Blackfeather Woods Welcome to the Black Parade

@Grimnir This takes place after the storm after everyone explored the new land.

Cyn wandered around Blackfeather Woods. She had been doing this a lot lately. The ground was almost always muddy and felt mushy. This had displeased the wolf since she always preferred to be clean, but nowadays mud was always caked in between her paws. All  of  the mud and sand around ponds and water  was now very soft and almost unable to get to for Cyn.

Hate was what fueled through Cyn's blood when she thought about the land. She had been sleeping here and there since she joined the pack. Her fur was usually up on its ends lately. She didn't like all of this change forced upon her which made her adapt to the new terrain. She hadn't talked to pack members a lot since the storm, that was because she didn't want to talk to anyone. The Alphas were the only exception to her not talking to everyone.