by Lady Masquerade » Sun Dec 20, 2009 3:16 pm
Name:Misty
Gender:Female
Crush:Open
Mate:Open
Appernace:Below
Personailty:Misty is a high spirt wolf.She is blind in one eye and mostly teased.Though she does nto let that get to her, she does not care what other wolves look like cause its what is in the inside that counts.Shes outgoing and cheerfull.Mostly to think about the bright side of things
Likes:The wind, thunderstorms,hurricanes,indians,friends and happy things,peace.
Dislikes:Hunters, fights, war, fire, and the sound of a gun
History:
One peaceful morning there was a sun that was a bright sunny yellow color shining down on this meadow with a thousand flowers. All the flowers had different colors so that no two were alike.The grass was a freah healthy lime green color and when the wind blew agaist it it made a sweet rusteling sound.Now, if you looked even closer you could see a big white figure laying in the grass with a small white and brown figure by it. It was a mother wolf, she was as white as a diamond glowing in the artic's snow at night. And under her, was a small wolf pup.Her coat had her mothers wonderful white and a amberish brown color added.One of her eyes was a bright amber color but the other...was a misty foggy color which showed her blind.But that never stoped the pup, she pranced around as happy as ever. Squrriels and crows would teash her calling her cyclopse nad that did hurt.But the pup did not undertsnad why they had to make fun of her, they did not know what she was really like. One day the mother wolf like always went out to hunt, the pup knew this and was not scared for what danger could happen on a wonderful day like this, but, her thoughts were wrong.The pup saw bird fly up looking like they were flying away from something.It seemed strange when WAM! It sound like a firecreaker opened going every were. The pup hid in the back of the den afriad of what to do and waited for its mother to return......but she never did.
Soon and indian named 'Black hawk' heard strange cries for help and went to the sound.What he found was a small tiny blind in one eye pup.He picked her up and took her to his tribe raising her for a year. He named her Misty cause she would always get up and love to feel the cold smooth wind blow agaist her face. Though Black Hawk could see it was time fro her to start her own life and live were she needed to really be.So one day he took her on a long walk, they walked until midnight and he sat her by a small pond. A full moon was out and shineing in the water. Black Hawk made a small hole in Misty's ear were he sliped a small ring. There he sat by her for five minutes and slowly got up. Misty got up and followed, she turned to her "Stop.Stay" He said with a pain of sadness in his voice. Misty's eyes clouded but noded and understood, this was were she belonged. That night she sat facing the water, small silver tears went down her muzzel and into the ice cold blue water.In the morning she got up and ran, she had no idea were but it would led her somewere.She spent days and nights one the run until she found it. A pack, called the RainPack. All the wolves welcomed her with warm arms into this RainPack, they did not care about how she looked but that she is a great pack member and a wonderful friend. So now and probley forever Misty is living in a warm nice pack with a small pup.She does not have a name but is full of grace, and sometimes slips off.Misty does not no were but she always coms back. And one day, Misty came along to cause the pup wanted her.And thats when Misty saw a human with its child. Misty snarled no knowing who it was when she saw it. Black Hawk. Misty ran into his arms licking his warm wonderful face.She watched her pup play with Black Hawks and knew.Her history may be bad, but her future, were in the perfect hands.