•Ｙｏｕ Ｃａｎ Ｒｕｎ, Ｂｕｔ Ｙｏｕ Ｃａｎ'ｔ Ｈｉｄｅ•{Wolf Rp}Open and Accepting

[Flame...Merp]

(Please people? D:)

[Ravendarus]

Done!!

~I'm wide awake
Yeah, I was in the dark
I was falling hard
With an open heart
I'm wide awake
How did I read the stars so wrong?~

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Introduction
~Who am I?~//This is me//
Name (last, first): Cira Lynn Whitestep
“My name was given to me by my father, Whitestep is the name of my old pack, and Lynn the name of my Late Mother, but Cira is my normal name and everyone calls me it. Though I am no longer a Whitestep wolf I am still proud to carry my name where ever I should go and stand"
Nickname(s): Cira, Cir Cir, Ci
“Well in truth, my brother used to call me Cir, Cir to bother me, but my sister called me Ci all the time. I’d rather call myself by my actually name, over being called any nickname you call me… though one time I was called Cutie-pie, it was rather odd I admit, and one time Snowball, Don’t remind me of that one!”
Age: 4
“I was born 4 years ago, and some odd days I guess. I am excited for my birthday! It’ll come back around one day I’ll be 5 then, another year older, another year lived. I may be young but I am wiser then most and I have been through many hardships… but never the less I enjoy my age and wouldn’t change it for the world… until the day I was born rolls around again”
Species: Arctic Wolf
“Artic Wolf, yes I came from the north, far north actually, where I am from all the wolves are white like me, snow white”
Gender: Female
“Do I really sound or look like a male… I mean I really don’t want to, it would be really embarrassing if I was, then I would be made fun of… but no I’m a girl, a fae, a female among females! Proud to be a fae indeed… even if I’m not the prettiest”
Sexual Orientation: Straight
“Yes, sorry ladies, but I like males, always have, always will”
Birthday: January 19th[
“Well, yes this was the day I was born, a lovely cold winter’s day, during a blizzard actually”

~Here is my past~//And all my mistakes//
Life Story: In a far away place, in a Valley named Alterinna Valley, there was a pack called the Whitestep pack, ruled over by a power male named Darius, he was brave and strong, well respected, no one tried to take over from him as most feared getting him angry. His mate Lynn soon gave birth to twin sisters named Cira and Selia both were being raised to become the next Alpha, but it would be a final test to decide who the winner would be. Cira’s history begins here. As a pup Cira was always the kinder one, everyone loved her, she was always the center of attention even when she didn't want to be, she listened to everyone's problems and helped them out whenever she could she didn't desire to be the Alpha, she wanted to be a pup-mother, but if she was chosen she wouldn't reject, she always put the pack first. Selia on the other paw was much different then her sister, she sought after power not kindness, she believed in fighting and strength, she was aggressive almost all the time and caused fights, but her strength was said to be just like her father's she desired to be Alpha more then anything.

As they grew older their personalities didn't change one bit, they were the same and it was still undecided who would be the one to take over. Their mother died from a sickness and their father fell into depression, his final words to the pack was that Cira would the Alpha female. Cira was surprised that she had been chosen and Selia was filled with hatred, why hadn't she been chosen? After their father died Selia challenged Cira for the right to lead the pack, but Cira wouldn't fight her only sister and despite the fact that Selia attacked her, she didn't fight back. The pack turned on Selia for hurting their beloved Cira and she was driven out. When Cira healed she discovered that she was now blind from the damaged that had been caused, but the pack made her Alpha Female anyways after the wishes of her father.

Selia having been drive out, angered, she decided to make a pack of her own, she took over the mountains surrounding the pack, it was her plan to build herself a strong and powerful pack and take over her idiotically kind sister's pack. She would show them what a true Alpha was about. Cira grew upset that he sister was gone, she never did get to see her sister again because shortly after she left a plague spread over the pack, many wolves became sick and one of the first wolves to die was the healer of the pack. Cira took over the role of Healer and Alpha trying her best to keep the pack going… but it was far too later. Most of Cira’s pack died off, feeling it was her own fault Cira out casted herself letting her beta take over the pack. She wandered for many moons trying to find her sister, but she never did. She started working on improving her skills as a healer and joined the Silent Winds Pack as the Lead Healer since they needed the help, she didn’t mind, but never speaks of her past to anyone, she couldn’t help but fall in love with the Alpha, she’s not afraid to express herself, but she doesn’t want to be an Alpha again.

