Ceara and her three litter-mates were born into a pack which consisted of mom and dad - the mated pair. The first year of her life went without hardships: few competitors for land or food, good familial relations, not to mention great and youthful fun. The first issues began some time after her first year when her father, Crag, contracted rabies after having a small spar with an infected coyote. Ceara and the others knew little of the disease and underestimated the capabilities of his illness. Initially, there were paltry problems, such as fatigue and lack of appetite. This progressed to mild seizures, and within several weeks, he began to chew at his own limbs and partial paralysis was evident. His mind was unhinging. At that point, there was no denying that Crag was terribly ill, so Ceara and her family morosely left. Without Crag. A fortnight passed and things went smoothly, save for the grevious mourning of Crag. The harmony was disturbed, however, when he showed up at the new densite - Ceara's father followed the family; by then he didn't recognize his mate and pups and had no control over himself. He lashed out at the family, fortunately, however, he did not succeed, failing and collapsing due to his poor health. Ceara, fearful of the illness, bid farewell and dispersed from the family. She was perhaps a year and a half in age at this time. Ceara doesn't know what became of the rest of her family, although she presumes that the healthy remainder of the family dispersed as she did. Afterwards, Ceara traveled blindly through the lands as a loner, stumbling across several packs, although remaining in none. Ceara managed to derive sufficient entertainment from her life as a lone wolf, although she pined for interaction to brighten up her days.