Hikers boot pack

Greetings from the highway sign

A wolf approaches you with a wag of her tail. You follow her to meet the rest of the group. Will you stay and learn their silly names and customs, or are you just here for a quick visit? Either way, the wolves seem happy to have you.
(Warning: some of my wolves will have names that regard political situations/implications. I apologize if they upset you.)

Current state of the pack

Grief and death hang heavy in the air.. Greg is dead. The trophy, the queen, has fell to age. We feel lost without her company. Many wolves are leaving..
Just shortly after, Spork was stolen. She was the mother of all, and now, she will be the mother of all of the puppies who didn't make it.
Some wolves are eager to escape the reek of death and grief.. maybe one of them will come home with you..