Frosty Beginnings

Fracture trod into the sparse plains with the renewed confidence of a wolf with a new home. The ground felt cold beneath his feet, even though the summer sun had chased the frost and snow away. He didn't know a single soul who he'd share this northern territory with, but he intended to put his best paw forward and waste no time learning who these wolves were.

Lifting dark head to the skies he let loose a cheerful howl, though he was exceedingly careful to not sound commanding nor dominant. The sound came out almost infused with a bark, and it ended as abruptly as it started. Surely someone close by would have heard the brief call, and he hoped they might be curious enough to meet their new packmate.