Phoenix Maplewood That's how the rumors began.

Paws ached as she moved without rest for quite some time. No one disturbed the routine, until the soft sound of tiny paws gradually walked beside her and the scent of one much younger then herself. While keeping pace, she bent her head down to look at this unfamiliar pup. Desdemona had met two others, Timberlake and Kasatka, but not this one. She hadn't had the faintest idea of how many Morningside had, but she felt a slight ache now they are without a leader, and the necomers needed to protect these pups.

Her gaze was detatched without a mothers warmth, but she eased off of the glare that the dark wolf held earlier. She gave the pup a nod of acknowledgment, and Desdemona adjusted her pace so he could keep up.