A wolf sits alert watching her pack. She watches the pups play,yipping and grunting with delight. Their tails wagging like flags in the wind. She howls a soft melodious note as a sign that she will be leaving soon. Her pack acknowledges this, then all answer with a warm and ominous howl. She grins slightly, then turns around and starts a walk that develops into a jog then at last, turns into a run. The wolf stops at a river close to the coast, far from the pack and far from any living animal. She lowers her head, tips her muzzle then , cautiously laps up the water. It was when the wolf quenched her thirst she listened to the wind blow into the leaves and flow through her pelt. She felt the cool moist dirt underneath her paws. The words "My earth, my soil" escaped her mouth. "This lands beauty will never parish as long as I'm around to protect it." From the muddy swamps to the rolling hills to the tallest mountain and to the lush green Forests"she thought,"all are my home,all land animals are my family."The land is my responsibility to guard /protect with my life." It is because I am the Queen of Tiger lilies I have this task. After the wolf finished talking, she smelt the scent of a trespasser on her soil. The fur on the back of her neck started to rise. Her ears aggressively pointed forward, eyes narrowed, lips pulled back to show her long white ,piercing fangs. "It's her", she snarled then sprinted to its source. "I'll especially protect it from YOU my dear friend Lily."