The hunting pack is on the move, and now we are splitting up, into our five factions.
My faction is made up of me, Lisad, Judiah, and Kigod.
My favorite wolf in this group is Kigod. He is funny and makes lighthearted jokes often, trying to lighten the mood as we pass by the places where we found our slain pack members.
I stop and take a moment to sit in front of Rurha's resting place. Not to grieve, but to honor the life that he lived, no matter how short.
I take a bone that I carved something on and put it in the ground next to where we buried him.
My moilen, I forever hold you in my heart, and may you leap and prowl about in the golden fields of the Beyond.
After circling his place 4 times, as is the customary sign of respect, I rejoin the group and we move on.
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The Silver Wolf
FantasyAn account of life as a wolf through the eyes of a female wolf named Akida Shadowhunter
