The silver fae walked up to the river, dipping her head to the water. She took a drink and watched fish swim in the clear water. She laid down, now looking at her reflection. The fae was beautiful. She had a silver pelt and dark orange orbs. The fae stood up and started walking down the river. She looked up at the sky and noticed that storm clouds were heading her way. She sighed and remembered that she still had to make a den. The wolf had only been there for about a day, and she had been busy hunting in the nice weather. Now she had to work fast so she could be warm and cozy inside her house before the rain came. The wolf's dubbance was Flare.