~I'm wide awake
And now it's clear to me
That everything you see
Ain't always what it seems
I'm wide awake
Yeah, I was dreaming for so long~

About Him/Her
~I act the way I do~//Because I can//
Personality: Cira is a quiet wolf, she's not afraid or anything, she's just shy. She prefers to observe others rather then interact with them. Afar and with one or two wolves she's quite friendly, she doesn’t always speak up right away, but when you get her into a good conversation she is fine. Her bravery vanishes upon others showing up, she's very shy in a crowd of people. Cira is a very observant wolf, she learns as much as she can by listening to others and tends to stray away from them if they get to close or she does. She's trying to cope with her shyness but isn't doing to good of a job. She's trying to learn to accept it and then overcome it, but she really needs help but every time she tries to be brave she runs away as fast as she can. She doesn't plan to stop trying to be brave and she's not afraid, she wants to be better, stronger for someone she lost and for someone who could really use the help. Cira, despite her shyness is a really kind and caring wolf she loves all living creatures and often helps injured animals she finds in the forest, even if she does eat them, she’s not a hunter so she’s not going after them, she's a loving wolf under that shy shell and would love more then anything is to make a true friend. This is one side of Cira, despite being shy, she is very tolerant and her smile, which is given often, is a symbolic portrait of her kindness. She is scared half the time when she has no other wolves to worry about but herself. She does not have much courage by herself, but it gleams when she has a purpose. She doesn't like wolves that are ambitious and disloyal; she likes wolves that do the right things. Cira also has an ability to sense a higher truth behind things. She can also be very intelligent, and very observant (When she wants), and of course care free (when she's by herself). This side appears when she is serious about helping another and she removes her translucent mask. She looks at the world in a different way, and never worries about the stuff she doesn't have, only what she already has. Overall, Cira is a beautiful loving wolf.
Good Habit(s): Cira is good with herbs, and loves to help others whenever she gets the chance.
Bad Habit(s): She gets scared easily, and often gets lost in thought sometimes spacing out.
Theme Song: Wide Awake – Katy Perry
Quote: "Life is not measured in the breaths we take, but the moments that take our breath away" -Hilary Cooper
"The Best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched, they must be felt with the heart" -Helen Keller

~I wish I knew then
What I know now
Wouldn't dive in
Wouldn't bow down
Gravity hurts
You made it so sweet
‘Til I woke up on
On the concrete~

~What I like~//And what I don't//
Like(s): Flowers, Pups, Love, Rylan, The Pack, helping others when she can.
Dislike(s): Death, thinking of her past, losing those she loves, being unable to find her sister.
Hobbies: Sorting Herbs, eating berries and honey, and helping others.
Fear(s): She’s afraid of sudden loud noises. Thunderstorms, but most of all Water
Favorite Food(s): Elk, Deer, and Mice

Favorite Color(s): She doesn’t have one since she can’t see

Favorite Season(s): “Spring; it’s the season when all the flowers start to grow!”

Favorite Time of Day: “Morning, I love the morning, I always wake up early for it”

~Falling from cloud 9
Crashing from the height
I'm letting go tonight
Yeah, I'm falling from cloud 9

I'm wide awake
I'm wide awake
I'm wide awake
I'm wide awake
I'm wide awake~

~A little on the inside~//Never hurts to look//
Strength(s): Cira is kind hearted, she’s always willing to listen to others and help when she can; she’s always a good friend, she’s gifted with herbs, and finding and tracking things.

Weakness(es): She’s a terrible swimmer. She’s Blind first and for most. Scared easily, and never fights back.

Extras: Cira is often seen by herself; but does tend to talk to those who aren’t really popular. She also loves working with the elderly.

Ambition/Life-long Dream: To be mates with Rylan, or maybe just have pups one day, perhaps adopt one.

