<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #0040FF">A small nowhere town in the mountain air of Arizona. Fall had set in, the brilliance of the reds, yellows, and oranges lighting the backdrop that was the White Mountains area. Crisp clean air filled to the brim with Ponderosa Pine and Aspen</span></span>.<a class="postlink" href="http://activerain.trulia.com/image_store/uploads/4/5/8/4/0/ar128772127704854.JPG">http://activerain.trulia.com/image_store/uploads/4/5/8/4/0/ar128772127704854.JPG</a><br/><br/><br/><span style="color: #0040FF">A job as a waitress at a local cafe that all the locals knew, and a few out of towners, the "snow birds" and the seasonal tourists that came up to enjoy the ever changing weather and seasons of this place. A chance to blend in, be anonymous and search for that faint trail of a pack living nearby. A chance to change her future.<br/><br/>There was plenty of land on which to hunt here, and a myriad of game available to a clever wolf. A smaller populace of close knit connections and friendly out going townsfolk were ideal to having both community and privacy. Enough modern amenities to be convenient, and more than enough forest in and around town to meet the needs of a pack. Most importantly, there was a reintroduced wolf population here... a great way to hide any kills that were made. Everything here was geared towards a place that was perfect to support a good sized pack without many people catching wind of it. An added bonus was that no one thought "Arizona" when they were looking for wide stretching undisturbed forest lands, or mountains that boasted lakes, streams, and a very large variety of wildlife.<br/><br/>All things she had taken into consideration when she had decided to continue her hunt here. In fact if she had control of her old Sung Pack... she would have moved them here, the ability to keep them safe and out of sight of the humans too promising here not to do so. <br/><br/>But she did not have control of anything right now, and she was scared. How long before the mutts of the new leadership came calling to this peaceful town? How long until she was captured? How many more moons before her sweet sister was taken as a mate to seal the leadership of that pack forever? It was too hard to tell, and with a sigh she stepped back out into the entrance area to serve more people.<br/><br/>She was taking down orders when the door opened with the sound of the attached bell, and the scent of a wolf entering struck her. She paused in her writing to look up at the door with wide eyes, though she was unable to see anything from where she was standing, or to be seen. She looked back to her patrons when they gathered her attention again, apologizing and finished taking their order. Taking it back to the cooks to start on she half hid.<br/><br/>She was worried because she had not had time to figure out their den location and make proper announcements of her arrival. She was a Lone Wolf, and for many packs that was not a welcome entity. Still, the smell of the male that had entered was strong, Beta, or Alpha. Perhaps she could get away with being here, as a Lone female.</span>