Belladonna stepped up to the pack borders. A place called Nightingale, with three different outlying female scents marking it. Two past alphas, and one current one.

Bella was turning to an adult today. She also now has eight tails, and had discovered a propensity for making the space around her dark on and off. She walked into the pack meeting. My name is Belladonna, I'm a young adult, and I'm looking for a pack.