The queen of fire has come to these lands of Moladion, and my title aside I already stand out among the native wolves in these lands, because I am different compared to all the others that roam these lands. Only three cycles of life are under my belt and yet I am the undisputable queen of fire, anyone who looks into my bright eyes can see the flames, and they know I can burn it all down if I so choose, and it's a thing I know the most well of all. My coat of short fiery fur is not what most would need in these times of cold, and even as my breath frosts up at my muzzle I find that it does not bother me, no matter how hard it is that the cold tries to freeze me into submission. My parents had not courted each other out of love as many pups born of such whimsical fantasies, no they selected each other because I am what they wished to bring into the world. They got their want for a queen of fire in my now tall frame, a little girl of fire and flames that isn't so little anymore, but I am everything they desired. Throughout my life they had been teaching me the makings of royalty, and I didn't take as well as they wanted me to to such lessons, though the quality of leadership did shine through quite clearly. One day I will be the leader of something, more than just a queen of flames and fire, one dqay I'll really make something of myself. I will become something everyone can look up to, I will not be just another she-wolf whose only purpose in life is to provide this world with more and more children. That is not the life I see for myself, because it isn't enough to satisfy me.

Why should that be enough for me? With my fiery personality and the unique way I resemble flames in the darkness, I suppiose that it's only natural that I'd be at the top of the chain of royalties. You aren't likly to find anyone else like me, with my tall athletic frame, the bright amber eyes that dance like flames, and the softness of my fur if I decide to let you get close enough to touch it. One day I'll find someone that I can settle down with, but up until that day I have to build a legacy. My legacy will be whispered throughout these lands one day, and I will make the title 'Queen of Fire' the start of many stories, and that will be my gift to my future generations. They will feel the flames devour them from within my amber eyes, and they will bow down before me. They will know me as their queen, the bringer of flames.

My steps amongst the clinging white snow are light, my amber eyes gazing at the wonder of the waterfalls, the first breath-taking moment captured in my new journey. I have left my home lands, left my beloved, strict, and somewhat oppressive mother, and my father's memory behind. He was but a fading memory, nothing more and nothing less, and had never been much of a father figure. He had always had much more important things to do then bother with me, and was much more of a mentor figure, teaching me how to fight, how to get close to others and win them over, but that had been all he had to offer. I had disregarded his second lessons, in favour of more fighting lessons, because I will fight and claw my way to the top. It boils in my very blood.

Here I stand as I watch the falls, the fire queen burning so very close to water and yet showing no fear, because even water cannot put my fires out, and Moladion will learn this. I am on my own so far, and I do not know if I yet wish to seek a home, or if I let them find me. I will one day wrest a home into my possession with my fangs, and yet that day is not today.