In the End there is darkness

The bloodied moon, the darkened sky; clouds cast their glazed over red coloration across the ground. The only enhancement to an un-naturally bloodied and stained ground that she wandered upon. Head lifted into the air, the scent a reminder of home. The pits where the weak and unworthy, or the genetically defunct were tossed like nothing more than what they truely were. A speck and blemish upon the face of the earth, something that was disdainful and weak. Weakness, oh the weakness was horrid in her families eyes; they did not deserve to live nor did they deserve to walk amongst the healthy. Those were the memories of her homeland that she had wandered so woefully far away from. Her own father having ruled the swiftpaw pack in the deep heartlands of the arctic with a land scourged in blood and death. He was not the kind to take kindly to people who could not defend themselves and would toss the pups to the wilderness for a month at a time to test their survival upon reaching a certain age.

The ivory beauty tread her own way across the bloodied ground. White paws gracing the scarce snow that covered the lands. Curves accentuated with each movement, pure white fur developing a red gleam as the moon overhead cast it's softer rays over the earth below. She could smell not only the bloodshed, that stained the earth; but also the scent of others that did not belong amongst the smell. Ears twitching slowly as if listening carefully to the sounds around her, a snarl crossing her lips, since her arrival here she had not smelt one arctic wolf. How could this be, did these others not know the superiority that the arctics held over the other species? It was blasphemous, there was no doubt about it. As much as she might hate it, she knew all to well that she might run into others that weren't of her 'noble' lineage as she liked to call it. Of course, she was the daughter of an alpha back in her home pack; sent out to scout the lands to see if it was conquerable for her family to come in and take over.

She knew her mission, she was to scout and report while herself to gain access and insight into the packs that ran the area. Little did she know that things were quite different in these lands than in her own, so as she pulled herself along she listened intently for any sounds of others that might be lurking in the night as well.