Kae'rien
Kae'rien slipped out of camp, and made his way to the stream, and slipped in, washing himself. He stepped out, and shook his fur. Or tried to, anyway. It felt wrong. He looked back at his body, and realized he had scales interspersed with fur, which was much thinner than before. He lifted off, and realized his wings had changed. He looked at them, and realized they were basically feathered dragon wings. He landed in his den, and woke Naelan, whispering, "Something happened to me!"

(My guys are still up for interaction.)

Silico and Flame followed behind wondering where Mia was, of course she was old enough to fend for herself. They flew home, they didn't notice Mia was following behind them. Draconite wiggled a little whilst he was being picked up. He got out and flew with his parents. ( open for interactions until they get to the den owo )

Havenloft walked to her den and laid down. She was still troubled at the deaths, but rumor had it there was a dragon wolf that had been born. Havenloft would have to see it herself to believe it.

(Open for interaction)

wait, smoke dancer and random pup were already dragon wolves does that count??

I don't think I was informed, but I can let it go this once.

yaaaaaaaaaaay!!! thanks!!!!! :D

( I Pinged the alphas because that's probably who I'll first interact with, though anyone's welcome to interact with either of my characters, just please specify which one )
Asara:
Asara looked at the pack before her, and her fur prickled with distrust. Any could kill her. Any could kill another. She half hid her distrust as she scanned her new pack, and decided fully: She was NOT going to be omega. Even if she had to fight to the death, she would not be looked down upon. Not by all these wolves. Not after what happened. She sat down, alert, every muscle ready. Ears twitching. Eyes scanning. Her unease grew, as she took in the wolves fully, deciphering which ones she could probably beat. Because she had to be strong. After a while she realized that she was probably making a scene, restless as she was. So, in her shyness, she lay down on the ground, one eye open. Still alert.

Reverse:
He was still looking. Watching. Waiting. But she was gone. He sighed, finally believing it. She wold have come already if she were going to. Reverse smelled loners, their scent a faint distraction. Time to find another companion, if Asara was truly gone. He followed a trail, hoping to run into one.