The largest pup of her litter, Soot was hoping her birth pack would find a use for her someplace, but it wasn’t meant to be. With fall well on it’s way, food was scarce and there were just too many mouths to feed.
“She looks healthy, I see no risk in taking her on..” Wire sniffed as he examined the young she-pup.
“Very well. She’s coming with us.” The golden lead nodded, grinning slightly as he looked down at Soot. “You’re going to fit right in.”
Micah turned to leave after that, leaving Wire to be the one to carry the newest member of their pack. The large herbalist wasted no time in doing so, murmuring something under his breath about winter arriving soon before lifting Soot up by her scruff.
The Gods permitting, this pack might be just what Soot was looking for...