[LoneWolf-Gage]

Character name ::
Warrior of Virtue

Called::
Virtue

Gender ::
Female


Personality ::
Virtue is a very bold and dominate female. She gets that from her father, Soldier, She has a wicked temper and can be anybody's worst nightmare when she is angry. Despite being a female she is incredibly strong and can hold her own against males more than twice her size. Virtue is an extremely loyal wolf to those who earn her trust and loyalty. She is not one who trusts easy but when she does you have a companion for like.

Story ::
Virtue was abandoned and left for dead when she was only a few s old. Her mother had not wanted her because she reminded her so much of the male she wished to forget. At that point Virtue had no name and no family. She crawled threw the dirt and whimpered out trying to find her mother to no avail. Suddenly she heard growling and smelt another wolf but she did not know his sent. She whimpered and tried to crawl away from him but she was too small. She was terrified but she had stopped whimpering. She heard a howl of pain and smelt a fowl copper sent fill the air as the sent of another male hit her. This one was familiar though, it had been a sent that was on her mother. She heard fighting and listened. She heard someone running away before she felt someone lick the top of her head and pick her up off the ground. She felt wind blowing threw her fur as she was carried away from the sent of blood.
When the small pup was set down again she was confused. It did not feel like ground beneath her small paws. It was soft and warm. The male that saved her had brought her back to his home. Though it was still in the forest, it was a cabin that had been abandoned for years. She did not know it but she was now laying on a large four poster bed. She heard the male's voice telling her that everything would be alright and apologizing for her other abandoning her. He knew that she was his daughter from her mother's sent that still lingered in her fur. Soldier curler around the small pup and cleaned the dirt from her fur. He thought for a while before settling on a name for her. He was the one who gave her the name, Warrior of Virtue.
As she grew older Virtue was trained by her father and trained well. After all he was a retired war soldier who knew how to fight and how to kill. Virtue became an unstoppable fighter like her father before her.