The pack of seven(including me) was on a hunt, when I spotted another lone-wolf, and I could tell a mile away that it was a male. I approached cautiously and with my ears flat, but still not quite growling, to let him know that I was a fighter, but not that aggressive, and slowly I approached. We became friends to each other quite quickly, and before I knew it, we were out hunting together, alone. I had left the rest of my pack alone to keep them out of danger, but also partly because I was intrigued by this one figure. He asked me my name, and I told him my human name was Emma Ellen, but that I hadn't yet been given my wolf name, and after he gave me a confused look, I told him the whole story. I had expected him to run away after I was done, but he just scoffed at the story about my previous life with Jonathan, and told me that my name was to be Kiyiya, a howling wolf. I asked why, and he responded that it was because he heard my howl on the night it all began, the one Lupin answered. He told me it was the most beautiful one he had ever heard, and he admitted to following me around, waiting for the right time to show himself. I could tell we were going to eventually be mates. Well, hopefully.
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The Silvermoon Hunt Pack and our ways
WerewolfThe girl was what you could call an average 16 year old with a hard life, trying to make the most of it. Until one peculiar night out in the dark woods caught her off guard... I want to try and tell a story with ups and downs, and how family sticks...
