Hazelnut

Background needed: [USA] Colorado - Elk Mountains

Hazelnut breathed in the warm air of the den while opening her bleary eyes. The air smelled like warm milk an the sounds of soft laughter and gentle hushes of mothers lulling their puppy's back to sleep filled the den. Hazelnut looked around and met eyes with a tawny and white female.

"Hazelnut! You're up!" She spoke in a slightly hushed voice.

Hazelnut nodded. "Good morning to you to Morel. Have you ladies been up for a while gossiping or did you just wake up?" She said, scanning the various forms of sleeping and slitted eyed wolves.

"We just woke up, but it's never too early to talk," chuckled a blueish colored wolf, small little bundles of fur nursing at her belly. Morel leaned closer to where Hazelnut lay.

"Clover started it," she whispered with a smile, earning a swift bat of a paw at her ear by Clover.

The pale dawn light that was seeping through the mouth of the den faltered. The silhouette of a wolf appeared followed by a soft and deep, "good morning ladies."

A chorus of voices greeted the wolf and Hazelnut cast a loving gaze their way. "Good morning Vulture." She wormed her way through the throng of mothers and puppies until the cold air hit her nose.

"You slept well?" Vulture asked.

Hazelnut nodded. "You?"

Her mate nodded back, and with their fur brushing side by side, they made their way to the herbalists den.


- Is one of the original wolves in the pack, having arrived during Honeys reign
- Is a pup favorite due to her overall personality and knack for storytelling
- Smells like soft bedding, warm milk, honey, and hazel
- Gives off sweet southern aunt vibes
- Is very down to earth, but was supposedly more rambunctious when she was younger
- Is mates with Vulture, and mothered several members of the pack
- Is mother to Fox & Dog, the first and only polycephaly in the pack