Grace was born in the frosty outskirts of the unknown, a shimmering expanse where winter's breath lingered year-round. From a young age, she exhibited an affinity for the bite of cold air and the serenity of snow-laden evenings. As a glacier-colored wolf with fur that mirrored the icy landscapes surrounding her, Grace felt more at home among glacial cliffs than within any pack den. An only pup in her litter, she developed an introspective nature alongside her siblings' exuberance; while they chased falling leaves and danced under moonlit nights, Grace often observed their antics from afar, pondering over life's mysteries as shadows flickered across the ice.
At four years old and serving as the Second Chaser of The Comet Hunters—a revered group known for their unmatched skill in tracking celestial phenomena—Grace balanced leadership with humility. The Comet Hunters took pride in navigating treacherous terrains to guide lost souls back home on starlit paths. Unlike many wolves who reveled in boastful tales following every successful hunt or chase, Grace maintained a stoic demeanor; she'd rather express herself through actions than words. This quality earned her respect among those who recognized depth beneath silence: keen instincts led to brilliant strategies during lengthy journeys under star-speckled skies.