This is about the behaviour, no dialogue will be used in this fic (Though may include for special characters), it won't be like unrealistic multiplayer

It all began like any other story with one wolf, just one wolf. A young female from the Specimen Pack reached the age of maturity. Her brothers and sisters had all left and now it was finally time for her to leave. Snowdrop watched her younger siblings play with softness in her yellow gaze. Her ears pricked up at the sounds of paw steps thundering on the ground, it was her father returning from a hunt. She took one last look at her birth pack and ran away noticing her father's warning growl behind her

She breathed in deeply as she stepped across the border into a new world; she looked from side to side unsure which way to go first. This was all so new and stressful to her; she lowered her head and flattened her ears, a whine escaped from her mouth. She shook herself and raised her head again scolding herself with a growl. If her parents could see her now they would be disappointed, her mother hadn't raised her so she'd cower whenever anything changed. She lifted her muzzle to the sky and scented the air; the scent of her birth pack was too strong here and masked anything else. She left heading for the hunting grounds, her parents had raised her well, and the moment she became old enough to try they took her to her first lesson on hunting. She wagged her tail at the thought of a chase. She liked to think of herself as quite a strong wolf but fast enough to hunt efficiently

She went to the nearest hunting grounds and sat down scenting many different prey trails, she could smell a recently killed bull elk but she steered clear of that one for she could see a brown bulk in amongst the trees. Snowdrops eyes gleamed, the herd was so close and it hadn't noticed her yet but they would for her white coat wasn't designed for camouflage. She searched the herd for any youngsters but it wasn't the season for calves, her keen eye spotted a cow elk a little away from the herd easy to cut off and catch for it limped every now and then. She dropped into a crouch as the bull of the herd looked her way, slinking away from his view she got into a good position and wanted to laugh as her target moved a little closer. A bird call alerted the herd and they bolted, Snowdrop cursed as she was trapped in a stampede, their dangerous hooves churned up dust getting into her eyes and mouth. She coughed and spluttered and rubbed at her eyes frantically as they stung terribly. Once the dust had cleared in every way Snowdrop took a minute to get her bearings. She scented something else nearby, a wolf!?

Snowdrop caught the herds scent trail and followed it ignoring the competition; the trail led her to a cluster of 4 or 5 cow elk. The bull was nowhere to be seen. She grinned in a wolfish way, her target elk was with them and she kept lagging behind. She used the trees and shrubs as cover, though the dust had coated her fur making it a sort of grey colour. She saw something out of the corner of her eye but ignored it. She sprang forwards and easily separated her elk from the rest as they bolted at the first sighting of a wolf. She growled as bit deeply into its hindquarters and tried to jump onto its back. The elk although injured kept fighting, she bucked and kicked, one hoof came dangerously close. Something else crashed into the elk making it lose its balance and stumble falling to the ground, Snowdrop wasted no time and went for the kill. Her jaws wrapped around its jugular until she stopped breathing. She let go and was surprised to see another wolf there, amber eyes fixed on her kill. She leaped to her paws and snarled; raising her hackles and tail, the other wolf looked confused for a moment then bowed in a playful way much to Snowdrops surprise. Snowdrop scented the air and realised the wolf was a she wolf. The she wolf nearly sighed and bowed again jumping from side to side, her tail wagging. Snowdrops yellow eyes widened slightly, she bowed as well then yipped happily. She tackled the female like she did when she was a pup. This was Dahlia, a black she wolf that looked so much like their father it was scary amber eyes and all. Dahlia pushed her sister off her then stood up. Her eyes went to the kill again and then to Snowdrop. Snowdrop gave a subtle nod and let Dahlia eat before she joined her to get back the energy she'd used on that hunt

Once they'd eaten the sisters looked at each other, Snowdrop nudged her gently and led her away. Dahlia wagged her tail when Snowdrop gave her the invitation to join her. Snowdrop glanced back and looked a little amused, Dahlia never lost her puppy side which made her glad it was Dahlia she'd run into and not Lillian or her brother Foalan. Those two were so proud they'd end up ripping each other apart if she chose to journey with them. Dahlia suddenly took the lead and Snowdrop raced after her. The black female paused and sniffed the air; she lifted her muzzle and howled. Snowdrop stiffened as a howl answered her. Dahlia didn't seem to notice her sister's irritation as she ran to greet a male wolf. The male was a light grey with sharp amber eyes that almost matched Dahlias. The pair exchanged affectionate licks and nuzzles and it was a while before Dahlia remembered Snowdrop. She introduced the male as Storm, her mate. Snowdrop did her best to look happy for her but she felt a stab of envy for her sister's easy search for a mate. The feeling of dislike was mutual for her and Storm, the male looked up and down at the white wolf. He nudged Dahlia and the pair raced away, Dahlia glanced at Snowdrop over her shoulder oblivious to the fact that neither wolf wanted her to follow but Snowdrop would for her sister's sake. She noticed how Storm weaved in and out of the trees, leaping over rocks and ditches. She could see that he was trying to ditch her, she could easily catch them for her speed and stamina was greater than theirs but chose to let them go. She sighed, even Dahlia the wolf who always acted like a newborn pup had changed

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