<i>'I'm gonna do it.'</i> She thought to herself as Shade called for the pack members, mainly the alpha. She had been wanting to do this ever since she ran from her father's corpse, or what was left of it and a bear running after her. But Rosealia was sure she could prove herself to Shade's alpha and prove worthy to the pack. She sat down and wrapped her tail around her paws. In her heart though, she wanted her father with her, telling her what to do like you hear in the stories. But no magical ghost of her father appeared. <i>"Figures."</i> She thought dimly to herself.
Storm clouds drifted ahead, but didn't cry on the willow trees like she thought. The hung there and slowly lumbered along like bears to different areas of the sky. She huffed, wishing the rain would just pour down on her and refresh her and dry mouth. Now that she had thought about it, she hadn't eaten or drank since she got to relic lore, in the beginning. But it would be rude to eat on her future pack's land is she wasn't a packmember yet. It would be a bad first impression.
WILLOW RIDGE FOREVAH!