You feel pretty confident that you've managed to infiltrate the area without any wolves from the local pack detecting your presence. That arrogance starts to wither, though, when you sense that someone's watching you. Warily looking toward a nearby knoll, you freeze. A brown-and-cream she-wolf, rigid and alert, stares intently back at you. At the sight of a snarl curling her lip, you decide to make a hasty retreat.
Hawthorn was the first wolf Freesia ever welcomed into his pack, and she has loyally stood by his side ever since.
Her observant personality has made her an excellent pupsitter, and her discipline, intelligence, and faithfulness to the pack has made her Freesia's most trusted (and perhaps most beloved) packmate. When Freesia is not around to give orders or answer questions, the pack knows to look toward Hawthorn for direction.