Mystic

Mystic, the young dark female, has been separated from her pack. She burrows under an evergreen to go to sleep.

Firewalker

The alpha male pads over to where he smelt a new wolf. He gave a short woof to let the wolf know he was here. Followed by a short growl, to let her know she was trespassing on his terra.

Mystic

The young, apprehensive wolf attempts to back off, but stumbles as her leg is injured.

Firewalker

The masculine woofs softly. "You don't have to be afraid. I'm not going to hurt you. What's your name?"

Mystic

Intimidated and apprehensive, the young wolf responds, "I'm Mystic. I know I'm out of my territory. I'm alone and hungry."

Firewalker

He smiles. "Hello there. I'm Firewalker. You are welcome to join this pack. And I can get you some food if you like."