Wolf crouches on a hill, overlooking camp. The two tribes were only a few miles away. So the neighboring tribe was only on the other side of the Valley of Hills. Wolf watches as other boys his age, romp around on horse back. Playing games and other stuff. He sees a few shooting bows and arrows. Wolf also spots some girls by the fire, learning how to cook. Finally Wolf spots his parents. His parents wave at him, and he waves in return. Wolf glances at his stallion, Bandit, who was munching on grass beside him. Wolf gets up and moves to Bandit's side, stroking his neck, "you up for a run boy?" Bandit neighs and paws a the ground. Wolf chuckles and mounts up. Wolf clicks his tongue and Bandit takes off. Bandit flies past the Cherokee Tribe Camp, before wheeling and heading back. Wolf clings on yelling in joy

(I have to get up earlier tomorrow. So I GTG. Sorry)

-She would hear this as she quickly looks back as her horse stood protectively of his young master, letting out a snort-

CYA))

Wolf slows Bandit down as he reaches camp he swings off, before Bandit even before he stops, landing beside his parents. Chief Howling Thunder Wolf(Thunder) looks amusingly at his son, "showing off are we?" Wolf shakes his head, "no Father. I was simply going for a run." Thunder exchanges a look with Wolf's mother, Beautiful Wind Call(Wind), "of course. Now why don't you go play with the other boys?" Wolf sighs but walks over.

(Cya)