Prologue
The old female wolf was tired. Oh how she limped through the masses of snow and ice as she nearly begged for death. Icy wind more than whipped past her wild winter mane. Her pack was whining behind her, Her paws ached, and she was ready to end this impossible journey, but she could not, for the pups in her belly needed to survive.
She
needed to survive.
Suddenly she knew she needed to distract herself. She bundled up her courage and carried herself through many memories of her pup years. Sadness grounded through her as she remembered all of the painful things, but there were happy ones too...
