Snowfall

This one wolf hunting party had the skills required to be good at any and all hunting roles. The pack has never found a wolf who could match Snow's prowess as a Chaser, Stalker, Finisher and Tracker. Snowfall just seemed to do it all with a skill and finesse that cannot be understated.

Despite her prowess as a hunter, Snowfall's skill in motherhood left much to be desired. None of her pups have ever survived to adulthood and Snow is too old to ever breed again. Her only puppy to make it to see their second year (Glacierfall) died as a result of injuries sustained when trying to hunt down a moose. Since Glacierfall's death, Snowfall had distanced herself from the little ones of the pack, preferring to keep her bad memories and supposed curse away from them.

In terms of relationships and status, Snowfall was generally well liked among the pack. She was close friends with her fellow hunters and had developed a very strong bond with the scout, White Feather. The two have been there for each other through every trial and tribulation. They were each other's most trusted confidant, their rock and other half. And yet, Snowfall had repeatedly declined her lover's
offers to officially become his mate. White Feather strongly wanted to raise a family with her, however Snowfall never had the heart to tell him that she's no longer able to have another litter. She also knew that the pack leader would NOT take kindly to her former mate attempting to find love elsewhere and would view it as an attempt to overthrow her. Thus Snowfall kept her distance as a result. Too in love to break things off, but too afraid to take that next step.

She died as mysteriously as her children did. She went out to hunt as usual. A surprise blizzard rapidly engulfed her hunting party, quickly turning an ordinary hunting trip into a desperate struggle for survival. As her namesake blinded her packmates, Snowfall was lost forever amongst the swirling ice and howling wind. Was this fate? Poor luck? Or something more sinister?