I used to like pups in my old pack. It was a rare thing to have time to play with them or even talk to them. I was always busy with my duties. I found it lovely to talk to the little ones. they are just nice and easy to talk to. They just are more innocent than the adults we are used to talk to. Sometimes we, adults, are too complicated, sometimes we need to take life less seriously like the pups. We need to play like we used to, we need to relate like we used to we need less complications and problems. I smile as the pup replies to me and keep wagging my tail slowly.

- Nice to meet you too, Sciathàn.

I replied gently, my voice was never deep and scary to match my big form. It was gentle and kind, not like a females, but like a smaller male. It never really bothered me as I am not the bad kind of wolf. I asked him how could I help and he replied me with a somewhat embarassed tone. I looked at where he pointed. It seemed really steep, not that much for a bigger wolf, but for a little one it could be very hard to climb. My chocolate and cream head turned to look at him again.

- I know an easier way. Have you ever got a ride on another wolf's back? - I asked with a smile - I can take you up there, what you think?

I just suggested, lowering down to my belly and allowing him to climb on my back if he wanted. I waited. Perhaps this small wolf and I could talk a little bit and I even could find out more about the pack and him as well. It would be just great.

”I am your prince charming”

.Attu