friendship?

The young pup would look up at the sky, it was filled with the tops of trees. The trees were so much bigger than her or any other wolf for that matter. She would lower her gaze and look around her, she was alone. Her mother had died and she didn’t know what to do, she wasn’t old enough to hunt or fight. She would have thought to look for a pack if she knew what they were, her mother being a loner she never really needed to know what packs were. The danger of being alone finally hit her, this was not a good state to be in. Elthia would shiver a bit in the cold air and whisper to nobody in particular, “Help.”