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Fall Month: 1 
Day Weather: Memorial Garden
In a peaceful clearing in the forest lay the great wolves you've known.
Nettle
The pack will be fine. You can rest now. Snowdrop
I'm sorry you had to be the one. Oleander
I'm sorry. I wish the world weren't so cruel on you. | ||||||||
Harebell You were the daughter of the beginning, and the mother of the rest. You were the one who, time and time again, simply could not watch your fellow packmates face the danger alone. The scars you bear are a true testament of that. You always condemned yourself for being weak and for being unable to truly defend anyone. To say that you felt you were at blame for Carnation's death wouldn't be far from the truth... but grief doesn't make you weak, Harebell. It makes you... you. Carnation You were the one who kickstarted everything. You saw the suffering that would never cease, and you decided to do something about it. In a way, although you lost your pups, you were the mother to everyone in the pack. That can never be replaced. You spent your dying breath wondering what the other wolves would think when they saw your body and who would succeed as the harbinger of kindness. You can move on. They thank you for your compassion. No need to worry. White Cedar You were the nomad as much as the leader. The beginning as much as an end. A lover as much as a fighter. You formed this pack so that the lonely wolves like you could have a place to call home. And a home is what you ended up creating. You were devastated when you realized that you had become too frail to fend for your pack, and decided that you were a burden. So you ventured out into the snow and never came back. They found your frozen body next morning. | ||||||||
Falcon . | Osprey You were an outsider who fought for packmates you didn't know. No one knew why you did it. No one knew why you'd give your love and your life to a pack you weren't even born in. No one knew why you spent so long trying to find the herb that could cure Oriole's chronic illness. But you found it. At what cost? They found your body frozen, your face smiling and content, your paws clutching the herb. | Mistletoe You were many things, Mistletoe. I guess that's the only way to describe you. You were a fighter. You relentlessly trained and honed your body to become a weapon altogether. You were a mentor. When you saw others astray, you'd guide them back to a path where they know they wouldn't regret. You, too, were once lost. And you found your way back. You were a mother. You saw the life in your pups and fought for them. Your efforts were not in vain. | ||||||
Oriole You were the embodiment of perseverance. You journeyed to your current pack with Osprey, while pregnant. Then you gave birth to three wonderful pups, none of whom survived to adulthood. It was then revealed that your hidden chronic illness had killed your offspring. Osprey sacrificed himself finding the herb to cure you while you were pregnant with your second litter. He succeeded, but at what cost? A cost great enough for you to become a mother again before death. |
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