Callie, lingering in the shadows, was torn on staying hidden or stepping out to join. On the one paw, she got a kick out of standing aimlessly in the shadows to listen in-but on the other, she could finally have a pack.

Fortunately, she didn't need to decide. Callie's paw snapped a twig, and both wolves looked down her. She sighed and stepped out. Hey, I'm Callie. Would it be alright if I joined this pack?