Raven was never meant to be a domestic creature, but she wasn't always a roadside ghost. Born deep in the interior wilderness, she broke away from her natal pack after a bloody coup for dominance. Driven south by rival wolves and the encroaching hum of human civilization, she found the roadside forest—a place other apex predators avoided.

Here, she raised her litter in the shadow of human progress. She has learned the schedules of the logging trucks, the local animal control officers, and the hunters who occasionally wander too close to the tree line.