Katara

Katara a white and black speckled wolf pup walked along the side of the dirt and snow covered road. She wasnt hungry or tired or thirsty. In fact she was the opposite of those. She was completely healthy and almost a teen. She stopped and looked around ''This is the place I would like to live'' She said. She looked around, no wolf seemed to be around at all. She smirked. She sat in the middle her gray part of her fur only showing. She looked around her dark brownish gray orbs were dull as she was the one to let her family die. And thats one reason she became the bitch she is today. She growled and made sure to check the scent again. No other thing seemed to be roaming. Just the scent of gasoline in the air. She knew that very well though and could scent anything through it.

Her tail wrapped around her body for warmth. She was petite and almost a teen in exactly one day she would. She honestly couldnt wait. She could take on a mate at that time and be friends with older wolves and not little bitty pups. She growled at the thought of the little pups. She was really ready for anything and she was not going to let anyone ignore her.