11-6-2020
I am Kestrel, born and raised by my former pack, Screaming Hawk Pack, in the Mountains. We had close relationships with the birds there, and we believed ourselves to be descended from the great avians of the past. Sometimes, when I ran along those cliffs, I felt like I was flying. However, after my brother fell down the mountain to his death, I lost all belief in the birds. After all, if we could fly, why didn't he? I left Screaming Hawk Pack soon after that, determined to distance myself from my deluded family. I met Shrike in the Grasslands, and we instantly formed a connection. He admired my courage and leadership skills, and, after much pestering, he convinced me to start a pack of my own. We decided to settle in the Deciduous Forest and quickly began recruiting lone wolves in the area. I even had pups, two of them, with Shrike. Cormorant and Ouzel are my pride and joy, but, unfortunately, I ran into trouble with another pack in the Deciduous Forest. My hunters had caught prey in their territory, and, to appease them, I had to offer Ouzel as a gift. She is one of theirs now, and I will never see her again. I pray to the stars for her every night. Cormorant, on the other hand, is on the path to being Alpha some day, unless she has a worthier sibling later down the line. After I found our Medicine Wolf, Oriole, she shared her beliefs with us. Now, I don't look to foolish birds for guidance. Instead, I look to the stars that hold our ancestors for what I need. Still, I try to give everyone in my pack a name inspired by my lost avian friends, even if only to honor my memory of them. I only wish to explore the wilds and grow my pack, sharing our beliefs and kindness with all I can find.