NorthWind pack of the Rocky Mountains held home of the largest wolves. Their size the closest to that of a Dire; however, just an inch off. The very well respected Alpha Pair, Baileyi and Stormy, we're known to hold these lands for centuries. Fighting off all other rival packs from large wars to small battles for territory. 'Mongst all of the chaos, and sometimes serene moments, Henna became heir to the ranks. The first born to a litter of five pups. Kelayuri, Levayen, Levaylen, and Autura. All of them were bred to train. To learn the ins and outs of the Mountains resting just behind their den. Though, Henna had the worst of it all. Days and nights turned into months and years of fighting, climbing, hunting and so on. There was no time for play. The only bonding time she would receive from her pack or family would always be during meals and hunts. Henna grew up slightly bigger than the rest. A full blown black wolf with silver eyes that held old knowledge and high wisdom. Muscles profound under the heavy dark coat, she was a pure dire timber wolf breed. Her temper one not to be reckoned with nor tested. At the adult age of 3, Henna was chased from her pack. Not wishing to take over the NorthWind line, the alphas grew angry and fought their daughter. Leaving a scar across her left eye as a reminder. Now a rogue, she wonders in hopes of claiming her own territory or to forever be known as a Lone Wolf.