It was morning in the Fujiwara Dynasty. The sun was out but it was somewhat cold. Though this didn't bother the large, strong, and athletic female. Her thick coat of fur prevented her from caring about the cold. She was in the Rolling Hills and next to her was a deer fawn Kyoko caught a short while ago. She didn't dare take a bite from it though. As a hunter of the pack, it was her job to help feed it. That was one of her many principles, the pack ate before she did. Kyoko was a hard working wolf, and took her new rank very seriously. She may have been a female, but she wasn't fragile in the least. She was tall, muscular, strong, athletic, majestic, and powerful. She was feminine, but to an extent. She wasn't the kind of female who puts flowers in her fur. She was a hardy wolf who worked hard and held to her pride as a wolf. She needed to figure out where to put the kill she just made for the pack to have access to. She looked around, hoping to get a whiff of one of her packmates nearby.