cantlos, the first moon · claiming howl

Ogoun or Bade'un would fit best. Whatever you need more of i can be.

There had been many rumors of a new pack forming that called themselves Bon Dye. They were have said to have dreams like Vires, reoccuring and unknowing. She knew they must mean something. They were gaining in strength in the BlackFoot Forest some said. After many nights of the same dream, a red raven flying over a purple fire. Circling and cawing, finding these wolves was a necessity.

The first day was hard but not wasted soon she found herself at the edge of the Blackfoot. She slept a good sleep, dreams not awakening her. Soon after the sun had risen a howl echoed through the forest. Vires knew it was one of them. Which one she hadn't an idea, but she wanted in. In reply Vires lifted her silm head and slowly let out a long deep howl. Praying that one of them would find her and help her.