⬷ THE PRIDE OF ATLAS ⤐

          The desert is full of life if only one knows where to find it. Days have past since you have seen the last animal. The only thing to eat are the tantalizing yellow of the nightshade berry, which look more appetizing every minute. Out of nowhere, you notice a presence on either side. Where the hell did they come from? How did you miss two large grey wolves against the warmth of the environment? They say nothing to you, and simply force your path. Not that it much mattered, you didn't have a destination in mind. You figured you were going to die in this desert anyway.

          Before you know it, wolves begin to peer at you from the shadows of the buttes. Dread creeps up your spine as you get further and further into this stranger's territory. The centurions on either side lead you up one of the mesas and into an old erosion cave. Before you stands a wolf that looks like she was made of gold. You finally steal and glance at your escorts, and notice the softness to their faces before returning your gaze to the leader before you. She smiles at you, warmth seeming to radiate from the dame. The dread filling your heart vanishes.

⬷ THE ORIGIN OF ATLAS ⤐

Nearly a year has past since the gold wolf appeared from up above the mountains. Some say she was a dispersal, looking to establish herself in the world. Others... well, they say she's running from something. Upon meeting Lupine and Marigold and their band of vagabonds. Rose quickly gained a leadership over the gang, and the members respect her word. Her rule is gentle, and her pack is kind. The Pride of Atlas offers a welcoming visit or even a permanent home for any wolf grown weary of wandering.