A fairly tall pup stood at the top of the doggie pile. She was always the first one awake, and always made sure everyone else woke up accordingly. Even as a puppy it seemed the little pup had leadership qualities. Her two white front paws landed on the last wolf that was on the top of the pile. With one swift movement she arched her neck and began to try and howl.  But her howl seemed to come out more like a yowl.<br/><br/>Then as if out of no where. A giant paw that looked very similar to her motherâ€™s came out of nowhere and tossed her to the ground. Ruining the lovely wolf pile. She had noticed when some of the wolves began to make fun of the runt of the pack, and as leader or as she thought leader she felt the need to growl at them. Her growl not really all that menacing. It made most of the group laugh at her. But she sat on her bum and waited for mother to offer food. All the other pups seemed to recognize those that had the most potential to be alphas. Usually, they would allows those wolves to go first.<br/><br/>The sun was poking through the sky, lighting her grayish, brown, white fur. Mother howled the call for breakfast. She found her little feet scrambling to go and get feed. She found a little tit and began suckles and noticed that the runt wasnâ€™t feeding. In a swift movement she arched her head in a come here fashion. She waited for the runt to realize she was offering food.