Pack: Silent Winds Pack

Rank: Lead Healer

Rank Wanted: Perfectly happy where she is.

Family and Friends
~A Family For Me~//One I love to see//

Parent(s): Lynn Whitestep//Mother//Deceased
Darius Ridge Whitestep//Father//Deceased

Sibling(s): Selia Forte Whitestep//Sister//Unknown

Relative(s): None

Best Friend(s): Gone...

Friend(s): Mhmm… perhaps she should make some, though she is very friendly with everyone.

Crush(es): Rylan

Rival(s): Belle

Enemies: Oh no, Cira has no enemies!

~Not losing any sleep
I picked up every piece
And landed on my feet
I'm wide awake
Need nothing to complete myself - nooohooo

I'm wide awake
Yeah, I am born again
Out of the lion’s den
I don't have to pretend
And it's too late
The story's over now, the end~

[center]Looks and Appearance
~What I look like~//Please don't stare...//

Appearance: Cira is a slender wolf due to the fact she doesn't get much to eat. She is skinny and not very well-built, she's a beautiful wolf she's just fragile. Her silky fur is a radiant snow white colour. She was abused when she was younger but the scars are now hidden from view, hidden under her well groomed fur. She is a very fast runner because of her form, but she is no fighter. Her eyes are a very pale blue colour. Her nose is a bright pink which match the inside of her ears, everything else is white on her, a flawless white.center]

~I wish I knew then
What I know now
Wouldn't dive in
Wouldn't bow down
Gravity hurts
You made it so sweet
‘Til I woke up on
On the concrete

Falling from cloud 9
Crashing from the height
I'm letting go tonight
(Yeah, I’m letting go)
I'm falling from cloud 9

I'm wide awake
I'm wide awake
I'm wide awake
I'm wide awake
I'm wide awake~

[anxiety).]

{I wonder if the person that reserved alpha for the Thundering Skies pack is going to join...

[Ravendarus]

((Cira's accepted right?))

[anxiety).]

{Yeah

[Ravendarus]

((Thank you! And I hope they join as well))

[anxiety).]

{ Bump

[imperfect beauty. ϯ]

ooc: sorry for not posting, i've been super busy, i'll post my form right away, it'll need to be approve by a moderator though, sorry

[Cyphron]

Darkness is all I seek, loneliness is all I feel.
The savageness within, the monster inside,
it's all lies. Deathly eyes, cooling tone,
sharp fangs. Is all I am, but I am no monster.
Scars cover me, they said time would heal them
they spoke lies. The pain lessened and scar tissue
covered them, but they still haunt me. There
is only one to aid, only one to bring light.
One day that one will come, but for now
I stand alone

Hello there young one, the name is White Fang. Nothing more and nothing less, just plain White Fang is what I prefer to come by. I was named aftermy sharp white fangs as you can say they were what I was known for as a pup and still to this day. I prefer that you do not call me by any nicknames as I feel no need for them, so please refrain from doing so. Shall I say I have walked this earth for four years and six moons now, as you can see I am not that old and not that young, a right age basically. I am a full blooded male, brute, lad, anything you can say but I am indeed a male, nowhere near female.

As far as sight goes you can see that I am a fairly large wolf with muscles that ripple beneath my pelt with every moment that I make. I am lean and agile, but speed is not much on my side as strength is. My fur has multiple colors, radiating from a light caramel brown to a dark coal black with tints of white and down to a light stormy gray. My fur has no pattern to it's coloring so you can never see nor tell which main color is basically made up of my entire pelt, I'm not even sure myself. My fur is sleek and smooth to the touch, almost soft and my tail consists to appear like a wooly fox tail. The tips of my fur curl in towards my stomach like claws protecting the skin underneath. Many scars hide deep within my fur from many fights in my past, though one is the most noticable and the most haunting. A jagged scar goes straight through and across my left eye, a pinkish color somewhat that is in sight with just one glance towards my direction. Many judge with this scar and I pay no heed as I have grown use to it over the years. My eyes are an icy blue with what appears to be a haunting edge to them, almost eerie like. My eyes hold no emotions as I have learned to mask them over, though they hold truth many times. Some have told me that when I look your way it is as if my eyes are peering into your soul. I don't believe this but it is what I'm told.

