Sorrow of the Coming Moon

Sorrow is a very tragic soul.
Her very first litter, all 4 of her puppies passed away due to her pack not allotting her a nest. She refused to nest again for this cruel home, and due to her pack being of the kind that had certain females just for breeding, they banished her to the wilds.
Still grief-stricken by the loss of her pups, she walked on and on in a haze until she collapsed.

When she came to, she was in a strange new world she had never seen before. Everything glowed in an odd blue light, and the butterflies that danced around her head trailed a blue shimmer. Overcome with curiosity and interest that overpowered her sadness, she struggled to her feet and explored this new world.
Soon, she wandered into a small clearing that was unusually silent. In front of her sat a very old, silver fox. He smiled at her, and she felt that somehow, he knew of her grief. She lay down in front of him, raising her head a little so as to be able to keep eye contact. She somehow knew that he didn't consider eye contact to be a challenge like most of wolfkind. He had kind eyes.
He spoke to her in a kind, soothing voice, and they conversed for hours, it seemed, before he smiled at her again, and when she blinked, he was gone. In his place sat a blue, gleaming lantern. Her soul was soothed by the fox's' kind words, and she knew what she was to do.
She gingerly picked up the beautiful lantern in her teeth, continuing on her way with a new sense of purpose.

What felt like forever but also no time at all, she was roused from her walking stupor by a soft sound coming from the underbrush next to her. She padded over, cautious not to make noise, and poked her snout into the foliage.
Blinking back at her were two very odd wolf pups.
They glowed all over, with long tendrils comeing off their heads. They were rolling in the dirt, nipping and biting just how perfect pups do.
Sorrow's heart was softened.
But there was danger near. She could smell death, and standing refensively between the pups and the scent she looked a little further, finding a harrowing scene. A wolf who could be safely assumed to be the pups mother lay slaughtered over a moonlit stone.
The pups were all alone in the world.
Just as Sorrow was.

Naturally, she took them in, filling a hole in her heart with the love for two peculiar little pups.

Now, she waits near the entrance to her new home, helping lost souls find a place for them. Her pups have not aged much at all, having left their home dimension.They live as a happy family in a small piece of lunar cave ripped from its home.