((Pathfinder, I'm going to have Luca lose the little race. It will lead to some fun shenanigans later)) 

Luca trotted through the forest at full speed, towards the sound and the smell of her muttpack mates. She could tell Garret was right behind her, quite literally at her tail. Her endurance was quickly running out, but the desire to not wash the dishes tonight made Luca move along as quickly as she could. She could see the pack in the distance, and sped up. This would prove to be an unwise decision, as her speeding up caused her to quickly loose steam and speed. Garrett ended up winning by about half a body length. Dang. Dishes duty. 

Luca layed down on the forest floor, panting and overworked from her sprinting race with Garret. However as soon as Mikhail made himself known to the group Luca was immediately back up to her feet, tail wagging and back arching excitedly. If Garett was Luca's self proclaimed 'mother' of the group then Mikhail was obviously the father. He was the founder of the little group of ragtag mutts, and in Luca's eyes he was the leader as well. She knew the point of the mutt gang was to prevent one person from rising in power, but Luca still admired Mikhail's leadership qualities. She also trusted him greatly, he was a good man to get even back when she was a dangerous and violent mutt.

She leapt about for a few moments, her tail swishing happily. [i]“Hunting! Hunting! Hunting! I'm so excited! I'm starving!”[/i] Her voice was full of childish joy. Hunting was one of the greatest parts of being a wolf, and it kept any violent tendencies at bay.

But then a strange new wolf was introduced to the pack. Luca immediately settled down, quickly keeping behind Garrett. Luca was extremely distrustful of new wolves, especially male wolves who looked rather strong. Even if he was related to a member of the pack, she still didn't like the look of him. 

Then a new smell filled her nose, blood. But not only that. It was the blood of a rabbit mixed with the smells of a friend. Walker. It smelt like he had just eaten, which Luca couldn't help but be a bit jealous of. But she couldn't blame him, or stay mad, there were many times Luca went off to hunt without her pack mates. [i]“Walker! Walker!”[/i] Her voice was back and excited as ever. [i]“Hurry Walker! We are gonna start a hunt soon!”[/i]