Creamspot

"Give me back my hometown" -Creamspot

Creamspot's muscles rippled as she strode confidently through the forest by the mountains. She was glad to have some alone time to herself to think-about her future with Spotfur.

So, he was probably just trying to see if his charm actually worked. Well, good news for him, it did, and now Creamspot had that silly look of love in her eyes like an adolescent every time she thought about him. She knew Brownbelly could tell she liked him because, well Brownbelly was old, and wise. She just wasn't... well not smart. She was the chaser of the pack, after all.

Creamspot did hope he wasn't just playing with her when it came to him and his charm. 

Later that night, Creamspot decided she would confront him. "Spotfur, I..." she said her voice fading. The her confidence came back. "Spotfur, I-"

"Before you say anything, I wanted to say one thing." He took a deep breath. "I like you, Creamspot, a lot," Spotfur admitted. "I know you don't-"

Creamspot didn't let him finish. She leaped forward and licked his jaw, and then back to his mottled neck. "I like you, too," she admitted between licks. "A lot."

Wolves trained by Creamspot: Riverbrook (Chased)