Summer

Another stray that was found washed ashore, it seems to happen often here. She likes rolling in grass so much, her coat is stained green!

Summer [I] — "The pup awoke in a strange den. The last thing she remembered was getting caught in the current, and then she woke up here. Suddenly, an herb scented stranger entered the cave, looking surprised to see her.
'You're awake! That's great! What's you name, pup?'
She coughed when she tried to answer.
'Oh shoot, let me get you an herb for that. Hang on.'
The stranger hurried to a corner of the den, where he rifles through a pile of leaves. He mumbled something about being organized. After a little while, he seemed to find what he was looking for, because he returned to the pup.
'Here, take this. I'm North, by the way.'"

Winter [I] — "The two pups awoke at the crack of dawn, ready for an adventure. Summer was the first to creep out into the fresh snow. Blackbird soon joined her. They were soon bounding through the snow, heading up the mountain. The pine forest grew thinner the further they went.
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It was late morning when the pups spotted a flash of color up ahead. They decided to go investigate. After a few minutes of chasing whatever it was, they came across a small clearing. A dark colored bird was standing halfway the shade, pecking at something snow. Whenever its feathers caught the sun, they shone a dazzling red and green. The pups stared at the bird, then at each other. The bird startled when it noticed the wolves, and let out a screech. Summer and Blackbird jumped back, watching as it flew away. Several feathers floated to the ground where the bird had once stood."