@brotherhoodwarlord || Closed Starter || Sofia and Erik King
Sofia heard the noise of someone approaching before she smelt them. She was alone now, no one else left alive. The pack had been small to begin with, many of them old. But as she held her Alpha's head on her lap, he only having taken his last breath less than an hour again, the lone shewolf felt so alone, but she knew if there was someone there, someone dangerous, she would have to leave him.
But then she caught the scent. Wolf. Like her.
It didn't mean they weren't dangerous, but perhaps they would take pity on her for having lost her pack.
She pulled her Alpha closer, kissing his cold wrinkled forehead before placing it down gently on the ground and standing up, ready to defend herself should she need to.