"Well, um..." Zariana paused, for a second, before continuing. "My name is Zariana." The pup said, rubbing her head against the wolf's tail that was curled around her. "And, well, I never had a father. I was born to a lonely mother, who raised me for a while." Zariana felt quite upset talking about her past. She rested her head on the wolf's fluffy tail, and continued. "One day, she went to get some food for me, and, and..." The pup couldn't bear it any more. Zariana burst into tears, crying about her past, and her mother.