[i] My grass isn't green... 
My sky isn't blue... 
The river runs dry... 
My flower has died... 
This isn't my home

He lowered his nose to the crisp blanket of snow at his feet, his piercing sky blue eyes scanning the empty white landscape before him. His ears twitched as a bitter wind parted the thick gold pelt on his back, causing an involuntary shiver to pass through the young wolf. He’d been lucky enough to catch a meal the day before in this desolate place, but his hopes of finding one today were slowly slipping away. With a small growl of annoyance he trailed forward, dragging his paws through the inch thick snow and moving further into the wintry land before him with no idea where he was going, he didn't even know where he was or how far he was from the Homeland. He looked back over his shoulder, One of his ears flicking forward as he studied the path he had left in the snow behind him. “Do not look back brother” The voice made him look back in the direction he was going. All he could see of his brother was his crystal blue eyes which were staring at him expectantly. “We can't just abandon it” He replied, padding forward through the snow. “We have no choice, we have lost that battle” Came the response from his brother. “But the war is far from over...” [/i]

So this wolf rp is going to be about a pack that lost their territory and seeks refuge with a pack that they are not 100% on good terms with but its their only hope. 

Will they help? Will they lose hope? or will they return home. 
join and find out!

ran by Stitchblades & FaithsRose