Blueclaws light/open to all/adoption

*A sudden FWOOSH was a signal to almost everyone by now, that Blueclaw and her pack were on the hunt. At the time, they were chasing down two male elk, one with a leg injury from rut fight, and one healthy as a...well...deer....Blueclaw let out several BARKS, telling her pack to take wing to the left, but stopped in mid track when she heard a tiny reply in the distance.*

*Dagger stopped beside Blueclaw, hearing what she did, the other two stood aside, not exactly knowing what to do. Dagger RUMBLED a bit at Blueclaw, Blueclaw rumbled back as they discussed what they should do.*

*Blueclaw lifted her head and BARKED again. But this time, in question, her BARK ending with a HREE?. She tilted her head as she listened in the general direction the tiny BARK came from and sure enough, there it was again. Blueclaw walked over slowly and to her surprise, it was a Wildclaw hatchling. She leaned down so it wouldnt be intimidated* "Wheres your mother?"

*The young Wildclaw let out the best BARKS he could and explained that his mother left him there and never returned. Since he was so young, he was unable to talk normally like the rest. Babies could only let out detailed sounds. The words and sentencing was messed up of course but Blueclaw got the general idea.*

*Blueclaw let out RUMBLES and small, loving BARKS towards the hatchling and smiled wide, nuzzling it. She now had a hatchling to take care of, and she would die for it. The hatchling, now named Razorclaw, wobbled up and lifted his head, letting out a BARK that sounded more like a HREEK. It was the best he could do at this age.*

*Blueclaw picked Razorclaw up carefully in her mouth and carried the hatchling back to her den, where her and the other three stayed. She had never smiled so wide*

(Here is a pic of Razorclaw)