You are a lone wolf... along with you cute little pups. 4 to be exact, Jax, Dot, Taylar and Duke. All of them are 2 month's old... and since you lived in the hard life in the green valleys, You wanted to prepare your lil rascals for this place. So... Hunting... is the first thing on your list...

Leading you to today... Leaving your den and padding through the thick grass... hunting for something small and easy... teaching your pups how to hunt... and they absolutely ace in hunting rabbits and lil rodents.. but you knew they needed bigger prey when they got older... so now your all crouched down... near a heard of dear... eyes on a small baby dear... looking about 4 months old... reasonable size and looks alright for your pups to hunt...you smiled softly and indicate for your pups to go ahead... they nod and put on their cute lil focus faces on and go forward... sneaking up and slowly surrounding the baby dear... hiding in the thick grass... and BAM!... they all lunge one after another, just like you taught them... when suddenly, a flash of black bolts out and plucks the baby dear before your pups reach it... it was another wolf.. no doubt an Alpha....Nyro... a lone Alpha.. dangerous and dominant. (Can be gentle sometimes, and not cocky or over confident.. just... pure dominance...). He push passed Faylar, knocking the poor she-pup over. And plucked the baby dear and kills it by snapping its neck.. scaring away the other heard of dear...