Call of the Wild

[Nox]

Chasing Butterflies was running through the fields, not chasing butterflies as she once did, but because she needed alone time. The pack wasn't completely happy with her decision to let three of the pups go. But the world was changing, and the two-leggeds would need their help, and the pups were best sent out. She'd do it again. They had a fresh new litter now, and each one of them was brighter and than the next and the pack would grow string. The older pups, some of them wanted to leave too. They wanted to run free in the cities of men. Chase didn't understand, but that was pups.

Running felt good. It cleared her head of all the pack problems. The memories and the dreams brought with them rumors. Great things were happening and they were to be part of it. Prophecy and dreams were crashing together like waves on a never seen before ocean - water so vast Chase couldn't even imagine.

The weather was warm and the grass was finally high enough to brush against the bottom of her coat. It was a glorious run, but soon she'd have to return to the pack, return to doing wihat Dawn Wind had always done - she missed him with all her heart. Needed him but he was gone. Lost to the dream. Run was all that Chase felt at the moment, it was that was on her mind - run.