Looking for Acceptance

The sun shined down beaming on the light gray fur of Acacia's back. She was famished and dehydrated, but she was determined to find the pack. "You can do this." she thought to herself, quietly snaking through the trees. Her legs were sore and she was exhausted however, she was strong. She had begun her journey that morning, trying to find or hear at least a distant howl. She was beginning to wonder if she should just return from where she had originated.
But then she remembered.
Home had been lost long, long ago.
She shivered as a soft wind blew, tousling her thin strands. Her ears twitched at every sound hoping to pick up something, anything.