The little beauty slunk past a trio of maple trees, their leaves slowly turning red. Her breath gusted out in slow clouds, whitened by the chill of the air. She stopped at a border and howled to the wolves of pack Sabertooth.
Anabel was ready. After hiding for a whole season, she was finally thinking about joining a pack. This was the closest one. She could not stand by as Starfall grew and matured, but also lost wolves. Anabel had seen it-whole tropes of wolves falling back out. But why?
She wanted to find out.
But first, she had a pack to join.