Silver Light

As they said in her past, she looked like a silver light from the heavens. They said that she was an angel from the heavens. But she never belived it. All the wolves in her life. left her, or tryed to force her. She always thought she was a hated wolf. Everytime she tryed to join a pack they chased her away. This is where she was now. On a border of a pack, yet again. Why she was a wolf that never, ever gave up. She will keep trying tell she, Silver Light will find a pack, she will belong in. Her paws went closer and closer to the terra. She looked like she was a claim wolf. But inside she was nevous and scared. The sun slowly peeped out of the clouds and made her snow white pelt simmer in the summer rases. As she walked right by to the border she let out a deep beautiful howl asking to join...

White Flame

The brute stopped as he was going back into his pack lands, and looked at the fae. "Come on!" He barked for her.

Silver Light

Her head slowly turned and she looked at White Fang. She walked forward but stopped at the border line. She smelled he was part of the pack but not a high rank. She slowly took a step into the beautiful terra. She walked a little closer to the brute. She followed deeply (far away) behide.