The clink of metal alloids colliding as Kakasha sharpened her long sword echoed through out the camp site, she was readying the blade for battle that was sure to come. The thick chain around her neck thumps with her swift and practiced movements. She remembered like it was yesterday,<span style="font-style: italic">She was off in the shop when her little pup had came in all covered in soot, than came his charming father. He was a vary large man, two inches taller than a Kodan, with a pelt a rusty brown and a white under, he was her dream come true, other than her son who was now 10 and he had a rusy brown and black pelt all around. He held newly melded chain links in his tiny paws. The linkage was about the size of his own body, she couldnt help but giggle at her little boy holding the present. "Look mommy, Look what I have made for you." She brushed her hands on her apron and took the chain from his tiny paws before he dropped it on his little feet,"Oh my, what have you got here, This is vary pretty Cretos. I will wear this everyday so the other mothers will see what my son has made." He squeeked happily and ran out and went thru his fathers legs. Constinten made his way to his wife and mate and took the linkage out of her hands and brought it up to her neck Than linked it together once it was around her neck, it hung snug. "Ah now you look even more beautiful," He smiled at her than wrapped an arm around her wasit and pulled her into him. </span><br/><br/>She snapped back to reality but could still feel his warm embrass as the fire heated her fur in the front. A ferious snarl emitted from her black muzzel as her ambur yellow eyes slide around the camp fire eyeing the large bear as he made his way back, she admired him for his strength and leadership. She was glad he was on her side, for she would hate to fight such a worthy opponent. If he was of wolf-kin she would of tried for him as a mate, her heart pang at the thought of having another tho she was lonely and knew he would hate to see her unhappy.<br/><br/>She too stood from the rotting log she had chossen and the sound of her armor shifting to fit her now towering straightened frame, She sheathed her long sword on her hip, and let her ambur yellow orbs trail over the younger female than back to Krogen,"Iam Ready as well. When are we leaving worrior Krogen?"