the naming

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I fell asleep in the comfort of my den. Breathing in the sent of fresh leaves dreaming about being a leader of my own pack. I got an idea. Once I got my adult name I would leave to start my own pack (I thought to myself in the peaceful den) then no one could tell me what to do.

I sat down at the top of the rock where I was pushed off of last time. It felt like millions of eyes beating down on me I wanted to wimper then I remembered I was an adult now and needed to stay strong but I knew at heart I was a pup and a scared one.

"May all wolves from all packs gather under queens tooth to announce the naming of another member." My leaders voice boomed. " You all remember last nights meeting and how we have them every no moon, well I have a yearly namer and please forgive me of calling this meeting."
Then my leader grabbed me by the scruff and held me up so all wolves could see me then droped me onto a white deer pelt I was too scared to examine the skin.

"Adya your new full name is.....

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