Blacktail Deer Plateau Witchy woman

Ash Paw was a prideful wolf. She was haughty and cruel at times, though she hardly ever meant to be. But her gods meant more to her than any mortal tie. Though she wasn't certain if it was because she loved them fully or if it were simply a loneliness to cling to, but she also didn't wish to delve to deep into the psyche of herself.

Pride clung to him in drapes of silvery soft. Though he didn't preen, he didn't need too. What a pack they were building, of the prideful and the haughty. Those who had farther to fall than most. The pedestals of their own making, higher and higher they grew.

To his one paw step she had to take two or three. It was uncomfortable, but she didn't speak. Instead she listened to his question. one soft ear turned towards him and the voice of hushed whispers. 

Amarok is a solitary wolf, a godling, whom devours those foolish enough to hunt among the shadows of nightfall without his leave. He belongs to Atka and Sos, the great bears.