Donoma

*after some long and rather uneventful travel time the pair arrived on the mountains around Howling hills*

Mai sighed "this must be very hot for you right now isn't it?" she questioned

"we should, my old territory a stream that supplied us with life. So maybe it can give us life, and freedom as wolves...not a pack of dogs" Mai said with a shaken horse tone in her voice. She sighed "we should probably rest on the alpha hill in this territory," she said before heading down the hill with a quickened pace.

"I'm upset that things had to end in the way they did. They have become a pack of weak dogs" Mai sounded distance when she said this.


you could tell she was heading for a hill not too far away, the whole territory looked much greener and luscious then the other desert lands, there was a sweet fresh smell that Mai's scent was blending into. her footsteps were dead silent and if it weren't for your eyes she was invisible.

"This was my old home, I'm sure now you can see why I loved it so it's given so much life to so many and its a shame to see it go to waste." she sighed and looked down. " the water her is sacred because of how much it has given. It has been here all along for an uncountable amount of years. It has supplied us life since the age of direwolves when this pack was founded. we drink from the source of the alphas of old," Mai was at the edge of the water looking at her reflection as the words "and I suppose, the last alphas." slipped out from her mouth, Melancholy sweeping over her.

"I suppose" Mai gave as a short reply. " perhaps we should settle in for a nap. Doing anything during the day can be awfully taxing, follow me." she gracefully leapt over the stream and landed on the other side.

A couple of yards away there was a clear path running up the side of a small hill, upon closer inspection there are paw prints in the stone, two distinct sets one HUGE, larger then one of your paws, the other small and closer to Mai's size; However, Mai's paws were too small to fit into either set. On the sides of the path you notice dog pawprints, old, but not like they were made of stone, these were simply set into mud ages ago and now dried up as a remnant of the past and the tragedy of a rainy night a long time ago. Mai clearly was avoiding looking at the mud prints beside her and avoided stepping in the stone prints below her.

"this pack was ancient. Direwolves left these prints, and their descendants walked with them carrying their burdens as equals. Direwolves died out, however, their prints remain. these prints were left by alphas, mothers, and fathers of the future of the pack. alphas are chosen for the most part but there are contributing factors and certain characteristics that most alphas have white stripes from their ears down their backs, the sons and daughters of alphas tend to have these anyways but the whiter the stripe means they will be greater at leading, at least that what the elders would say." Mai kept her eyes forward and heart set.

"There's no telling how old this pack was around for, all we know is that we were direct descendants of Scarlet, the first red wolf alpha," Mai looked upward only for her eyes to meet the end of the path and a shaded natural pavilion made of rock. "lets rest here," she said with a slight yawn.