Moonspear i, robot... you, jane

There were new children. 

Mira was not sure how she felt about this. On one hand, they were not her siblings- why were they here, in the rendezvous? On the other hand- she had bested her sister and brothers, and wondered if she could establish herself above these ones too. She would damn well try. Alpha of her litter, she thought herself- now she had to be Alpha of all the kids. 

And so as Mira slunk along among rocks and grasses that grew between cracks, she finally spotted the little white wolf- unlike any other wolf she had ever seen in color. It was towards this child that she charged with jaws stretched wide, eager to attack unless stopped.