Wheeling Gull Isle Where is everyone?

Onyx yawned and stretched. She looked at the sky. It was almost midday. She got up and accidentally bumped her head on the tree root she made her den under. She yelped. Ugh.
So far the pack had not given her any benefits and she had not met any other wolves besides Silvermane and Majesty. Onyx did not know that the two were both gone. She got her seagull from the day when the unfamiliar wolf howled. She had not eaten in a few days, it was time again. She was used to the flavor. It was most of what she had eaten all her life. Onyx wondered if there were any other wolves in the pack. Her mother told her that packs were large. Onyx assumed there were more wolves of Wheeling Gull Isle, but she had met none.