Name: Swirls of the Early Dawn - Swirls
Species: Gray wolf
Birthday: 1st March
Age: 3 1/2 human years
Adopted from: Blizzard-
Adoption date: Wed Dec 21, 2011
Description: A brown she wolf with pretty purple swirling markings.
Personality: Berry is very cautious and wary. She knows she has very rare markings and doesn't want to be kidnapped by another pack or by hunter or poachers. She always wants to have someone with her and can't sleep with out a light source of some sort. She is very shy and quiet adn won't talk to a stranger ever. She doesn't make friends easily. She is easily frightened and feels vaunrable when she is alone. She is never self concious or vain. She prefers the company of small pups that don't understand rarity yet or being alone. She will make friends with some one but it takes a lot of effort and time to gain her trust especially for males. She will hide in the depth of her den during a storm or when there are humans around. She stamers when she has to talk to some one she doesn't know. She fears a lot more things than things fear her. She is a kind gentle spirit but her past has bought on this cautious and scared nature. She really wishes she could have more courage but when ever she tries to, it all crumbles.
History: It was a crips, psring morning when she was born. She was the most beautiful pup her mother had ever layed their eyes on. She was the saviour of their pack.
A rival pack had taken the Aplha male, the pups father hostage and demanded that the pup be given to them when she was born other wise they would kill the alpha male and take all the females.
The pups was a beautiful chocolate brown with ligther brown paws, muzzle and neck area and the tip of her tail. She had pretty purple swirls that looked like the purple swirls of mist at dawn. The pup was ofcourse named Swirls of the Early Morning Dawn, Swirls for short.
The pup was cleaned and the enemy pack arived with their alpha male.
The pup was traded away to save her father and the entire packs furture.
The pup looked at her mother, her eyes full of sorrow and disapointment. Her mother gave her one last lick good-bye. That was the last time she would ever see her pup.
Swirls grew up in the rival pack, they told her she was their daughter, but she knew she didn't belong there. She knew she was different and her real parents were out there. Not where she was.
All the wolves in her suposed pack treated her like a princess. But the alphas her 'parents' as she was told forced her to help look after the young pups and do what ever Riv wanted her to do. Riv was the strongest adn largest wolf in the pack. Her 'parents' were rasing her so as soon as she was two years old, she would be Riv's mate and would mother his young.
Swirl one day got some free time to go stroll around the forest. She had never met a human before so she didn't know what a danger they were. She had stopped in a clearing to drink from a little shallow pool but a loud 'bang' fired and she fell into unconciousness.
When Swirl awoke, she was in a cage in the trailer of a large red van. She saw a large German Sherpard sitting next to the cage.
"Help me please!" She cried to the dog.
"Oh! Your awake! Um..." the dog pondered whether to let her escape. She was a very rare wolf after all...
The dog took his chance when the truck stopped so they could contiue hunting, and picked the lock with his claw.
"Run! Run as fast and far away as you can or they'll find you!" the dog yelled as she diapeared into the forest.
She stayed a lone wolf for a little while and was caputered by a few packs who traded her for fresh prey from another pack. Between excpaes she was caught by more poachers.
Each time she escaped, she grew more cautious and frightened that some one would again catch her.
She was wondering hopelessly through the silent forest at dawn one morning when she heard other wolves.
She listed and was relieved to find they were only small pups playing in a stream.
She went to them, wanting some kind of company for a change.
She hid in the bushes and watched them splashing and playing. One of the pups snuk up behind her.
"Y-your not going to eat us are y-you?" the pup stammered.
"Of cource not!" she cried, apauled at the even though of eating some ones pups.
The pups mother came looking for them and found them playing with this strange wolf.
The mother growled at Swirl, but Swirl explained and the pups backed her up.
"Can we keep her please mama?" One of the little ones beamed up at the mother.
"Oh alright. come on then, you can come back and help me get these pups to bed." the mother led them all back to the main site of the Crimson Hollow pack.
Swirl stayed with them, and has slowly made friends with some of the wolves.
Prince, a male wolf in the pack found one of those thing a human calles a 'jar' and puts fire flies in it so Swirl can sleep.
Accessories: a bracelet with a red diamond on her back left paw and a red feather at the bass of her tail.
