She remembers when it was just her and her mate, Vulture. How the black wolf would rush off to check their territory.
She remembers as new pups flooded their land, too fast to handle...
She remembers when Vulture left her, starving.
She had to build the pack from the ground up, carefully constructing.
Then, the husky-turned-wolf dog, Grimes, appeared on her doorstep. He adored her, as she adored him. No, she would never forget Vulture, her first love- but she would remember Grimes, her second.
Was the first leader- Led the pack into starvation and caused the breaking of the pack. She built it back up, and luckily managed it better. One of her three pups died in the famine, another taking a vow to never mate, due to her becoming Herbalist, leaving their last pup, Feathered Hound, as the heir.