Moonspear Moonsetter

The smell of familiar wolves. That's what filled Echo's lungs as she had reached the edges of the territory. A howl escaped the clutches of her throat as she announced her arrival and the wanting of an alpha. She was ready for a pack again. A smile stretched across her lips and her tail wagged to show that she was friendly and obviously excited to meet someone. Her body was almost shaking from how happy she was. Her mind had felt like a puppy once again. The wolf didn't even notice that her feet had been pawing on the ground, something she used to do when she was extremely nervous.Her eyes were bright like a pup that had just discovered something new. It was almost laughable at how childish she was.