Dawn's Horizon Pack

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒞𝒶𝓂𝓅

You find yourself wandering through the snow. Brittle grass pricks at your already sore pads. The wind nips at your extremities, bringing a faint numbness to your body.

You've felt alone in this frigid place; convinced you'd be alone until you heard the faint howling of wolves. With newfound vigor, you bound towards the voices.

You've stumbled upon a pack, living far away from most others you've encountered.

You're approached by a damsel, adorned in glowing beads. Blue tendrils extend from her ears and tail; eyes glowing fiercely. She looked otherworldly, blue specks clinging to her pelt. You found yourself unafraid, relaxing as she made her approach.

"Welcome dear stranger, care for a look around?"

She leads you into a bustling camp and you're met with an unexplainable warmth. The damsel sits down with you in the center of it all, gesturing with a paw or nod of her head as she speaks.

"Those rocks there are home to our Alpha. A grey dame that founded this place and welcomed us into her home. Breeze adores sunning on the rocks, the warmth making her feel closer to our Goddess."

"Our mentors reside within the thicket there, granted peace and safety after living their lives to the fullest. The wise are to be respected, and we provide them safety the same way they provided it to us."

"Those brambles hold our hunters. Teams are made when we are young, our Beta sorting wolves with our Alpha's guidance. These teams become our life until we can no longer safely aid in the hunt."

"These rocks are home to our scouts. It's customary here that when a trainee comes of age they first must learn the lay of the land before joining their forever hunting team. You'd start here should you make your home with us."

"That burrow protects our trainees. As the future of the pack, they are granted the best opportunities we can provide them. They consistently venture out with our scouts and when they come of age they'll mentor the next generation."

"The nursery is here, which is where you can of course find our queens, pupsitters, and the pups themselves. Our sitters are on constant watch and aid the queens with their young."

"The tree holds the den of our healer and any sick or injured packmates we may have at the time. Sage can be found gathering herbs around the camp typically."

"Finally, dear stranger, this den is for those who need a place to stay before moving on. We're not cruel, everywolf needs a safe haven to rest and regain their strength."

She gives you a gentle smile, slightly bowing her head as she stands.

"With that our tour is complete, and I have provided you with the basic knowledge of our home. Should you wish to learn more seek out the healer, they'll tell you a story should you wish."

With those final words, she pads away, leaving you to decide what to do next.

𝓟𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓗𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂

You find yourself wandering towards the tree, peeking your head within the den it held. You find a grey damsel bustling around with various plants, humming to herself as she went about her tasks until she took notice of you.

"Oh hello! You must be new yes? I'm the pack's healer, they call me Sage."

You nod, politely bowing your head before taking a seat with her. You tell her of what you've learned thus far and politely ask for a story.

"A story dear traveler? I have many but I think you'll find this most interesting…"

The Tundra is an unforgiving place that the wolves knew all too well.

The frigid temperatures could shake even the largest wolves to their core. When the snow gets too deep, hunting becomes difficult. Plants are scarce, making injuries and illness an almost guaranteed death sentence.

"The Tundra is unforgiving, but it's also home. "

What started as a ragtag group of deserters were met with a choice from what could only be described as a Goddess.

"That night had been cold, Breeze huddled close to her companions. She was restless, gray hues set on the horizon. Hunger pricked at her bones; exhaustion made it hard to continue."

Then, there was warmth. It started slowly, and grew with the sun that crested over the once dark horizon. From the light emerged a damsel surrounded in light. Flames licked at her fiery orange fur yet didn't burn her. Her wispy, golden hues danced over Breeze and her companions.

Breeze felt the exhaustion leave her body, as she rose to meet the stranger. She had a gentle sway to her walk, the end of her tassel dragging flames through the air. The snow melted underneath her paws.

Breeze met her gentle gaze and couldn't help the slight wag of her gray tassel.

"Greetings young one."

Her voice was soft, gentle, yet powerful. It filled Breeze with an air of safety that she wanted to lean into. Some of Breeze's companions began to stir, staring at the stranger with the same air of trust and curiosity that Breeze had.

"Please, follow me if you wish."

So those who had awakened followed in her pawsteps, followed her across the land with newfound strength.

The stranger taught them how to survive in this frigid place. The cold no longer pierced their weary limbs. Instead, it billowed around them in wisps, cooling their muscles after the hard work they put forth to prove themselves.

When they were ready, the damsel gave a simple instruction, her light growing brighter.

Search for the Horizon young ones, your journey has only just begun…

𝓟𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓛𝓪𝔀