Phoenix Maplewood Before The Light Of Day

The man stood outside the freshly marked border of Morningside, his head bowed low in exhaustion and tongue lolling out the side of his mouth. It had been a difficult task to track down the pack after the fire. He and Valette had noticed the smoke the day it started, and with haste he left to find them, curious as to what became of their allies and if they were in need of help.

Pacing back and forth across the grass, the man waited for any wolves to patrol the border. However, he was tired and was eager to return back to his pack. Back to Valette. With a deep breath, he turned his head to the sky and let out a low, longing howl for anyone to reply to.