BlackHeart Rouges
By Lietfan, For Her Little Brother.

Jackfrost sighed, laying in the, for once, bright sunlight. His white pelt sparkling in the sun as he lay in the snow. His solid red optics glanced around as tiny drops of snow tapped onto his head. Not another wolf in sight, but he knew his pack was just sleeping. The silence left his mind to wander. Wasn't she suppose to have the pups soon? Oh well, the kiddos would have to come soon, right? Right. He unshealthed a his claws and began to draw a picture, flicking his fluffy tail back and forth. What was there to do right now besides lay around and doodle? Nothing really.

//W.I.P STORY!