Sun walked up to Storm and lowered his head, "Who is this?" He asked quietly. "This is Night Shadow." She whispered back.
Fire narrowed his eyes and Midnight poked him in the side. "Can't you be just a bit more friendly? Ever?" Fire turned his glare to Midnight and growled lowly. "I'm just worried about a strange wolf being in the camp. What if she hurts the kits?" Midnight rolled his eyes. "We have no kits Fire."
Feather padded from the Scout den and put her head to the side. Curious she hurried up to her sister and caught her and Sun's conversation.
I've learned that goodbyes
Will always hurt
Pictures never replace
having been there
Memories good and bad
Will bring tears
And words can never
Replace those feelings