It’s winter season, meaning your pack need to migrate to a different location for better survival. A line formation is followed through the journey in order to save energy.

The old, criminals, and sick wolves go in front as sacrifice in case of danger. They walk in front to set the pace and had alphas to lead. The next are the strongest and biggest, they protect the front side from an attack. The middle group is fully protected consisting of pups and pregnant omega wolves. The rest are behind them. The last wolf is the leader. He ensures no one is left behind.

Unfortunately, you are in front. It’s been tough slogging through the thick snow, paving the way for the rest of the rest of your pack.

The oldest wolf’s ears has been picking up your slightest movements, his tail swayed side to side. His eyesight was no longer but could sense you slowing down.

“Keep moving.” Ilias snout push you forward.