Whitefish River And when it calls to me

Simmik, Beta. That must mean the male she traveled with before was their Alpha. How strange that only she was sent this time, though the reason for that would soon be shared. Worry was quick to fill the snowy woman's features causing Ira's own brows to furrow. She explained the absence of a pup, Asmoses was his name. One, unfortunately, she did not recognize.

A frown tugged at the corners of her lips as Ira shook her head. I have heard nothing of him. We did take in a stray pup, not much of a talker, though his pelt is dark, not light grey with speckles. While that boy's family was still a mystery, he didn't check off any of the points the other was searching for. Not to mention he smelled like a lone wolf when Orlaith found him. Was there a reason for him to leave?