Celbrimm

          The little brown and red pup smiled up at an older golden pup who sat beside her at the mouth of the den. The two of them were the only young ones in the pack at that moment, and though they were separated by a few months they spent most of their time together. It was raining that day, so the two of them were off from training and enjoying their day to relax.
          "Did you see the lightning, Cel? Just... there, on the horizon," the golden pup raised a paw in the direction of the flash he had seen.
          Celbrimm rested her head on her friend's shoulder to look past his paw, seeing the smoking spot where the lightning had struck. Thick raindrops fell at a leisurely pace, the storm seeming to focus most of its energy on the booming thunder and lightning. The two young wolves kept watch over the storm and the empty camp for the rest of the day, eventually dozing off once the little visible sun disappeared for the night.

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          Celbrimm trotted just a little ahead of her fellow chasers and Deina as they trailed behind Foulkes. He was on a scent and it would only be a matter of time before they began the chase so she had to keep a close eye out for his signal. As they went Zivit came up beside her older but smaller sister to give her a playful nudge and Celbrimm nudged back with a grin. After a few moments Dalibor came up beside the two and peered at them with his thoughtful, stormy gray eyes.
          "You two better quit goofing off or you'll scare away his prey. You know how he gets when he loses a trail," the large, dark wolf said in his deep growl of a voice.
          "Oh, it's alright. We've just been walking for ages, Deina's even back there daydreaming," Zivit— who was even bigger and stronger than Dalibor— smirked back at him.
          Celbrimm shook her head with a low chuckle and all at once there was a commotion up ahead, Foulkes gave a sharp bark that set his three younger siblings into motion reflexively. They were really the perfect team, thought the red-tinged she-wolf as they launched forward toward their marked prey. Celwynn would be proud. Smiling to herself, she shook away the thoughts as she bounded along.

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