"Must an alpha just be strong and brave to be the very best?
Is just fighting battles and showing our claws the only test?
Don't you think racing into battle isn't the only choice?
Can't an alpha be small and smart and fight with her voice?"
username:
20lait1
name:
Kiara - meaning dark, or black.
gender:
Female
personality:
Kiara's small for her age, but she's determined, courageous and willing to prove herself. She wants to be the change she wants to see in her pack - but since nobody's actually listened, she's getting more and more determined to prove herself she's like everyone else, maybe even better. She's loud and confident, a good speaker and likes to seem strong around strangers so she makes a good first impression. But she has got some weak spots - hit them accurately and precisely, and she'll immediately lose all her confidence. She hates to talk about her pack, her parents or anything sensitive.
why are their icicles black?
Kiara was always small for her age, but much more willing to prove herself to be the best. She didn't like to act weak around others, to not disrespect her parents - her parents were royalty, after all, alphas of the pack. Her parents hardly talked to her, seeing she was such a disappointment. She wanted to prove she would be a good alpha as well, like them, but as they said - "An alpha must be strong as well as brave." However, she wondered if being an alpha meant more than being big and strong - they could be small, quick and cunning, right? She asked some of the other Icicle Batlings around town, hoping for advice - instead, they ignored her and even teased her.
However, she didn't give up - the Icicle Batlings soon got annoyed by her and decided to get rid of her. They guessed that her parents hardly would care if she was missing or gone - they didn't even care for such a tiny pipsqueak! They decided to set her a dangerous task that would eventually kill her, or at least, have her leave forever. So one day, they told her, "Fine! If you want to learn to be a great alpha... seeing you say you are small, quick and cunning, you must go to the sea and hunt down the Great Octopus, a beast with eight legs, and bring it back to the pack. I'm sure it'll fill up many hungry bellies."
Hearing that, Kiara eagerly agreed and set off without telling anyone. She headed towards the scent of salt - the sea. She refused to give up or stop fighting - she received a couple of injuries on the way, but she clenched her teeth and kept going. She finally arrived at the sea, and sat down for a moment to think and rest. I can't breath underwater... but there must be another way, right? She sat and thought as the sky grew dark. Then she thought, Maybe I can't go underwater, but maybe I can bring the Great Octopus up here, where I will have the advantage? She decided to do just that and started preparing for the next morning.
The next day, she tossed a couple of fish she had managed to find, flopping on the shore, hoping it would attract the Octopus. Sure enough, a giant beast rose out of the water, long legs lashing to grab the fish. Kiara froze, suddenly realizing how big it was - then steeled her nerves and charged. She battered at it with her claws, but it hardly seemed to bother it. The Octopus started sinking into the water - thinking fast, Kiara scrambled over its back and slashed at its eyes. With a roar, the Octopus turned around and lashed at her with one of its long legs. She grabbed it with her jaws and held on, tight, eyes shut - there was a tearing noise and suddenly she was flying through the air, still clinging to the tentacle. Another roar, and an inky darkness suddenly sprayed over her, knocking her off the tentacle and sending her flying down the beach.
She hit the sand hard - luckily, it softened her fall. However, she stayed unconscious until night, where she groggily got to her paws, feeling pain sting her pads and wounds - but when she saw what was left, she smiled. A long tentacle lay close to the shore, claw marks and bite marks scattered over it. She limped over and took the tip with her teeth and started dragging it home, ready to prove she wasn't the failure they thought she was.
When she returned back to her pack, the first Icicle Bat she met was her father. "Father!" she cried, dropping the octopus leg. "I hunted down the Great Octopus and brought back its leg to eat!" Instead of a cheer or even a warm smile, he frowned. "You're not my daughter." he said. "My daughter is dead - the Icicle Batlings told me themselves." "But... but I'm Kiara! Don't you recognize me?! I used my wit to -" "I don't want to hear anymore. Unless you can really show you're Kiara, then you're not taking one step into my territory." He bared his teeth at her, his icicles glowing fiercely. Kiara stepped back in shock, leaving the octopus leg. "But... I..." "Go. Now." She spun around and fled, her father snarling behind her back, and disappeared over the snowy hills, ashamed and alone.
She wondered about what he had said - Why didn't he recognize me? She decided to see for herself and peered into a crystal clear puddle - to her horror, her once gleaming, colorful icicles were inky black. Her eye white was black and so was her tongue. Her pads were scraped and dark, and Kiara could barely recognize herself. She gritted her teeth and turned away from her reflection. I'll prove I'm really Kiara. she told herself. One day, they will remember. One day, I'll prove myself to be the best and become rightful alpha of my pack.
To this day, Kiara's been living outside her pack's territory, thinking up with ways to prove herself. To prove she's the best - to prove she's Kiara, the rightful alpha of her pack.
Likes:
The color purple, grey-purple and grey-blue, because these are her natural colors and she's proud of it.
Archery, because she doesn't have to get too close to enemies as they would easily overpower her. She prefers to stand away and shoot or ambush.
Being praised, because it's good when they're not talking about her weaknesses and congratulating her on her strengths instead. However, this hardly ever happens.
Dislikes:
Paw-to-paw combat, because she isn't that good at it without a strategy and she's easily overpowered by her opponents.
Being teased, because she knows that nobody's all good and all bad - she has her strengths and weaknesses, like them.
Being caught off-guard, because she's proud of her cleverness and she doesn't like it when someone proves to be better than her.
What is her reaction to her sudden change of color?
She's suddenly hating black, but also can't help but like it a little. Black is the color of her icicles - what made her father turn away from her, what made her pack not believe her. However, darkness is useful as she can camouflage into the night and use it as an ambush. She has mixed feelings about black - however, she wishes that her icicles never changed color.
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