Pack of rising winds

As you trot through the forest, ears pricked up for any noises, you hear a rush of wind  as something runs past you. Your fur bristles as you turn quickly to meet the white and black wolf staring at you, a subtle smile on their face, “Welcome to the Pack of Rising Winds. Here, our wolves bond together underneath the open sky.” 

You blink, tilting your head, though the wolf continues, “My name is Light, I inherited this land from my parents, Storm and Sun. As they say, there’s always light after a storm.” She turns, ears twitching as she takes a few steps forward, looking back at you, “Well? Come on, there’s so much to see, I’m sure you’ll love it.”

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