Jazz gulped, run run run run, something told her. "I- i'm Jazz." She introduced herself, wishing that her voice held more confidence than fear. She cleared her throat, and looked down at the ground.

"Why so defensive lil' Sasori?" Necilia teased, "Man. She's making me nervous." She shook her pelt as if the nervousness would shake off with it. "Where did she say she came from?" Necilia asked curiously, standing up.

"I've never heard of them..." Necilia mused, matching Jazz intently. "And those wounds... Did you ask her how she got them?" Necilia said, leaning over to whisper this so no one else heard. "And how long to I have to wait for you to grow up? Your voice still hasn't changed." She lulled her tongue out in amusement.

Jazz really paniced when Sasori left, but no one was paying attention so she backed away slowly. When no one noticed that aand turned and ran as fast as she could manage in a random direction.

Necilia whimpered as she watched Sasori leave. She didn't mean to hurt his feelings, she thought they were both getting along just fine. Then she watched the new wolf leave too. "Whatever." Necilia snarled, getting up and walking around the back of the den.

Jazz looked over her shoulder to make sure no one had followed and slowed down, it was harder than running. She awkwardly hubbled to a slow walk. "Its useless." Jazz told herself. "No one wants me in their pack..." She mumbled. She was a river and limped to it, she drank deeply, she couldn't remember the last time she had drank anything. After drinking she wadded into the water up to her chest and stood there happily as the feeling from her shoulders down was lost.

"Umm...." Sasori looked at her and realized that she was telling the truth. "Well, you know that wolf that called me 'Little Sasori'?" Jazz nodded. Sasori continued." Well, she asked me 'How long do i have to wait for you to grow up? Your voice still hasn't changed'!!" Sasori mocked Necilia's voice in a stupid tone. "Ugh!" he threw himself into the snow. "Why does everyone treat me like a dead caribou?" he muttered through the gras.s. "Obviously, everone hates me..."

Jazz sighed, she was kinda nervous that he had a serious secret he wanted her to keep. She walked over to him and sat beside him. "I wished someone would ask me how long it would take me to grow up." She said, pawing his shoulder. She layed down on her back beside him, "Or lick my wounds and tease me." She said.

"Trust me, no one here hates you. Where I came from everything was hard. He fought for our food, and when someone picked on you you had to pry not to get your leg broken. Last time anyone said something to me about growing up was becasue they had threatened to kill me." she rolled over and got up, "So no one hates you." She said.

Sasori stepped back. "Uh, thanks, I guess..." He trotted back to the dens. "Sasori!" Shiro called him. "Could you lead the hunt?" she asked. Sasori just stared for a couple of seconds, turned, and bolted. Why do I always have to lead the hunt? I'm still just a stupid pup, aren't I!? Sasori thought bitterly. He stopped and sniffed the air for a moment. He caught the scent of caribou and ran as fast as he could in the direction. It was a female. Sasori trotted around for an attack on its back. He leapt and won the fight in a short period. He dragged it for a while, heading to the den. Shiro was still calling the other hunters when she saw Sasori. He dropped the prey and ran off again. That's weird... Shiro thought.

Sasori crossed the Fire Pack's territory. I'll go find my pack myself, he thought. Sasori sniffed for a moment, but he didn't smell anything other than himself and a little caribou. He ran off, leaving full sight of the Fire pack.

Jazz watched as Sasori ran off, glad that she could help. She sighed once he was out of sight and got up painfully. The feeling had come back to her body, if she didn't rest she was going to have problems.

Necilia came to Shiro's call in time to see him run off again. "Whats up with him?" Necilia asked Shiro, "And where did that new wolf go to?"

((Sorry, Godaime Hokage.^^' I went braindead.xP))

"What," Shiro turned. "She was...." Shiro stared at the empty space to emphasize the moment((xD)). "She WAS there..."

Sasori trotted to a peak of a cliff. He sat down, pulled his head and ears back, and howled th e best he could. It still didn't seem mature and good, still a small teen howl. Sasori growled in dismay. Everyone knows how much he hates waiting...((XDD))

(( S'ok ^^ ))

"Should I go after him?" Necilia asked, "And maybe find the other wolf?" She asked.

Jazz thought she could hear Sasori howl, but shook it off and kept going, figuring it was the wind.

Jazz was sure she heard it this time and decided to stop and howl back, her low and sad howl answered his. She quit and perked her ears for a reply. She wouldn't be surprised if he didn't, but that was ok.

"Why is he so worried about his howl?" Jazz asked herself.