A young,black pelted wolf padded up towards a pale grey coloured one. His golden eyes shone,as he went up to the pale wolf. "Blizzardray" he spoke,looking at their pale furred leader. "Why are you so eager for this?" Blizzardray looked at the black wolf,his eyes expresionless as always. "Because,Darkear" he murmured,tearing his gaze from the young wolf. "I know this will help us." Darkear curled his upper lip,letting out a low growl. "How will this help us?" he demanded,gripping the dirt. Blizzardray sighed,shaking his head. "In the future,it shall" he murmured,turning to look at the young black wolf again. "And you shall know further of what I speak now." Darkear stayed silent,worried he would say something wrong. Their muffled breaths were the only sound for a while,before he decided to take a chance. "Blizzardray" he said quietly,his gaze shifting from his leader. The pale grey pelted wolf closed his violet eyes,breathing deeply. "Darkear,there is no need to fear the future" he said,opening his eyes and turning his head from the other wolf,looking up at the dark,starry sky. Darkear looked at the dirt,sighing. "It's just that....." he was too worried to say it. What would happen if his leader took it the wrong way? "It's just that I don't think you're right about this." Blizzardray turned to him,shrugging. "Think what you think,Darkear" he growled slightly. The black wolf swallowed shakily. "But I know that this will help us." Darkear shook his head,sitting himself down beside Blizzardray. "Fine,but don't blame me when the runt one day realises what they were meant for" he spat. And with that,he went silent,watching his leader turn from him and pad over to the rest of the pack.