Glace

Name: Glace

Rank: Leader of the chasers 

Family: None, at the moment  

Mate: None, at the moment

A tall, pretty light blue and brown wolf stands among a group of wolves. Her voice commanding and calm as she calls out the following wolves, “Glacier, Kamya.. Heron..” she trails off, glancing to the side to meet your gaze. Her glossy irises narrowing, you could tell she was hesitating. An obsidian colored wolf bounded up to her, whispered something in her ear and bounds off. She sighs, and flickers her tail towards you. “You, get over here, now.” You scramble over to her, her eyes narrowing into slits. “.. Why should a traveler like you join our hunting patrol? We don’t even know you.” She sneers, but was soon stopped by a wolf that was standing impatiently nearby. “Come on, Glace. It couldn’t be that bad, right? I mean, Alon trusted them. And they don’t seem to be malicious in any way, so why not?” She piped, which only led to Glace sighing in frustration. “Fine, but only because I trust your judgement, Heron.” She turns to you, “I’m Glace, as you’ve heard before. But if you want to come along with us, you’ll need to listen to me. As I’m leading the chasers here, and you’ll need my guidance to know what to do.” She says, her voice strong. Soon, it wasn’t long before you started running with the group. 

Glace is usually known for her quick thinking and speed, earning her role as the leader of the chasers. She’s friendly and dedicated, but she thinks she doesn’t have time to rest. This is because some of her packmates doubt the poor wolf, thinking Glace isn’t the right choice to lead the chasers. Rather, they think Sleet is the better man of the choice. Glace is hardworking, and makes sure she proves to them that she’s better than Sleet. She won’t rest until they recognize Glace’s true potential, the recognition that she deserves. Glace won’t tolerate any form of disrespect, and demands the respect of others, even if they think Sleet deserves to be in her position.