Important Moments of Pack Life

• Pair Bonded to Aphuch


• Mentor


• Half Sibling to Castle


• Proficient Hunter

A Chance Encounter

The soft lullabies of birds echoed through the forest. Padding softly along the she wolf closed her eyes taking in her surroundings. The chorus that sung of her arrival was different than what she was used to. Like every yearling, once she reached maturity it was one her to strike out to find a pack of her own. Unlike most yearlings though, she was often chased or meet with dagger eyes and bared teeth. 'Dirty' or 'Inbred she devil' taunts followed at her back. With a deep huff, she opened her bright violet eyes and admired the glorious afternoon around her. A toothy grin broke out around her face as she raced amongst the sunlight.

I will make it on my own! Or find a pack that values me for me, not my families mistakes. Why did it matter that her parents were half siblings? That was not her sin, but theirs to bear.

Rustling tickled her ears, drawing her attention to a rabbit eating underbrush. Dropping to a low crouch, she eased forward on her haunches. Delicate placement of her paws, allowed for her to creep forward inch by inch. The grumbling in her stomach was a gentle reminder of what lone wolves deal with. It is often difficult to hunt alone, but not impossible. Readying every muscle in her body, the she wolf bounded forward landing on her prey silencing the shriek with sharp teeth. Standing triumphantly with her prey grasped firmly in her jaws, it was then she noticed she was being watched. Brown eyes wide in awe, the amber flecked with white pelt came out from the shadows. The she wolf, pinned her ears back briefly in a warning.

"My apologies for disturbing you, but I…." Softly the male began to speak, "I couldn't help, but admire your technique and your eyes."

Silence roared between the wolves as she remained closed off with ears pinned. Slowly, her ears began to relax as she lowered her head to drop her prize. "Thank you." The whisper escaped breaking the frigid expression she wore. A warmth began to spread underneath her coat. With a gently tilt of her head she parted her mouth to speak again, "I am Eve, what is your name?"

Almost instantaneously, the male bounded forward tail wagging madly as he barked back, "Aphuch".

No one had every embraced her so wholly and willingly before. In awe she dropped into a play bow, mimicking the tail wag. Dancing the two bounded through the forest, continuing their race towards their destiny and future pack.


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