Misty was a calm wolf. Despite not being a hunter, herbalist or scout she took pride in another job that was just as important. She took pride in taking care of the pups that slowly filled the empty home that she wandered into. Misty loved seeing the pups napping next to her and watching them grow slowly as the seasons passed. None of her pups stayed but she didn't worry as they all grew to be reliable and fend for themselves alone out there, she made sure of that. All the younger generation looked up to her, the ones that rarely see their mothers cling onto their aunty for comfort. Don't get it wrong that she was always nice, Misty made sure to teach the pups what to do and not, but she was fair on doing so and her fangs were mostly for the dangers that would sometimes come wandering into their home. She was their defense of their den and the pack trusts her to protect while they are gone.
Misty was one of the first Puppysitter. They say that even after she left that there are growls of warning to all who stumble into the home of their pack.
