The mysterious white she-wolf stalked through the dark heavenly forest like a predator stalking its prey. She stopped as she saw the other wolf come out of the shadows. "Did you bring the pup?" she asked him. He nodded and gave the white she-wolf the gray pup.

"You look like your sister, Wynter." he told her. She growled. "Do not speak that name." she told him. "Are you sure this plan is going to work?" he asked her. "I'm positive. The pups will think I'm Wynter and they will retrieve her crown for me and I will forever rule StarPack." she barked back. "If that doesn't work-" she looked down at the pup she was watching "-then this pup will persuade them to." she told him and grinned an evil smile.

"What shall we call this pup?" the other wolf asked. "What Pack did you steal him from?" she asked. "I got him from AirPack." he replied. The she-wolf thought for a moment. Above her a storm brewed overhead. She grinned as she thought of the name. "We shall call him… Storm."