Dawn

"You wrap it like this- fold the corner like this- then secure it. Perfect!"

Dawn held out her bundle of herbs on a leaf wrap, her heart soared at her mentor's praise. She set it down, unable to smother a proud, toothy grin. Dawn made her way to a cleft in the rocky den and stuffed the wrap into it. Her paws fit into the trodden soil that the other herbalists had walked over before her. She walked back to the mouth of the den and sat down. The other adolescents tussled in the clearing outside, the pups watched in awe from the whelping den.

"These wolves will be all your responsibility," Rudeneja spoke, sitting down next to her apprentice. Dawns chest tightened in a mixture of fear and pride. The older red wolf smiled down at her.

"You'll be ready in no time."


- Zones out rather often, possibly due to the stress of her job, but there are rumors spread by younger wolves that she is communing with the ancestors
- Greets everyone with a slow blink and a kind smile, followed by a gentle "hello there"
- Started her role as an herbalist rather early due to the previous herbalist dying sooner than expected
- Takes kindly to pups, most likely due to starting her role at a young age
- Has tiny little sayings such as "oh well," or "well I'll be!" or "hello there dears"
- Has very expressive ears and a guilty pleasure of eavesdropping
- Is often called the mother of the pack, even in her youth
- Chuckles to herself a lot
- Talks to herself when she's stressed