.Javelin.

The male wolf was shivering as he strode across the snow-covered ground, his coat thick and dull for winter. Lifting his muzzle, Javelin called to his mate, Nina. It had been months since the birth of her other pups, and Javelin wished to sire her pups. There first pups as mates. Javelin looked around, the alpha knowing his whole pack was still mourning for the loss of Hera.

Nina

Nina was sunnying on a rock when she heard a howl. She recognized it as Javelin and he was calling to her. Getting up she went to where he was wondering what he wanted. She came up to nuzzle him smiling. She was in season, and wished to have pups with him as well. She understood he was still upset about his mother, but she didn't know what she could do for him. Since he was her alpha she made sure to keep her head and tail lowered. However she didn't know what role this gave her in the pack since she was his mate.