It was a cold and dry winter day in the Alaskan Tundra, the Alpha, Njal, had sent out a hunting party lead by his son, Erik, to find prey to eat. Anything could help the pack in these freezing and trying times.

Some female gatherers were making sure the berries and herbs were safe, wrapped in many layers of leaves and buried underground.

Mothers held their pups close to their chests, having them in slings made from animal hides.