Wild Child shook off the leaf that was stuck in his mane as he emerged from between the bushes. The warm sun hit his face as soon as he appeared on the meadow hidden between the mountains. That day was great, despite Rekes' harsh mountainous climate. The wind only mildly ruffled his rust fur and was not too cold - a perfect weather for gathering flowers and herbs! The fur at the tip of his tail bristled up as he felt the cold dew on the grass wet his feet, yet this discomfort quickly disa...

Pumpernickel was trying very hard to keep up with Cacao, twiddling his short whelp legs. It was not easy, looking that the older Tsabhua was a giant not only in a whelp’s eyes, but in the eyes of others of her species as well. He noticed that she peeked at him and slowed down a bit, her white feet softly tapping against the leaf litter. She noticed that he had problems keeping up with her and his ears flattened in the response. He was doing just fine - he did ...