Broken Antler Fen On our Doorstep

Brandy stayed quiet till her mother looked at her, watching around the three for any others. When her mother made eye contact, she felt obligated to say something. She liked this piece of land, it was bright and teemed with life. Sebastian seemed trustworthy, and he gave off a good vibe to the young wolf. "I like it here too, it's lively and happy." The bronze and red female smiled, tail wagging. She'd never had a real home, she'd been traveling all her life. She didnt know what life in a pack was like, but she was determined to adapt and do the best she could. Her mother told her all about the ways of packs, how most seemed to work. Brandy had high hopes of being a great warrior, maybe even beta or alpha one day. The thought of starting a pack here with a bunch of other wolves excited Brandy, but she didnt realize the hardships of which an alpha went through.