Wild Wolves

Uh Oh the Byrrgis!

The snow on the ground glittered under Myrr's feet and the stuck out  his tongue for a snowflake to land on. Little did he know that was the last snow of the winter. For spring was almost upon us.

My litter-sister, Banja, walked up and greeted us. Myrr tried tackling her and this started their play-fight. Let's just say Banja won and Myrr ended up pinned lightly to the ground. It was funny to watch and Maudie had tried encouraging Myrr to defeat Banja.

Banja released Myrr and came to us and nuzzled me and Coryn cheerfully as Malachy, her mate, walked up.

"Hey there, guys!" He was almost more cheerful than Banja.

I said hi and flung snow at him with my right forepaw. He flung snow back at me and next thing I know I had started a snow fight. Snow was being chucked in all directions and us older wolves acted younger.

Suddenly a sharp howl pierced the air around camp.

"Uh oh," I whispered," we're late for the byrrgis!"

I said this as a silver and golden flash came into the den. It was our den-sitters. Faolan and Edme. their pups were right behind them. Banja's pup trotted in after them.

"Thanks," I call over my shoulder as I sprint towards the Meeting Circle.