*As you step into a dark circle of trees,an ice cold breeze ruffles your fur.It is deathly quiet,but then you hear padding footsteps.The wind blows up some loose leaves and you shut your eyes.When you open them,a shiny-eyed wolf stands tall above you on a rock.He glares and growls softly.*If you are not part of my pack,I suggest you leave now!!!!*he howls wearily and the tree limbs slash out at you,seeming to try and hurry your stay.As you run down the path,the dust swirls around,and suddenly,the air is full of howling wolves,no longer quiet.The shadows chase you and you take one look back,but the mysterious wolf is gone,just as silently as he came*
Pack Lands
