Fern

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Fern is one of the sisters who answered the great howling song of heartbreak sung out by the forest guardians when the founding pack leader sadly died. Her trusting nature did not fit in with the pack she was born into, where she was picked on savagely by the other wolves. However it means she is perfect for for the forest guardians, she is a gentle and loving wolf, adored by the pack for who she is and her efforts scouting to bring back feathers for the pack are greatly appreciated by all, she even turns her paws so pupsitting when the need arises.
When scouting in the deep forest one warm sunny spring afternoon, Fern came across a discarded egg like none other she's ever seen, as it was still warm she carefully wrapped it in moss and tucked it safely in her backpack. That night she snuggled the egg into the warm fur between her front legs and by morning the egg had hatched and a tiny tufty-crested Jay was squawking noisily for food. The little blue bird imprinted on Fern and from that moment on he was her constant companion.
Furn waited until she was nearly four years old to have her first litter of puppies, who were fathered by Bramble and born on a winters night deep in the caves of the den while a ferocious storm raged outside. Both pups were strong and healthy with chocolate fur like their father, but touched by the moon like their mother adorned with stripes the colour of midnight. Rosehip is sleek and swift - an excellent chaser, Hickory is courageous and strong - a brilliant finisher.
Fern had another litter of two puppies late in her life, again fathered by the much loved Bramble, they were born in the hazy heat of late summer when the forest was alive with plants and animals. Aspen was the very image of fern herself, she was a confident pup, a perfect finisher. Juniper was an unexpected honey coloured pup who had natural agility and a lightness on her paws that made her a superb chaser.