Larksong Grotto Forget the flowers

Eslani moved swiftly to her alpha's voice. Once finding him, she joined in, her ghostly voice unmistakable. It was hauntingly beautiful, like a singing ghost. It ended in a low note before dissolving. She howled again, waiting fro another to join in. Her heart thundered with happiness, for she had a pack and a rank now, wolves to protect. Future sisters and brothers of this pack. A possible mate...She had never had such an opportunity as a loner. The scarlet raven smiled and warmth spread through her body. She would make this the best pack out of any in the wilderness. No wolfpack, not even sleeping dragon, could beat them down. Her calls of claim were ultimately voiced to them, angered by their cold actions. Eslani, of course, deep down respected that greatly, but in the moment with her own pack, she saw them as rude and cold. Eslani could be cold, but would never try to kill a wolf because of such a simple mistake.