Heron

Name: Heron

Rank: Chaser

Family: Brother - Oliver (Deceased) 

Mate: None, but does have a crush on the lead chaser, Glace

You trod silently into the entrance of the camp, scanning the place for the pile of fresh prey they always kept. Your gaze settles onto a pile of freshkill, surrounded by stone pebbles. You feel your mouth water as you pad towards it, licking your lips as you approach it, the scent overwhelming your senses. As you reach out to take your pick, you feel someone bump into you, making you whip around. You soften as you recognize one of the wolves, Heron. You’ve seen her on plenty of hunting patrols, she wasn’t much of a surprise. She laughs half-heartedly, “Oh, my apologies! I haven’t eaten much today, so I didn’t notice you. Go on, take your pick.” You nod, turning towards the freshkill once more and taking a hare. 

She takes her pick, and beckons for you to follow her. You oblige and you both sit under an overhanging tree, providing shade for the both of you. “Not from around here, aren’t you? I could you aren’t familiar with the forest, by the way you’ve hunted during our patrol.” She sighs, and shrugs. “That’s okay. I’m Heron! I’m one of the chasers, and sometimes serve as a stalker. May be a lot of work for one wolf, but trust me, it isn’t. Though, I much prefer being a chaser. I find it easier and.. it’s nice serving by Glace’s side.” You catch her sparing a glance at the pretty light blue wolf you saw earlier before. “Its nice that we’re friends, though! She’s all caught up on working her hardest. Many wolves here believe that Sleet deserves to be the lead chaser here. Personally, I don’t think so. I mean, have they SEEN Glace’s skills? She seems so-so..” she trails off, turning to you. “Well, it was nice speaking with you, traveler! I think I’ll be leaving now.” And with that, she’s gone.

Heron isn’t the most skilled hunter, she messes up, she gets distracted easily and isn’t the most strongest nor smartest wolf in the pack. Though, unlike Glace, she doesn’t care what others think of her. She loves her job, and loves her pack. And that’s all what matters to her. As long as she has a place in the pack, where they accept her, she’ll consider it her home. Heron is also truly an admirer of Glace, she believes that Glace deserves her spot in the pack, even if others think Sleet is a better choice. Even if Glace doesn’t want to associate herself with another wolf who isn’t as skilled as her, she shockingly tolerates Heron. Heron spends her days by Glace’s side, doing whatever she can to support the lead chaser.