Horizon Ridge Light at the End of the World

The chocolate female hadn't had much expirence being in a pack. While she was raised in a pack it still had been two years since she had relations with one. She kept to herself besides one conversation with a sickly ebony wolf who deemed him Kennedy. The female chose to sleep away from everyone else. Choosing instead a patch of trees near the sand dunes that sprinkled themselves around their territory.

The female was an excellent hunter, even as a lone wolf she had survived two years living solely off her own prey and scraps of predators. Hunting for the pack came easy to her,because of that she spent most of her free time hunting. She filled up the pack catche with small mammals and on occasion small sickly deer who would have died on their own anyway.

On this day the dark female had hunted a few rabbits, and fed herself with one, placing the other in the pack catche. After finishing the mammal she chew quickly on the bones looking to pass sometime in a world that offers you too little. There the female laid on the rain soaked dirt in sparse wood growth, nawing on the bones of her past eaten prey.