Mountainmade Wolves

Nashinia's fear.

The Mountains teemed with life.
It was spring. No snow on the ground, only blooming flowers.
Peace and a feeling of safety blazed beneath Nashonia's pelt, but he didn't let his fear ebb away completely.
Oranzia, Nashinia's mate, had been shifting in her sleep lately, and said she dreamed of a mountain lion ripping her sister, Tonagahn, to bloody shreds.
The memory tore at his heart and wracked his bones when he remembered her telling him about the dream, because not even an hour later, Nashonia witnessed the REAL Tonagahn being ripped apart by not one, but TWO mountain lions. Nashonia let the cool spring breeze tang at his fur, the moist scents of Mountainmade bathing his tongue.
He then noticed Saphirrae, a fellow packmate, trotting towards him. He embraced her prescence. The She-wolf's blue gray fur was truly pleasing to the eye, and if Oranzia hadn't been his lifelong mate, Saphirrae would be carrying his pups. Nashonia caught the tang of eagle around her lips. She had been eating.Before Nashonia could ask what's up, she answered.
"Healer Dondasai has had a vision. You need to hear it."

-HI Lynxstarians! Sorry it's short. I will update as soon as i can!-