A WIP that I'm working on, well, kind of completing it.

My OC Dreamcatcher (right) and my OC Jasper (left)

Dreamcatcher is a Feral, a original species me, Sapphire, Zeido, Echo, and some other friends I've never mentioned before like: Pine, Moth, and Titan, made up. They are huge wolves (mix with dire wolves) that wear skull masks. They use the skulls of large ungulates and tie beads, feathers, and dreamcatchers from their antlers. They live on a huge mountain and hunt mainly bison, but sometimes elk or deer. The pack has a dark past with the normal wolves. Once they lived among them, but one day the normal wolves rebelled and kicked the Feral out. The Feral escaped and settled into the mountain. Sadly a dark evil has risen and the pack is struggling to survive, as the prey moves on, and the plants start to die...
Jasper is a normal wolf, that lives in a valley below the mountain. He and Dreamcatcher met once, and became great friends, against both of their cultures.

Short story snippets:

First picture:

Dreamcatcher was walking in a little Forest a bit below the summit, which is where her pack was staying. She was just trying to get away from the chaos, and miss her older sister receiving a dream. Usually nothing happened, but if anything did happen everyone started to freak out. It was annoying, and a little humiliating. Plus one of the pups was at the stage were she wouldn't stop biting your tail. As Dreamcatcher traveled deeper into the trees she picked up a strange scent she had never smelled before. She froze, and looked around, her ears twitching. Suddenly she saw a bush twitch. Quickly as she could, Dreamcatcher leaped at it and landed on something solid, other than the ground. "OW!!!" Screamed the solid lump. "&$!#%! What the flip was that!?!?" Dreamcatcher leaped off and looked at the lump, which appeared to be a wolf. The wolf rose and faced her, fur bristling. This obviously wasn't one of her packmates
1. He was too small, his head was down to her neck.
2. He didn't have a skull or any other ancestral cuffs or jewelry.
3. He didn't smell like her pack.
"Who are you and why are you I'm my territory!" Dreamcatcher snarled. The wolf looked confused. "Who the flip are you?" He barked back. "You look different..." Then his eyes widened and he gasped. "Your a Feral!" Suddenly his entire mood changed, and he hopped up and down like a pup getting to try her first raw meat bite. "Of course I'm a Feral." Said Dreamcatcher. "Who are you though?" She let her fur lie flat and was more confused than angry. The wolf looked surprised. "You don't know who I am?" Dreamcatcher shook her head in return. "WHAT! Okay, well I'm a normal wolf, I live in the valley farther down the mountain." Suddenly Dreamcatcher remembered, remembered a story that someone had told her... something about these wolves, but she couldn't remember. Suddenly she heard someone yelling. "DREAMCATCHER!!!!! COME BACK TO THE SUMMIT, I CAN SMELL YOU, DON'T TRY TO RUN AWAY!!!!! YOUR SISTER IS ABOUT TO RECEIVE HER DREAM!!!!" The voice got closer and they could hear paw-steps coming closer. "OKAY OKAY, I'M COMING!!!!!" Dreamcatcher shouted back. She turned back to the wolf. "Run." The wolf turned around, they paused. "Wait? Friends?" Dreamcatcher was in such a hurry she just agreed. "Friends." Then she disappeared into the undergrowth.

(I'll write more story later but I'm tired)

-Fawn