Sand'Speckle

(Edit the name of your pack into the empty space before you let her go, please don't hold her for ages but also feel free to hand her off to other people after you've written something!)
From: Pack of Soleil
Been with: Pack of Soleil, Mithrandir, The Wintermaw Pack, The Night Sky Pack
Currently With: The Dancing Ray Pack
Sand'Speckle was born and raised with the Pack of Soleil, taking up training with Slush'Pop, learning about medicine at 6 months, and doing pup training the very day she was weaned. She realized she wanted to see the world, explore all the regions. She was jealous of the scouts, they got to run around and see what there is to see. Sand'Speckle hopes to find a new pack to house her, although it seems difficult.

After some exploring, Sand'Speckle came across a wolf named Wanda who offered to let Sand'Speckle stay with her pack. During her stay, Sand'Speckle took a liking to Aegon, one of the packs hunters and gave birth to two of his puppies. While pregnant she also took on the mentor role and spent her days teaching the pack pups.

Having to leave her lover for her next journey she found out that traveling with two pups was rather exhausting. Eventually Sand'Speckle wandered towards a dense forest where she bumped into Alpha Mátalie who was scouting her territory, "Hello! what are you doing out here with pups?" she asked, "I'm a traveler that didn't realize how much of a challenge this would be-" they both laughed "You can stay with me until your pups get big enough to travel". They each picked up a pup and entered the pack between to large trees. Mátalie introduced Sand'Speckle to Callous an elder pupsitter who took the pups off her paws and Sand'Speckle could finally relax before her next adventure.

For the past day, or perhaps week, she had been walking. Through the swamp (fighting water moccasins), through the forests(ducking from bears), and, finally, up a mountain into a cave system. Oh, don't think she's dumb - she could smell wolves, but she was too tired to care. She walked this entire way - with pups. Could you?
When she woke, she heard the gentle clicking of metal and sprung up to see a gently glowing wolf, her pelt lined with white stones on black metal.
SandSpeckle couldn't speak, hiding her sleeping pups behind her underfed frame, her teeth already bared.
The moonlight-surrounded wolf just smiled, showing her more kindness than many other wolves along her journey.
'Calm down, dear. A traveler, are you not?'
She nodded, her stance easing.
'Then we shall take care of you. Perhaps give you a trinket of your stay?' She gestured at the crown that adorned the ear.
'I...guess?'
At some point in her journeys, Sandspeckle left her pups in another pack. She came to the Dancing Ray Pack with a blank slate, and a desire to learn. Sheen accepted her in with open arms.
Sandspeckle gained more skill in the protection of pups, and many pups passed through her care.


From: Pack of Soleil
Been with: Pack of Soleil, Mithrandir, The Wintermaw Pack, The Night Sky Pack, The Dancing Ray Pack

Currently With: Protea Pack

She tails behind Tiberius. Only mere minutes after the other travelling wolf came. Informed that she was out hunting.

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She is traversing through the snow and rocks when she halts. The luminous shadow of a wolf sinks over her and she finds herself face to face with a wolf.
His pelt a gruffy black ticked with grey and a shading of gold. His paws and pelt worn down with age and adventures. Tufts of fur missing and jagged white lines running down his nose, and muzzle. An alpha of a pack if not a very strong loner.

He speaks in an airy voice. It is not malicious and she find herself easing to him.

That is why she finds herself joining Tiberius, his name as he stated, in his journey back to his pack with the promise of hospitality and the ease of her heeds she tentatively accepts. Tailing behind as to make sure he wasn't scheming her murder.
She steps into a clearing the wolf- Tiberius led her to. It's bustling with activity, puppies and wolves minding their business. Acknowledging a wolf she guesses is their herbalist busily working in her own corner. Paws smudged with herb juices.

Later during the day she meets Hera, the other traveller that arrived recently. Her fur is clotted with snow and Sand internally cringes at the discomfort. Thought the other shows no mutual discomfort.

Despite her captivity due to frequent downfalls of heavy snow and impending weather, she eases in. And accepts the role of pupsitter with her knowledge. She listens to a small golden coloured puppy ramble about her destiny. To roam the lands and biomes in hopes of finding another pack.
She listens with interest, hoping the best for the pup and telling her own stories as a traveller.
The puppy races off excitedly with the excuse of needing something. Returning minutes later with two porcelain white butterflies on her head. A gift from The Arctic