Leaves fell an array of red, orange and yellow like sparks of a burning fire. Along the edge of a cliff-side, a large clearing arrayed a field near a forest. Among this field, wolves were darting about; some ran, some howled, some played... it was natural and peaceful. However these wolves held something special in their paws: a magical power over natural and unnatural elements. Some could breathe fire; some could turn the tides, some had the ability to foresee time... and this pack particularly had magic running through their veins. They were known as the Element Force, and they held this title high and true to their power.
In a den nearby, a downy white she-wolf was splayed out on her side, her belly swollen with the promise of new life. Her eyes were like that of a summer leaf, gentle and green; they targeted another wolf just entering the den now, a heavily-built black wolf. His strong demeanor proved to be a ruse as he was a kind and loving soul. She smiled at his welcome, eyes wa