I wanna write a short story now where Echo meets this young and adorable and orphaned raven shapeshifter who just keeps following her around for no good reason.
“Um lobo solitário tem poucas chances de sobrevivencia... Mais eu estou aqui, sobrevivi a um inferno congelado, não fique no meu caminho, ou eu devoro a sua alma assim como eu fiz com os outros que tentaram me deter”
We all are misunderstood. People expect us to be perfect but we're not. Wolves aren't perfect, their Alphas aren't ready to lead a hunt if no one supports him. We can't lead an army with no one to lead. That's just me... :P