Lost Creek Hollow Poison and Whine

Whether it was meant to be an insult or not, Leto snickered at the comment. "Of course not - I was much better back home." She responded, flicking her tail upwards as she began her trek towards the stream.

"I was encouraged to leave though. It was just me, my parents, and my siblings." She began her explanation, recalling the open territory she used to reside in. "My littermates each left when they were a year old, but I took another twelve moons or so. They wanted me to build my own life."

Leto was admittedly unhappy to have left, but she understood that it was necessary. You can't leech off of your parents forever - or well, you could, but eventually you'd be out of luck. It was better to meet other wolves and find a new pack, one where she would be taken care of when she grew old, and be able to continue her bloodline.