Porcupine Ridge dorsatum

Anwyl had been exploring the territory, his new home. Taggarik had just recently accepted him into the pack, but Anwyl was already feeling better than previously. Pack life meant safety, and the yearling male loved having a sense of security. He hoped that maybe soon, he'd get to meet more of his new pack mates and maybe even make a friend. Anwyl smiled at the thought. Coming to Teekon Wilds seemed to have been the right decision.

The silvery male smiled to himself, humbled by the idea of a new family. However much he missed his old one, he knew he had to move on. Snow fell gently off of the trees onto his pelt, which glistened in the light. A sudden howl pulled him out of his daydreams, and he recognized two of them to be Taggarik's and Capriccio's, the other's wasn't familiar.  The wolves of Porcupine Ridge were claiming their territory. Anwyl chimed in as well, his young voice mingling in with those of the older wolves. This land was theirs now, and it was official.