The second litter of her father and the first of her mother, Dyani was born in a close-knit, familial pack in the remote northeastern forests named Roger's Pass, in the spring, along with two other brothers. Her mother, Seneca, was young, only in her third year of life- her father was an older male by the name of Wakadin. Already he had fathered another litter before them, and their older half-brother, a black wolf by the name of Machk, was the pack's second in command at their father's side.
Their father was a harsh, cold man, distant from his children a lot of the time, but their siblings found comfort in their warm and loving mother. It seemed that no matter how many rough words and icy looks Wakadin had to give, Seneca could give them back affection tenfold, gathering them close to her and covering them with gentle licks and nuzzles. Despite their father's stance and mother's soft personality, the three were well taken care of and guided by their parents. In Dyani's eyes, their treatment was equal, like all siblings' should be- but really, Dyani was her father's favourite, and although he tried to keep it on the down low his treatment of her was often better than that her brothers received. She and Wakadin were close, and despite all his flaws, Dyani loved him dearly. Often, father and daughter would go on hour-long walks, having talks under the stars until daylight broke.
The first crack in Dyani's world came when they were nine months old, and Taho decided to leave the pack. Dyani was left shaken; there were no things more important to her than her family, and to suddenly lose one of her brothers hurt her at her core. For night she stayed awake, worrying over Taho, wishing for his return, but could do nothing except respect his desires. Taho wanted to make a life of his own.
And so, her and Ayani grew, and grew, and grew, and reached three years. It was then that their mother got sick. It was the second crack in her world, Seneca's sickness, and no matter what they all did they could not make it better. She perished, and with her perished any sense of love and homeliness Dyani had found in the pack. One by one, Dyani's family was coming apart. With Seneca's passing, the pack didn't seem like a warm and welcoming place any more. And much to her dismay, it didn't seem like that only to her. Dyani found solace in Ayani, and Ayani in her, and the two siblings soon decided to set off on their own. She loved her pack with her all, and leaving her father and brother alone tore at her soul. Still, she knew she couldn't leave Ayani on his own. And so the two left, off to find their brother Taho in the valley.
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