Renier --> Lead Fighter --> Available --> Talking to; No one
As he finished his small, but filling, meal his eyes wandered around, his uninjured paws quivered in longing to run. As he stood and rolled his shoulders he realized how long it might be before he could run at full speed again, Ren's shoulders fell, running was him, it was what he was about. If nothing he always had running, walking slowly toward the river for a drink his walk became slightly more even his paw was well rested, but had yet to fully heal, he winced with every step he took. Head low he stalked through the forest, only raising his muzzle and tail to show dominance as he passed Kodiak and Pandora. When he reached the river he lay down with an irritated huff looking at his dark reflection wearily. Lapping up water he quickly deteriorated the image and lay his white flecked muzzle on his black paws, his coat ruffled in the wind and his yellow eyes searched for a friend.
{Anyone free to talk to Calla? I changed my out of character, context color!}
Calla --> Alpha --> Available --> Talking to; No one
Calla was long awaken, her pale yellow eyes looked longingly toward her pack, who seemed to associate so easily with everyone. Yes she could speak to everyone without nervousness or hesitation, but when it came to making friends, she felt hopeless. As their leader they expected her to take care of them, and she would with all of her power, but without a mate along her side would they stay this strong? In the winter when there was only one wolf making decisions, what if she choose the wrong one? Her worries seemed to haunt her when she was alone, and although she had a pack, it seemed she would always be alone.