Azra

Azra again approached the lands; she had much to think about. The decision was difficult, but one she had to make. Unaccustomed to hard decisions, she took longer then one might. She had no great feelings for Tesla of right now, but he was the first to greet her. And oh how she would love to be in a pack again, but would be the same with just one other pack? Sure, it would grow, but would she be expected to have pups with the alpha? She could commit to that right now. She hardly knew the wolf.
The small she wolf wondered the prairie, thinking of the decision she was asked to make...

They call me Azra

I am a Grey Wolf

My coat shows grey and white

I have seen 3 winters

I belong to no pack

My love is no one

Azra

Azra stopped as an almost complete decision came to her. It would not be the same to go back to a two member pack, nor did she want to commit herself to something the alpha may ask just now. Tesla, he was fun. Though she was afraid she may hurt him again when another, better offer for membership of a big pack came to her. She sat down in frustration. She could not leave Tesla and go on in a pack life, she would feel miserable. Tesla was her decision; she stood up quickly in new hope. She looked around, but where did he go? He fled so quickly… she sighed as she realized she must go back to the dump to find him. She suddenly bolted, as if all evil was behind her, she must move quickly before his scent was disappeared forever…