you- a cat, limped thro a storm, your clan’s camp was burning and you lost your clan in the storm. You limped into an empty fox den, and when you later got up you saw a pack of wolves looking at you curious, a shewolf, the alpha, looked at you before talking with other wolves before turning back at you. “Greetings cat, I am Snarl. Pack leader, you shall be joining us. Tooth shall train you to learn our ways. No choice on this.” She pointed at a shewolf. “Name?”