Respect The Elders
Ghostly white wolf stops at the edge of the territory`s boundary. Candy`s nose quivers as she sniffs the grass, the scent of a pack abound. The slightly gray strands of hair between her eyes is the only sign that goes to say that the wolf was not born white. Indeed, the wolf was black, but time took it`s course. Now she lifts her snowy white muzzle to the darkening sky, howling to pack to show her presence there, and slowly walks into the territory. She keeps her eyes and ears alert, though her eyes truely are not what they used to be. She glances around, sure of her purpose. She had come to the agrred upon destination between herself and the one they call Nekhbet. But she had also come in search of a home. She had been the second and last alpha of the legendary Minskahi and its Snow Wolves, nay a respected member of her daughter`s birthplace; Skoki Valley. The feeling crept in her that none of this would matter here.