River opened her eyes and glanced around outside. The howls of wolves drifted to her ears. She cocked her head, thinking about what they were saying.
"On this full moon, we, The Forest Pack, as always, are strong. Do not trespass on our land. We are large pack of great strength. We will protect our land and our prey. We are like one. We know each other, we are close, we understand each other. This is our home, and our land."
It was the usually, the Forest Pack was, like every full moon, proclaiming they`er ownership of the land. She loved to study the Forest Pack, they were a peaceful pack, who tolerated her and Trodaire watching them. Though they were not afraid to fight other wolf packs who threatened them. She admired that these beautiful wild animals knew their place, something she envied.
The rain began to beat down harder, and she backed up a few steps, sighing as the rain grew louder and it became harder to hear the wolves.