This wolf is currently nursing at least one puppy! She will wean her offspring in 2 rollovers! This wolf is actively foraging - her energy regeneration is paused.
As you pad into a crevasse, created by a broken arch and a long slab-like boulder; Inside you greet an old herbalist "Hello young pup!" She cheerfully exclaims, You sit in a open spot by her as she asks "What do you wish to know?". You explain you wish to hear about the original hunters, and those who ruled this pack "i see... QuickSilver the was fiercest Alpha! protecting her pack with all her might until her awful demise..." she trailed on "She was thrown to the sea off of the crest-cliffs after the ritual to celebrate the next Alpha of the pack, the heir was thrown to the pit, this horrible act of treason during times of celebration led to his death as well..."
She stood on, her eyes glazed with age and worn from the tireless sun.
"We had hunters, the best in all the mountains i reckon, Birch and Dancing Sunrays would keep our bellies full while our recon hunters Dew and Dust would scout the trails once more"
"Birch was QuickSilvers closest companion, when se retired she wasn't the same, which is probably why she allowed the "Heir" to toss her off the cliff.."
Your eyes linger to a peice of bark, turned upsidown the light oak color has inky scribbles drawn all over.
"I see your eyes wonder, dear, That was QuickSilvers last wish, to be known as the first pack of the crashing water, the first to claim these wretched strech of tundra.."