Lamia

Lamia

"Lilith"

Lamia knew she would lead the wolves confidently wherever they had to go. She had shown excellent aptitude since childhood, and knew this is exactly where she would be comfortable. The rest of the pack knew her well. As the first seemingly mystical glowing wolf she was taken with mixed opinions. Many saw her as a bad omen and a threat. 

Proserpina took time showing them otherwise, and soon after two more glowing wolves followed. Why they were quite young they never questioned. But one was quite smitten from the moment he laid eyes on Lamia. Mykolas, with eyes for no one else this puppy follows her everywhere. Quite to the young alphas annoyance. 

She keeps her distance from almost everyone in the pack, but spends a lot of time patrolling.

It was tradition for female wolves to lead Pack of Fury, that's the way it had been since the founder. When a particular male pup was born Lamia knew he was destined to lead.
Born to her best scouts, was Borealis. With a star dappled pelt and glowing teal eyes, at only 3 months the pup began his rigorous training. Under the guidance of Lamia and Hera, he began to exceed her expectations very quickly.
Months had passed and Lamia took Borealis up to the guiding stone to watch the sunset and reminisce on the old times.
"Soon I will retire," the silver muzzled wolf began, "you're completing your training much faster than anticipated." She chuckled as the adolescent started at her curiously.
"I also suppose that's for the best," she sighed turning to face the sinking sun, "this pack has been ruled by lupess for as long as we can remember. However traditions are subject to change." Borealis started at her incredulously, before he could offer a rebuttal the she wolf broke the silence.
"Take the dragon pendant let it guide you with the wisdom of old, and the compassion of time, and when you are old and grey like me," she chuckled again, "pass it down to the next young one that takes your place. Part of me with always be with you guiding your paw prints."
She stretched as she stood and sighed gazing at the now ever expanding night. "For now let this old wolf rest," with that Lamia loped off in to the night, some say howling for her kin to come join her in her new retirement. Others it was her spirit finally reaching freedom