New Blood in The War for Power

[size=large] Lunar was grateful of Iris, the juvenile she wolf who accepted her into the pack. She was tired of running from the past and ready to face thr future and whatever it may bring head on. Her breaths were heavy and her sides ached in pain from the run, but above all else she had the unmistakable feeling of belonging again. Lunar had not yet met the rest of the pack but knew this was going to be her new sanctuary. This time whether it be humans or wolves she will not back down or run. She will stand tall and fight.

Lunar heaved a sigh as she leaned back on her haunches to sit. Her multicolored coat softly ruffling in the light breeze. Yellow eyes half closed, take in the area around her. From the trees to the rocks, to the birds in the trees singing joyful songs. A yawn fought its way on out as she curled her tail around her rump and finally relaxed in the sun. The breeze carrying her new scent mixed with the warm scents of the earth across the territory.[/size]