Athela's home is in the Adirondack Mountains. Along with the rest of the Blood Moon pack. The live peaceably, in a large village. Athela is daughter of Koana, pack alpha. She is in line to take over the pack. But in order for her to stay at her alpha rank, Athela would never marry. Once she did, her husband would take over the pack. Something she would never let happen. But her father, has been looking for possible mates throughout their pack, and others. The Adirondack's are shared by many wolf packs. Fighting has been dying down greatly and most of the area is separated as evenly as possible. And many of the sons of other Alphas have been traveling to the village to try to imprint on Athela, but it doesn't work. Athela doesn't want to get married. She doesn't want to share rein over her pack. So she won't. Athela ran through the forest. Dodging trees and jumping over fallen logs. It has been too long since she was in her wolf form. Almost a week since she has gotten to run free. Her black fur, shined in the light that filtered through the trees. Her violet eyes moved rapidly, scanning the floor for any obstacles. She purposely took the rocky path, to eliminate the likeliness of being followed by one of daddy's goons. She reached the waterfall, just a couple miles from the village. She dove through it, her fur dampening under the fall. She shifted back into a person, wringing out her long black hair. She grabbed a towel from the small chest in the cave wall. She slipped on a pair of jeans and a white t-shirt, sitting down. She laid back and watched the water drip from the roof. She watched the different ways the light flickered against the walls. She didn't want to go back to the village. Not for a long time. She knew her beta, Tetza, would come looking for her soon. And honestly, it was always before she was ready to go.