Storm nodded "Yeah he is, and it seems he is also quite full of himself when it comes to she-wolves" she said, prodding Silverfang with a paw.<br/>--<br/>Out of the bushes charged probably the smallest wolf you would have ever seen, only, it was clear he was barely older then a pup. He leaped toward the growling SnowHeart. Claws ready to sting her like needles, only he found himself hanging precariously over the bank that lead to the not very deep river, and he face planted in the water. "Ow ow ow..." he mumbled, then tipped his head up from the water and sneezed. "Darn it, I missed my prey!" he blared, then stared up at SnowHeart, eyes wide with surprise. "Who are you?" he asked, tipping his head to the side as he left his upper half getting soaked in the river.<br/><br/>He was probably about two times smaller then her, and he had a stark white pelt with a little brown and grey flecks all through his pelt.