#sunflower pack

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A howl breaks through the night. Soleil startles awake and stays still as the fog clears through his brain. Then he recognizes who that howl belongs to, and suddenly his hackles rise with anger. Ko-fi

A challenge. Someone wishes to take a piece of his territory. But not anybody. The wind comes from the south. That’s where the Junction Butte pack is. Aconite presses her head on top of Soleil’s back and lets out a soft whine. We’re all tired. They’re not even good hunting grounds. We’ll get it back next winter. Soleil knows better than to give in to the rage. There are so many mouths to feed, everyone’s energy should stay focused on that. He settles back in the dog pile that is keeping them warm as the drizzle starts to fall. The howls won’t stop. Soleil rolls on his side, then stretches to ease the ache in his bones. He tosses and turns and despite the cold rain, his fur suffocates him. A lightning tears the pitch black sky, then a thunder crashes close by, resonating in the whole valley. Aconite jumps awake. It’s just thunder. As she lays back down, shifting around hoping to find the comforting warmth of her mate, she finds nothing but cold damp dirt. Soleil is gone.

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Butterfly effect. Start.

Iris was killed by a Junction Butte wolf.

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It all happened in a blur. The pack was settling down for the night when they heard rustling nearby. Junction Butte pack. Figures came rushing at them. Sunflower pack wasn't scared. They were more numerous than their rivals. Soleil noticed a female. Black matted fur and a brown nose. Her yellow teeth betrayed her age. She was one of the leaders. He never intended to kill. Only to scare them away. Soleil targeted her, grabbed her neck only to sink his fangs into a tough odd texture. She nipped back. Someone bit his tail. Another pulled at his paw. Too focused on trying to fend his ennemies off, Soleil's blood only froze once he heard the loud yelp rise above the cacophony.

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Despite being a yearling, Ghost decides by himself to guard the shore of the lake.

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Being first on the line in case of a predator attack, he is the first to call out for danger and to face it all by himself while the rest of the family puts the youngest to safety.

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Year 3. Pups of the year : Brook, Ash, Oleander, Ripple, Iris

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All the pups survived ! The pack is growing twice as big in number.

This is the pack's very first litter in their newly formed territory. Aconite and Soleil snuggle peacefuly as they watch their smallest pups wobble by the shores of icy melting lake, under the watchful eyes of their older siblings.

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The pack makes it safely to Slough Creek by the end of Fall !

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The harsh terrain of Amethyst Mountain makes it confusing and harsh for the pack to hunt, wich confines itself to the South East of the territory. Once the pups of the year became sturdy enough to learn to hunt on their own, Soleil and Aconite make the most of the pack's growing strenght to move up North in hopes to find greener pastures. As the family reaches the outskirts of the valley, they are "greeted" by two Junction Butte scouts who quickly retreat. Surely this is nothing to worry about. Sunflower pack happily settles in the middle of the valley around the McBridge Lake. Onward to prosperity !

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Collected a bunch of screenshots that I like and that I might turn into doodles between main uploads :>

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Whenever Soleil and Aconite go hunting, Shine and Rain stay at the den to look after the pups. How relaxing to know someone is looking after them !

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Of course it would make sense that two litters from a same pair of wolves would have the same genetic makeup. But Soleil is a wolf so he doesn't know that, and as far as he knew, the first time he saw all his puppies out in the spring's sun for the first time, his breath got stuck in his throat as his memories tinted with guilt.

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