Swirls is (c) me
Species: Gray wolf
Birthday: 1st March
Age: 3 1/2 human years
Adopted from: Blizzard-
Adoption date: Wed Dec 21, 2011
Description: A brown she wolf with pretty purple swirling markings.
Personality: Berry is very cautious and wary. She knows she has very rare markings and doesn't want to be kidnapped by another pack or by hunter or poachers. She always wants to have someone with her and can't sleep with out a light source of some sort. She is very shy and quiet adn won't talk to a stranger ever. She doesn't make friends easily. She is easily frightened and feels vaunrable when she is alone. She is never self concious or vain. She prefers the company of small pups that don't understand rarity yet or being alone. She will make friends with some one but it takes a lot of effort and time to gain her trust especially for males. She will hide in the depth of her den during a storm or when there are humans around. She stamers when she has to talk to some one she doesn't know. She fears a lot more things than things fear her. She is a kind gentle spirit but her past has bought on this cautious and scared nature. She really wishes she could have more courage but when ever she tries to, it all crumbles.
History: It was a crips, psring morning when she was born. She was the most beautiful pup her mother had ever layed their eyes on. She was the saviour of their pack.
A rival pack had taken the Aplha male, the pups father hostage and demanded that the pup be given to them when she was born other wise they would kill the alpha male and take all the females.
The pups was a beautiful chocolate brown with ligther brown paws, muzzle and neck area and the tip of her tail. She had pretty purple swirls that looked like the purple swirls of mist at dawn. The pup was ofcourse named Swirls of the Early Morning Dawn, Swirls for short.
The pup was cleaned and the enemy pack arived with their alpha male.
The pup was traded away to save her father and the entire packs furture.
The pup looked at her mother, her eyes full of sorrow and disapointment. Her mother gave her one last lick good-bye. That was the last time she would ever see her pup.
Swirls grew up in the rival pack, they told her she was their daughter, but she knew she didn't belong there. She knew she was different and her real parents were out there. Not where she was.
All the wolves in her suposed pack treated her like a princess. But the alphas her 'parents' as she was told forced her to help look after the young pups and do what ever Riv wanted her to do. Riv was the strongest adn largest wolf in the pack. Her 'parents' were rasing her so as soon as she was two years old, she would be Riv's mate and would mother his young.
Swirl one day got some free time to go stroll around the forest. She had never met a human before so she didn't know what a danger they were. She had stopped in a clearing to drink from a little shallow pool but a loud 'bang' fired and she fell into unconciousness.
When Swirl awoke, she was in a cage in the trailer of a large red van. She saw a large German Sherpard sitting next to the cage.
"Help me please!" She cried to the dog.
"Oh! Your awake! Um..." the dog pondered whether to let her escape. She was a very rare wolf after all...
The dog took his chance when the truck stopped so they could contiue hunting, and picked the lock with his claw.
"Run! Run as fast and far away as you can or they'll find you!" the dog yelled as she diapeared into the forest.
She stayed a lone wolf for a little while and was caputered by a few packs who traded her for fresh prey from another pack. Between excpaes she was caught by more poachers.
Each time she escaped, she grew more cautious and frightened that some one would again catch her.
She was wondering hopelessly through the silent forest at dawn one morning when she heard other wolves.
She listed and was relieved to find they were only small pups playing in a stream.
She went to them, wanting some kind of company for a change.
She hid in the bushes and watched them splashing and playing. One of the pups snuk up behind her.
"Y-your not going to eat us are y-you?" the pup stammered.
"Of cource not!" she cried, apauled at the even though of eating some ones pups.
The pups mother came looking for them and found them playing with this strange wolf.
The mother growled at Swirl, but Swirl explained and the pups backed her up.
"Can we keep her please mama?" One of the little ones beamed up at the mother.
"Oh alright. come on then, you can come back and help me get these pups to bed." the mother led them all back to the main site of the Crimson Hollow pack.
Swirl stayed with them, and has slowly made friends with some of the wolves.
Prince, a male wolf in the pack found one of those thing a human calles a 'jar' and puts fire flies in it so Swirl can sleep.
Accessories: a bracelet with a red diamond on her back left paw and a red feather at the bass of her tail.
Swirls is (c) me
