Momma was dead. The fact was hollow in the young pups mind, and her normal curious nature had muted considerably. She'd stood silently as Daddy had disbanded the pack and trailed along at the back of her siblings beside Greek, her tail hanging dejectedly in the dirt. What would they do without Momma? They had walked for ages it seemed, and she thought her paws would soon fall off. Whenever she'd stop- Greek would nudge her, letting out an impatient grunt. Bellona loved Uncle Greek, but he seemed so grumpy since Momma died. Would he ever tell her stories again? Finally Daddy stopped and Bellona hung back dejectedly as he let out a call. She kept to herself beside Greek- until a strange wolf showed up. Her fur bristling slightly she approached from around her siblings, to stand beside her daddy, who had fell down. "Daddy!"She whined, nuzzling at his muzzle. She then looked up at the strange wolf Daddy was talking too. She gave this stranger a rueful glance. Was he supposed to replace Momma? Why did he smell funny? Would he hurt Daddy? "Who're you?" She asked bluntly, her tone flat and her eyes guarded as she looked up and up at the big bluish wolf. She didn't get why they needed another pack. Regium hadn't saved Momma from the bears.. so what would another pack do for them?