Cassiopeia's View little bird, i have branches above my head

"We are still looking." The elken woman shook her head while giving a pity of a smile, "our land had been burned down, and we had no choice but to flee to here."  She wasn't sure what kind of destiny brought her family to this lands, but it has been interesting, to say the least. Especially since majority of the wolves she came across have been the gray-scale kind, not too many were black or white, but a singular gold man as well.

He was one of the first that was brown, and not of family.

"We hope to find him here."