Lark

1-8-2021

Lark was born in Epsilons to her mother, Volpe, and her father, Veris, deep in the icy Glacier. She was loved by those in her pack, but Lark HATED the cold. Volpe claimed it was from her father's side, while Veris claimed it was from her mother's side. Whichever side it was from, Lark could not stand it. Although she loved her pack, she knew she had to leave for warmer locations. Lark said farewell to her family and came south, to my pack. She stumbled upon our camp one day and immediately decided to join. I accepted her tentatively. She seemed to like the temperature, but not the environment. The trees scared her because of their lack of open space, and the long days exhausted her. She was the last straw of the apprentice argument, in my opinion. She definitely needs some guidance. For now, Lark is good friends with Tern. I hope she will like the Mentor I choose for her, when I announce my idea soon.