How to kill a King

@Burke

There wasn't much that could get the woman to stop from running, but the smell of a pack's borders certainly did the trick. Her sprint slowly dwindled down to a trot while her ears listened for any sign of patrolling wolves, though only the croaking of frogs was heard along with the cries of ravens and crows. A dark and dirty place it appeared to be, much like the marsh the wolfess was born in. Her motherly bond was vanishing each day she was apart from her children and in few months her care for them would be completely gone. Adelina prayed that her children could care for themselves or were fortunate enough to find an older packmate because at only six months of age, the female had little faith they could survive on there own for long.

Already being apart from her children for a month now, Adelina had given up hope in finding any of them. Only the bodies of her three daughters were found after the attack, while her mate lay dead in a pool of blood. In a split second the woman had seen her pride and joy be ripped from her grasp, her pack in pieces and children dead. She had failed them. However while there was little hope for her youngest offspring, Adelina still had a fighting chance, and joining a pack could be the fresh start she needed. With confidence in herself she sat along the southern border and called out for any Alphas or leadership of the pack.