Winter's Grace

Indra peaked around at the mountainous region, her mouth agape at everything. Sniffing around, the white female couldn't detect any wolves around her. She'd been searching for a pack for a long time. It was about time she ran into territory. Looking around again, Indra sat down on the border so she could hopefully make a decision that could possibly effect her whole future.

Finally deciding that she'd join, Indra stood up on her small and light frame before throwing her head back into a howl, letting others know about her position. Hopefully she wouldn't get chased out, jumped, or anything else bad or harsh.

"Might as well," she mumbled quickly before slowly padding into the territory, looking back with a sorrow face. "No turning back now," Indra spoke boldly to herself before turning on her thin legs and walking towards the rocky and mountainous terrain.