Wind stared up at the sky, the coyote pup tilted her head to the side.
She blinked thinking it was her imagination, Wind sat on the red stone and rubbed her eyes with her small forepaws.
But it was still there... The cloud didn't move apart from the fact that it looked like it's eyes were blinking.
" It's just my imagination getting to me, " She muttered.
"Wind, come here." Her Mother Coyote Pebble called.
"Coming, Ma! " Wind barked and padded over at a normal pace,
"Hurry up Wind! Why is your name Wind if your not even fast!" Her larger Litter-brother Sharp sneered.
" Be nice! Just because your bigger, doesn't mean your the boss! Your