Through my life, family had meant a lot. Since my birth my father and mother were there for me we were pretty much together the whole time. It was lonely sometimes for my mother had only myself and there were no more pups. But we were pretty happy together. They helped me in my decision to become a warrior and they had been there for me when needed. In sad moments, in happy moments. We had our fights and even ignored each other sometimes, but in the end we all came back and apologized. The loss of my family shook my ground pretty badly. Months hurting for them and a trauma, that is what that rain of fire had got me.

But still I managed to survive on my own for pretty much a long time. This life is not really myself. Being alone is not really myself. For a wolf who had been raised in a pack and had got used to talk to others, make friends and chill around, it was to expect. Everything is gone now and there is nothing to do about it. it will take some time to find the right pack, but I will. Determination flashes in my heart once more.

My chocolate frame was only sitting and looking at the horizon far away. The sun was setting and hiding behind Diveen's highest cliffs with such grace. it made the sky all orange and inviting, letting the snow covering the surroundings a similar coloration. It was beautiful and lonely at the same time. The space beside myself is empty, as if something is missing. There used to be always at least one other wolf by my side to watch the sunset or even the stars. Depending on who, to emphasize how boring it was or to admire nature with myself. With a deep breath my head raised and my greenish eyes set once more at the sunset.

I was close to the end of the forest, looking at the sunset, my den was just a few paces away. From within the forest the familiar and feminine voice of another called my attention. My ears turned and my head followed. My gaze set upon the pretty wolfess I met some time ago near a waterfall. She was kind and a very good wolf, we had... our times together and... Oh well, I really grew quite fond of her. Sometimes at night I found myself thinking of her and it made me feel aweful for not having her by my side, to cuddle, to care, to show how much she meant.

- Banshee! What a lovely surprise! I was just admiring the sunset...

My words were happy and even caring at some point. Her presence just bringing the best of me, the kindest. My frame turned and sat down before her, noticing how she seemed worried or even nervous about something. My head tilted and ears drooped.

- Of course we can...- was my reply -Is something wrong?

Voice more worried and confused. Something has happened? Was she sad because I wasn't there for her? Oh! I knew it would make anyone sad. It was my fault! Making a wolfess sad should be a crime! But... and if... If something happened to her? Did someone hurt her? My eyes scanned her form, looking for any wounds.

”I am your prince charming”

.Attu