[Begleiterin]

Begleiterin had been far from others as long as she had known, she was not of true wolf blood. Perhaps that is why they avoided her, she adapted a sharp, hateful tongue because of it. Always willing to lash others with her words, to avoid them from believing they could harm her with their own.

Begleiterin was a dog, that much was always evident in everything about her. She was not a full wolf, no matter how much she wanted to believe it. Even if she carried some wolf blood, it was never enough to make her feel like she belonged to either of them. Either dogs or wolves, neither was her home. She was one to often tuck tail and run from threats, believing she was not strong enough to do it, because she was tainted by the dog blood that ran straight through her veins. No matter how many wolves she could lash at with fire-filled words, beasts always terrified her.

She was born to an escaped farm-dog, that was the most that she had known. The dog only came back every now and then, just enough to make sure she and her siblings hadn't died of starvation. Before the dog simply scurried back home, and left them in a hole that barely kept them warm enough for survival. When she was able to finally leave it without fearing death, she did. Leaving her siblings behind, she did not want to remain in that burrowed ground any longer.


Begleiterin had always believed there was more meaning to the stars, for they occupied her memory more than anything else. She always thought they were gods, lurking above them and telling stories with their shapes. And she listened to all of those tales, sat with open ears and a clear mind. No matter how harsh she could tell the tales to be, it applied to the world, as the world she came into was not a kind one. It did not hold sweetness for all who might need it, it whipped those who could not handle its cruelty with worse and worse situations, until you succumbed to your fate that was handed to you. The stars taught her more of the world than the dog that fed and abandoned her ever could. She followed their trail, to each home she temporarily made, to follow and disappear the next night. It was only until the stars led her to Sonne that she considered the world otherwise, the wolf that leapt so quickly to her defense when being chased from the first home she considered settling into.


It was the first time she saw the stars reflecting in a living being, and Sonne *was* like a goddess to her. Her adoration knew no bounds, but she remained quiet of it all, instead only pleased enough to settle beside the dame when the nights grew long and idle chatter began to whisp amongst their packmates.