Blackfoot Forest But if you ask me, two's a whole lot lonelier than one

Maja lifted her head, curious of who spoke. Standing up, she followed the scent easily. She saw another white wolf, young, she seemed. "Oh, hey," she answered. Wolves were popping right and left into the pack, and, finally, she had gotten to meeting a few. It might've been a bit scary for the young wolf, seeing that Maja practically popped out of nowhere. But she stood out now, with her bright red fur.