🌱Olaf🌿

It was the night of a terrible snow storm when i found a cold den in the middle of the woodlands. It seemed empty and i was too cold and weak from hunger to care to look around. My old pack from the tundra exciled me and i was on my own for 4 moons. Right as i was falling asleep i hear the shifting of rocks from deeper in the cave. I quickly turn and stand guard as i see two wolves and a three pups one of them didnt look too well. "We wont hurt you" the female wolf says as the male turns to her and sends a low growl "we cant trust a complete stranger to just enter our den we dont know if he carries any sickness with him...we already lost one of our pups im not losing another one He leaves now!" he roars. His voice sends chills straight to the bone if i dont leave he may kill me i thought. "I believe he can help us look at his paw" they both looked at the bandange i patched up from a sprain 2 moons ago. The female wolf walks into the moonlight "Please forgive my mate his bark is worst then his bite...although his bite is not to plesent either" she chuckles "I am Zikalla Leader of the Beaner pack and this is my pack mate Kinine and these are our pups Maverick Kody and Lily....Rooster is no longer with us" she says with a pain in her voice. "Im Olaf, im so sorry to hear about your lost pup...i also noticed that one of your pups here is also sick was it the same illness?" Kinine makes his way into the light with a slight hobble in his step and a low growl in his voice "Kalla are we even sure he can help us we dont even know if hes the one who did that how can we trust him let alone with our pups" Kinine says as if im not here " if youd like i can help you with that limp of yours seems like it hurts my father was an herbalist and he would take me foraging and would even teach me medicines i swear i was only looking for shelter and i would have been on my way by sunrise". He snarls in my face " Watch your tone boy im the King here wounded or not i will protect my pack!" Zikalla nips Kinines tail and he backs off (clearly the Queen is in charge here) "I would like to welcome him into the pack" Zikalla says "What?!" I and Kinine say simotaniusly. Kinine rushes over to Zikalla i didnt hear what was said but my life changed after that day.

On the First day i joined the pack i had alot of work to do. Between dealing with Kinine's unforgiving attitude, Lack of herbs, and cleaning the mess of the old Herbalists den i didnt know how i was going to survive. That was until 20 moons later this beautiful golden dark wolf joined our pack. She is going to be one of the brood mothers which fits because she looks so happy around the pups. However after her being here for so long i noticed she always has a soft pained look in her eyes when she looks at them. It pains me to see her like that. I dont have the courage to say anything to her. i wish i could tell her how i feel but i cant what can i do. Well i guess i will just go forge for some herbs.

A few Moons go by and the howls of a scout wolf echo through the night the pack all jump into acton besides me and the broodmothers with the pups. Hours go by as the night is filled with barks whines and howls of pain. The pack make it back and there are many injuries most can be easily healed with a healing salve but there was one wolf who needed urgent care and was in very bad shape. It was Orange Zest she was a broodmother so i didnt know why she was so badly injured i quickly rushed and did all i could but she needed an open wound salve and i didnt have all the materials....Winterfat was the last ingredient needed more commonly found in my homeland.... i would have to go back to where i was born to save her without it she will bleed to death. I pack my things and set out in the dark of night undercover to go forage out alone be for i leave i stop by OZ to say goodbye befor i leave "Orange zest im going to get you some herbs that will fix you it may take me a long time to get back but i promise im going to save you" i whisper to her. As i set off into the night i prepare for the journey ahead of me.

As i set off into the night i think about everything that happened that night....
My father Whitefoot was the elder herbalist in out pack he was very gifted in the arts of healing. it was thought that he could heal anyone...Until Fawna got ill with something we never seen she was my mother, I wanted to help and i gatered any herb i thought would be helpful but Whitefoot never took them or even gave them a secont thought. My mother passed away after 2 moons. I could not do anything to help her how could i when he stood in my way and never gave me a chance. He cursed me and blamed me. He said that after i was born mother has always been sick and father did everything he could to save her but it was my fault she didnt live. Blinded by his anger pain and sadness he lashed out at me and chased me out of the only place i knew was home. Not long after i met Zikalla and Kinine. They have been nothing but kind to me its up to me to make sure everyone in this pack is healthy, i may not have been able to save my mother but i will save Orange Zest. As i finally come to the edge of the Taiga i cant help but worry about what awaits me in the Tundra,, My littermates...My old leader...Whitefoot... Things i can only hope to avoid while im here i must be quick Orange Zest doesnt have much time. I have to do this. I take my first few steps into the territory all is well until i hear a familiar howl...
Its Whitefoot. He must be out here looking for herbs as well he always liked taking herbs from the borders. I dont have time for a fight or to be chase out. My best option is to run deeper into the forest and hope to lose him. i dash into the forest keeping in mind where the herb i need grows and head that way even if i get caught i will get what i need. I can still hear his howls but they are alot farther away than before. Finally i can ease up a small bit, i take a small sniff in the air *sniff sniff* i must be close its *sniff* this way! I dash towards the scent and come to a small fallen old log with small white flowers growing out of it. This is exactly what i needed. I get my pouch ready when i head sticks snapping. I let out a growl "WHO ARE YOU" i bark. A chuckle comes from the snow covered bush. "come now child you would think you would remember your Father after all this time" the voice says. " No not you any wolf but you" i say "now thats hardly a way you say hello to your dear old father" Whitefoot snickers "after the way you treated me after mother died you hardly have the right to call yourself my father you are whitefoot to me nothing more nothing less, i have no buisness with you or this pack anymore you chase me out remember" i say " water under the dam my son you will come home with me why do you think i am out here for fun? i was looking for you"
Whitefoot says " ill be damned if id ever come back with you i have my own home now and its far from here i just needed these herbs and they only grow here i have what i need now and im leaving" i say (whitefoot startes to laugh) " OH is that it now you needed some herbs to help out your friends is that is, so who is it a sick pup? maybe a scout or a hunter no they are easy fixs ahh maybe its a pretty little lady?" the way he says lady sends chills down my spine " ahh so thats it its a little lady well if thats the case go ahead prince charming go save your princess its not like youll make a difference... you wont be able to save her.. just like you were not able to save Fawna" He Chuckles "DONT YOU EVER SPEAK THAT NAME!" i roar before i knew it me and Whitefoot were battling to the death but i wasnt giving up so easily i had a mission and i will see it out to the end....

I start making my way home...i cant make it any faster my leg hurts..but im moving i can still make it home i will save her. my vision is blurry... it hurts to breath....who is that...Mother.....* i pass out in the snow bleeding out from the wounds Whitefoot left why he didn't kill me will be a mystery but before my eyes completely shut i swore i saw my....Mom?*

I wake up from the heat of the sun hitting my nose. When i lift my head i see moss? (mother used to make the best pillows with moss) I quickly stand and start sniffing around and calling her name but theres not trace that she was here no paw prints or even a faint scent...there was nothing...All my wounds were covered and starting to heal. Someone was here and if not my mother who? i look at my things by the tree when i remember Orange Zest! I grab some herbs ,my things and race home.

Once I arrive back at the den..