Otter Mountain Pack

You trot through the forest, dead leaves crunching under your paws. You've been walking for a very long time, and your stomach begins to growl, sounding like an upset black bear you encountered earlier.

You hear leaves crumbling somewhere nearby, and a wolf emerges from a bush. They also appear to be a bit tired, their tongue drooping out of their long scarred muzzle.

The wolf looks directly at you, their nicked ears perking up. Slowly, they approach you.

"Hello," the long furred hound begins. "My name is Valerian, I'm the lead wolf of the Otter Mountain Pack, we live in these woods. What are you doing here?"

You explain that You've been traveling for ages, and didn't notice any of the many scent markers in the area. Valerian looks at you, her eyes filled with sympathy.

"You must be exhausted, poor thing! Why don't you come to our camp and rest?"

You nod, and began to follow the gray leader through the forest. The two of you pad into a large grassy clearing, surrounded by massive trees. There are three deep dirt tunnels, which function as dens for the wolves. Pups frolic around in the tall grass, chasing bugs. Many wolves are having conversations with one another.

You look around in awe, and as you step into the camp, a few wolves stop what they're doing to start at you. However, they don't appear to be aggressive, and soon return to their previous action.

"How about you grab something to eat from the prey hole, you must be famished," Valerian suggests, pointing towards a hole in the ground, filled with carcasses.

You walk over to the food-filled pit and pick out a large stoat to eat. It tastes amazing, especially since you couldn't remember your last meal. After finishing the stoat, you climb out of the trench and lay down in the clearing to rest.

Pack Lore Doc: TBA

Emoji Key:
💞: Romantic Personality
⭐️: Friendly Personality
🔥: Aggressive Personality
💨: Stoic Personality