Andy
Sequoia Stoneheart was anything but tragic or heartbroken.
Much like the rest of her pack, she towered over Gale and I, an entire head taller than Gale's six-foot frame. She looked strong, her body thick and muscular, as sturdy as her namesake. Her beautiful black hair ran in a long twisted plait down her back.
Gale introduced us, his hand on the small of my back as we walked towards the Marsh Pack's alpha.
Sequoia stared straight into me, her dark brown eyes piercing me with her fierce gaze.
"The North Star blesses us with her presence." she gave a curt bow, the members of her pack closest to us bowing deeply in response to their alpha's announcement.
"Thank you, Alpha." I smiled warmly.
Gale offered his hand, which she shook firmly.
"We're honored that you chose to stay wi
