A dark pelted male wolf paced back and fourth in the snow outside of a small cottage, his tracked engraved in the snow that crunched under his paws. He watched as a door opened and two humans covered in snow wear went to their car, getting inside and then closing their doors. They didn't notice the male wolf that was watching them as they left. A small pile of snow fell as a gray blue Akita inu poked her nose through the window.

"Alright, come in Kumo." She whispered in a calm yet excited tone. Kumo wagged his tail and squeezed through the window into the cozy home. She led the wolf to a soft cushion, then curling around something small and navy blue. Kumo sniffed it.

"Perfect, Nesumi. A little warrior to carry down Spinning Fangs." He smiled, nuzzling the small navy Akita wolf pup. The pup whined at the touch of Kumo's nuzzle as he retreated further into his mother's embrace. Nesumi couldn't help but frown a bit, she looked up at Kumo.

"You know....it would be nice to have him grow up in a place where he doesn't have the fight hunger or death all of the time." She pointed out.

Kumo sighed, "we've been over this. The only reasons why I've become mates with you and your sister, Shika, was because I needed offspring to carry o-."

"The family move. Yes, I know." She interrupted, finishing his sentence. "But if he ever stays here with me. Does he really need it?" The gray blue Akita Inu questioned. Kumo didn't answer. Nesumi shook her head, "and Shika's pups, are none of them fit enough for the challenge?"

Kumo flicked an ear, "well, that's something that we will figure out with time."