Athenadora

The monochrome furred wolf had stumbled across a nice little slice of heaven when she set out to explore the northernmost part of the island. She had passed by several pack territories, but she just kept moving through. She had been trekking over this particular mountain range for two days now, and had finally made it over the ridge. More mountains were in the distance on the west and the eastern coast was lined with beaches and forests, but the real gem was the lush grasslands that were nestled between the two mountain ranges. A river gushed down the mountain into a lake. The wolf could see the herd of animals grazing the grass, completely unaware of her predatory gaze.

She looked at the grey male beside her. His vibrant blue eyes locked onto hers and he offered her a lupine grin.

"I think we found our new home Athena."

"Yes. Yes we have." She agreed, moving further down the mountains.

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The pack prospered under the leadership of Athenadora and their numbers grew steadily over the years. As she grew older in age, she chose an heir, one of her younger daughters, Aramis, to train and prepare to lead when Athena would eventually retire.
Aramis's father was a male from a different pack, a short but sweet romance that only had one purpose - pups. Athena had needed to find appropriate males from outside the pack to ensure strong pack members and a diverse gene pool.

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