Flower sighed, walking to the river, moss in his jaws. Foxs footsteps seemed to be louder then usall. "Whos there?" Flower growled, his fur bristleing. A small, lean white fox appered, smelling ofd the river. "Hello."
Flower growled. "Get off our land!"
The white fox flantted her ears. "Please... I mean no harm. I swear"
Flower swished his tail, he had never felt power over a another being, it felt good!. "And why should we help you?" The white fox jumped at the word we. "Your a pack fox...oh no..oh no..." The white fox turned and dashed, revaling 2 tiny kits that were calling: "Mama! wait for us! mama"
Flower picked up a kit, who in return struggled. "Let me go! i want mama!" , The other one ran away into the forest. "Do your littermates and mother have no loyalty?" Flower growled, putting down the kit.
The kit growled. "Im twig! I am very loyal."
"Well your faimly is not, they left you behind."
The kit sighed. "Your taking me prisoner i gues..?"
Flower tilted his head. "Of course not... your not a Marshpack kit are you.?"
The kit shook his head
"Well then, you should be wellcomed in to our pack"
Twig yawned.
Flower growled.
"I smell wolf"
