Snippet #2626665

Mud clung to Nova's legs like boots as the young wolf pulled his way up onto the shore of the lake. His escapade across the lake having been successful, Nova glanced over his shoulder back at the path he had taken. Having been careful to freeze only where his paws would land, the path he was taken was partially covered with small dollops of ice pieces, already starting to drift apart. Hopefully the next day's sun would melt away any evidence of the two crossings that had happened, no need to get the Tenneth riled up again.

It was a quiet time of evening, and like most wolves when trying to sneak around in a quiet every movement he made seemed to be no quieter than the sound of a collapsing wall. Still, it would be easier to hear Durandel if had stuck around here, like he had originally planned. A small burst of light like a sunbeam bursting through the morning forest caught Nova's attention, and figuring that the Tenneth were the only ones who could be around making light at night, Nova became wary. Had the fire wolves found out that the Ausi had been over here already? Were they going to try to attack back? Questions like these raced through Nova's scouting brain.

Unaware of what he was doing, Nova put a paw forward towards where he had seen the light. Then another. And another. Loping towards where he had seen the light, he bit his lip in fear on who he was going to come upon. His ears flicked at the sound of voices. Another step. Voices that were...familiar? Another step. There were only two speakers, were there others around? Another few steps. Could that voice...be Durandel? Who was he with?