Raven

The stars were bright and the night was quiet. There wasn't a single breeze nor was the moon out. Slinking between the shadows was a dark coated wolf. Her olive green eyes flickered when they caught the starlight. Raven was tracking, the scent of a whitetail deer hung in her nostrils and filled her jaws. She ambled along in silence, completely absorbed in the hunt.

- Spent most of her life as a loner until joining the Fallen Valley pack.

- Can be a bit obnoxious with her constant bossing around, but most of the wolves have learned to ignore it (minus Hellebore).

- Raven doesn't have much interest in pups, and  prefers to avoid them, though she will provide them food and safety if need be.

- Often gives orders to others out of her place, causing the more dominant wolves to get on to get.

- Has a very tense relationship with Hellebore with often ends in snarling.