A young, adolescent wolf padded quietly through the thick snow, paws numb and bleeding from the ice. His red pelt shone bright in the sunshine as he made his way through the tundra. "For being so bright, you're certainly deceiving today." the young wolf mumbled under his breath, trying to distract himself from the bitter cold and how far he had yet to go.
He came from the Ludo pack, which his mother and father led. He was the heir to the throne..the beloved prince. But winter was exceptionally hard on the Ludo pack, forcing the wolves to migrate to warmer territory. At the beginning of the journey, the pack unknowingly entered enemy pack territory. Nearly every pack member was killed, including his parents. His little sister, Nathalia, survived as well. The young male was beaten, bloody and broken, but he somehow managed to get himself and Nathalia out of harms way. "What do we do now?" He thought. Everything they knew was gone. How could he possibly lead them, alone? Days later, he and Nathalia were separated. Now, he's back tracked through the frozen tundra in search of his sister. It had been months now..and she was nowhere to be found.
The young wolf sighed, stopping at a small creek. Amazingly, there was a bit of water running through that had not froze yet from the frigid temperatures. He lowered his white muzzle to the ground, taking a long drink of the freezing water. Suddenly, twigs snapped ahead, and he jerked his head upwards. His indigo colored eyes searched frantically for the source of the sound, and his eyes met a pair of icy ones immediately. The wolf was a large, orange colored male with cold, icy eyes. His ears were forward slightly, but flattened against his skull as a deep growl flew from his lips. "State your business here. You are on my pack border." The beast growled, his icy eyes not leaving the young red male.
"My pack was killed. My sister and I were separated. I'm looking for her.." the young male explained, holding the icy gaze. The other male relaxed slightly, ears flickering forward. "Very well. You are free to come inside the border, to rest or have a meal." He said, his icy gaze shifting to the red male's bloody paws. Yes, he could use a rest.
The young male whined, nodding his head in thanks. "Thank you for your kindness. My name is Dredd." The orange colored male tilted his head slightly, nodding. "I'm Kato. Welcome to Pandora."
