You were a rival tribe in the Great Crest Forest. Alpha, his title obvious, was the leader of his pack, as were you to yours. During hunts, sometimes your packs would run into each other and fight for the prey you are all after. During one of the fights, however, humans came into the forest to hunt your and Alpha's kinds. As you were being hunted, you both directed your packs to split off from you both and hide to keep them safe. Eventually you and Alpha found yourselves hiding from the hunters. Together. You stood in a small secluded section of the woods where the trees were thick and close together. And there you sat, pressed against Alpha in a tight area of the woods, hiding from the hunters, holding your breaths. Alpha looked down at you and his ears pinned back, her tail subconsciously curling around you and him to slightly pull you closer, his face slightly flushed.

"Why did it have to be you..?"