Golden Pines Pack
A king stands before you, piercing orange eyes studying you quietly.
”Welcome to the home of the Golden Pines Pack.” He says, deciding you pose no threat. The lush clearing nestled aside a cliff is warm and homey, the few wolves not on duty chatting as friends. Sitting aside from the rest are a mother and her two pups, one a bold young fellow and the other sitting quietly.
Princes, you decide.
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