I enetered the world small and helpless, but I grew up to be the strongest out of my 3 others brothers. Yes, I was the only female. I always had a sense that someone was watching. Someone, from outside the pack. Since I liked to adventure anyway, I wondered off into the woods, not knowing that I would be followed and nearly killed at just 5 months. As I was walking, a bear suddenly popped into view and few feet in front of me. I was young and knew I stood no chance, but I wasn't about to back down. I made myself look bigger, even as it charged I felt no fear. Suddenly, I was shoved out of the way, and I heard a yelp. A black wolf had shoved me out of the way and nearly killed the bear in seconds. She said her name was Tala, and she had been watching me. She led me back to my pack's territory, and there I stayed, until I was all grown up. I soon left my home in the grasslands behind, not knowing if I'd ever see it again. That's when I saw Tala walking up to me. She had noticed that I was leaving and said she was going to help me begin my own pack.
Now, my pack is strong and lively, and my packmates respect me and my heirs. And I respect them. This is a tight-knit pack filled with close friends and even family. I still miss my son, and wish I could see how strong he would've became, but I am very greatful to Midnight for keeping my daughter safe. I am happily mated to my first and forever mate, father of Black Poppy, Jeremiah, Darmon, and my deceased son Ox Ear, SIlver Moon.
