after growing up in the midst of starvation and boredom, Growl is a tad more Unfriendly than when she was a pup.
She won't work well in the hunter's ranks, for she hates relying on others to do a job right. Growl sits watch most evenings and nights, growling at those who dare pass into the pack carrying ill-will. She often watches as Sunprowl goes on his foraging expeditions, glancing at Night-Streak as she gives intimate farewells. Growl gags every time she sees such displays of love. However now, as she sits watch, she regrets ever gagging. Night-streak is sitting vigil on the far side of Crystaline, a mound of dirt rests under a flowering tree. Sunprowl passed away, leaving their lead wolf with cloudy eyes. "I will sorely miss you, Sunprowl. I'm going to miss watching as you somehow conjure enough energy to prance out at odd hours of the day and night. I would snap at you grumpily, telling you to make less noise. I wish I hadn't this last time, for it was the last time you would be alive when I gaze upon you. Now you are dirt, being fed to your favorite tree along with the salty grief of your mate." Growl says to the stars as they fade into daylight.
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