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*Wandering the darkness of the forest he was unfamiliar with, Red Rave searched for his mother. The last in his pack standing, or so he thought. He was too young to fend for himself, to hunt and learn how to fight, he felt lost, hopeless.*
*Later he had found his mom, dead, her remains scattered across the bloodied forest floor, long with another wolf, who bled out beside her. Poachers. Red Rave slumped against his dead mother, howling in despair at the loss, at knowing that he was now alone.*
*How would he survive? How would he learn to live on his own with no help. He had to do it, for his pack, his mother, and everything he loved. He would survive.*