They say she belonged to a pack once- a pack that disappeared like night with no trace left behind them. No one knew what happened to the Red Moon Pack, but within her legend it lives on.
They dont know her name, so they call her The Shadow. All they know is she lurks in the darkness of the night, swiftly moving from pack to pack, stealing their most precious valuables. She would often personally steal only from the Alphas, almost mocking their superiority and laughing in their face as to how easy it was for her to get as close as the width of her finger to the most powerful being for miles without a single scratch on her skin. A carved "TS" on the pack house door was the only way you would know if she came through your territory during the night with only the moon as her witness.
Some call her a rogue, but how can one savage omega have such discipline and balance to her skillful crimes as she?
Alpha Alister Hood laughed at the mention of The Shadow. She had struck every pack in North America but his, which obviously made him confident in the fact that she was intimidated by the most powerful pack on the continent. I mean, who wasnt intimidated by The Silver Blood Pack? They were violent, they outnumbered any pack by at least one hundred wolves, and they were threatening by just the sound of their howls ripping through the air.
Little did Alpha Alister Hood know, her arrival was yet to come... and she was sure to make her appearance a great one.