Each pack was different in Moladion. There were different qualities that each pack strived to instill in each member. In Asteraia the pack was unique. He within the low grassy plains the wolves here were completely different from one another, but they could live together in harmony. This pack was no longer the weakest one in Moladion. The taint of Jaidah was long gone. Tick Tock had expected the green-eyed ex-Queen to come again this summer to continue her pathetic attempt to try and take away the family Tick Tock had created, but the Monster learned that she died. How Jaidah died she did not know nor did she care. For one year Asteraia was at peace and she did not have to be patient to wait for unnecessary wounds to heal. Tick Tock finally had a place where she belonged, a family to call her own, and the creature was humbly grateful. Now that Winter was here she would see another one of her years go past. Although she would be considered an elder in any ordinary pack, or a near to death loner out in the world, she was an Alpha, one that was still healthy and strong. She was mobile. Her mind always moving about, her body always moving, she was busy running the place and perhaps that was what helped keep her as agile as she could be. Not to mention she was raising her last litter still, her children almost turning two, half way done with their youth. The Monster had much to teach them still and she would take the time to teach them everything she knows, preparing them for what the world was and what would become of their own world. Her cold heart was thawed now, her soul hummed each time she was close to her imprint, her heart thumped faster when she was near the wolves that had chosen to call Asteraia home. They were her family and she would do whatever it took to keep them safe.

It was her responsibility as Alpha. She would not lay dormant like the ex-Queen. She would not sit on a throne and not interact with her pack members. No, she would interact with them as much as what needed to be done. The wolves here were trying to accomplish something, a personal goal perhaps, or a task to help make the pack healthy, strong, and successful. Sometimes they would come to her for advice or help, and Tick Tock would do what she could for them, pointing them in the right direction. She rather found herself quite content to be among them. Before she was Alpha she preferred to be alone, she had grown accustom to such a thing that she did not wish to be among her kind. Sure she fed on another wolf, interacted with another sometimes, but most of the time she kept to herself. When she became an Alpha for the first time she found herself a bit confused and unsure, but she never showed that side of herself. Her pack saw her as their leader, one that was strong, one that was attentive, one that could keep the promises she gave them. She was a confident and misunderstood creature. Yet she was able to bond herself to each wolf within the fields, finding her soul starting to heal, finding herself becoming attached to the ones that entrusted their lives to her own. She may be a sinful creature, one that has done so much wrong in the world, and yet she would atone for them by serving the wolves that were her family.

Today she calmly walks near the edges of her border, marking them to keep the line of her territory strong, even underneath all the snow that would surely come. Already the land was dusted over with the white stuff, a simple warning that the amount of prey would lower. With Winter there is Death and after it Life. Dark sapphire eyes scanned her lands carefully as she inhaled the scent of the cold winter winds, as their claws sliced through her thick ebony and grey fur. Both ears twitched when she heard the summoning call from another, one that was unfamiliar, and one that was nearby. Tossing her dial back her haunting and eerily call echoed and rang through her land, letting this loner be aware that the Monster had heard...and was coming. As soon as her chilling song ended she moved her body onwards heading towards the direction where the first call was placed. Eventually her form would appear to the young she-wolf, sapphire eyes with traces of violet flecks stared straight onwards at the wolf waiting along the border. Her banner was not stuck high in the sky in an egotistical manner, her dial would not be raised high in a dominant manner. There was no need for such display. She was naturally a dominant creature and it oozed out so easily from the Monster. She would stop walking the moment she reached the other, her cold nose taking in the scent of the traveler. Her jaw would drop and her cold smooth voice would slip out as both ears were pointed forward in interest.

“You called?”