Fell

Lore:
Padding lightly through the brush, she tested the air once more. She paused her trek and explored the scent further. The air was sweeter here, sweeter than any she had ever tasted. Coming to stand at her side, her pack mates lifted their muzzles to the sky. A silent air of agreeance washed over each wolf. This scent, this was the taste of their new home.
Fell nodded her approval, all eyes on her, and the five originals dispatched to their tasks. There would be much to prepare for, before the first of many pups would be born into Fell's gradually growing pack. She blinked once more at the land around, satisfied with their arduous journey, before turning to her own task at hand. "Gently," Hatt reminded her, "you're too far along for much more today. The babes will grace us soon and you'll need your strength."