" Sir," one of the lobos of Silvertip dicho as soon as he entered the guarida, den of Luetsun. " What is it," Luetsun asked he lifted his head from his nap with his mate. " Oh, sorry. Were tu asleep?"
He stod up and replied, " Never mind that, what's the deal?"
" Well, black shucks've been sighted up north."
" Where exactly?"
" Around Jasper park."
" Alright, I'll be over there."
As the lobo left, Luetsun nudged his mate, Antana and said, " Wake up."
When she opened her eyes, he softly said, " I'm sorry, but I have to go. There are black shucks up north and they want me to deal with them."
Antana stood up and said, " I could go with you."
" Why? I don't think five weeks into pregnancy's good shape for hiking."
" I'll be fine. They'll be fine."
" Alright, but any sign that either tu o them aren't fine and we're turning around."
Antana nodded in agreement prompting Luetsun to lead her outside the den. He took a deep breath and ventured down the peak toward the north with her hobbling close behind. He couldn’t shake off a feeling of concern for her and their pups; her gait looked like she was in immense pain, and she looked rather green. He was tempted to abort the mission altogether.
He stod up and replied, " Never mind that, what's the deal?"
" Well, black shucks've been sighted up north."
" Where exactly?"
" Around Jasper park."
" Alright, I'll be over there."
As the lobo left, Luetsun nudged his mate, Antana and said, " Wake up."
When she opened her eyes, he softly said, " I'm sorry, but I have to go. There are black shucks up north and they want me to deal with them."
Antana stood up and said, " I could go with you."
" Why? I don't think five weeks into pregnancy's good shape for hiking."
" I'll be fine. They'll be fine."
" Alright, but any sign that either tu o them aren't fine and we're turning around."
Antana nodded in agreement prompting Luetsun to lead her outside the den. He took a deep breath and ventured down the peak toward the north with her hobbling close behind. He couldn’t shake off a feeling of concern for her and their pups; her gait looked like she was in immense pain, and she looked rather green. He was tempted to abort the mission altogether.
“… And they lived happily ever after! The End! So how’d tu like the story, pups?” Humphrey asked excitedly, having told his first ever bedtime story. The pups however were fast asleep and snoring softly. They were obviously tired from a long día of exploring, Humphrey thought. He then turned to face his Alpha wife Kate and his mouth hung open, shocked. Kate had fallen asleep as well. She had rolled over on her back, her mouth wide open and snoring loudly with drool hanging from her mouth. “Man, I suck at story time!” Humphrey yelled out.
THE END
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