The Northern Alliance

The air in sallow moon pack was thick with apprehension. Or maybe such feeling was only reserved for a selected few who may know a thing or two about what was coming. It would be too soon when their once white snowy land will become marred with blood.

Gorah prowled around the room set up to look like an office, it was decorated every bit to give off the aura of the north. The woman called lady Soma sat leg crossed on a chair close to the door and on another chair opposite it was an older man with brownish beard almost covering half of his face. His name is Jeremy Kaska, an Alpha of a neighborhood pack who had begun an alliance with Gorah.