Far off in the distance, the sound of a lonely, sorrowful howl could be heard. It was Ted. He was out hunting in the night, but wasn't having very good luck at finding anything. He was hungry, but for a Loner, getting food was hard. He sat there looking up at the night sky thinking of his past, and of a mate he had at one time, but lost. He again let out a lonely, sorrowful howl. Each time he howled, he poured out both his loneliness and his sadness into it. Any human would of called his howl the most beautiful, but they would never know the reason.