The dark furred wolf, Onyx, wandered aimlessly along the shore, next to the waves. The silence was broken by an unfamiliar howl, obviously requesting some company. She headed towards the source, and soon, she found it- a mottled brown male with deep blue eyes. Good Day, Sir. I am Onyx. Are you new to the Bay? She asked with curiousity. Onyx was the Gamma, and she wanted to know the members of the Bay so she could be respected along with her high rank.