Ah, so I see as my time to tell my psersonality comes forth. To start off I have always been a lone wolf, always have been and most likely always will be. I dislike being in crowds and surrounded by multiple wolves at once. I prefer to keep to myself and be left in peace, as no one can annoy you when you are alone. I'm reserved and introvert you can say, but not quite shy, just anti-social more or less. Though I know in due time I will adopt to being surrounded by many, I know that the loneliness in the pit of my heart will always be there, no matter what. A constant reminder of what I am. I'm a loner at heart and there is no hiding that. When I am around others I show no emotions to them, only if I want to. I'm apathetic, not giving away anything of what I'm feeling in my voice or body language. No emotions come across me so it's difficult to figure me out, though most have never tried. With showing no emotions I show no weaknesses, so almost everybody leaves me be, never getting on my bad side which could lead to my aggressivenss. With my aggression I go into a hostile and cautious mode, snarling at anybody in sight with my hackles raised and teeth bared. I only see red and everybody as a threat, including if someone I care about is in danger is when such thing as my aggression comes in. It's almost impossible to bring me out of it unless one I trust is close by. As we move alone past my temper I have picked up the trait of being extremely observant. I can easily read your emotions by just seeing into your eyes or reading your body language or the sound of your voice. I can pick up on habits that you have, even habits that you may not be aware of. To say in other words, I can easily figure you out, it's almost as if you are an open book to me. I hope you are aware of the quote; Our eyes are windows to our soul as this very quote applies to me. My eyes reveal all of what I am feeling for a minimal time before I mask them over, it only takes one quick glance at the right timing to discover what I am feeling. That is why I hardly let anyone look into my eyes as I don't want them to figure me out. To me showing emotions is showing weakness and I hate doing so, emotions are our enemies, never our allies. I have trust issues as you can see so I hardly let anyone in, trust comes as in respect to me so once you gain my respect you are close to gaining my trust. Once you gain my trust I remain loyal to you, always standing by your side no matter what and offering what ever advice I can give. I'm wise I can tell you though I always give my advice in quotes and riddles, wanting to one I tell to think through it instead of giving them the answer straight forward. Nothing ever comes easy. I am not the forgiving type, I hardly give second chances unless one truly deserves it in my eyes. It takes a moment to forgive but it takes a lifetime to forget. We easily forgive without even knowing it, but that one memory, that one moment they betrayed us will always stay deep within our mind. No matter what memories stay and sometimes they aren't friendly.

I was born in a late spring night with my sister Promise Broken and my brother Noble Soldier. Every morning we would always hear yelling although we never knew who the voices belonged to or why they were yelling. When we were all a month old I was playing outside with my brother Noble and my sister Promise when I heard growling and whimpering. I left my siblings to check it out and well to say it my so called father Ace was attacking my mother Whisper. She was badly wounded with scars and blood everywhere around her. I hid and Ace stormed off and went after my siblings who were still playing and unaware of what was happening. I followed Ace quietly and saw him grab Noble by the scruff and take him away. A few days later while I was in the den with Promise and my mother Whisper, a gray colored wolf came along who went by the name of Alcatraz. I find out that he was Whisper's brother and let's just say he took me away from my mother and she did nothing about it. I struggled against his grip but everything I tried was no good and I watched as I was carried away from Promise, the only family I had left that cared about me. I stood with Alcatraz for about a year, a year of hard training and brutal truth. Being around Alcatraz I learned that he had took me away from Whisper so that he can train me to be a great fighter and to be prepared for something, but he never told me what. Alcatraz left me leave and so I did, traveling as a lone wolf was mild difficult but I learned. Fighting constantly with other wolves over territory and prey. One evening as I was doing my daily rounds on scouting the territory I had claimed for awhile I saw a familiar looking black and golden creamed colored wolf, which turned out to be Noble. He had grown different over the years more selfish, conceited to shorten words he was just like Ace. We fought almost everyday, finding out ourselves that this was why we were trained. Alcatraz and Ace had always been rivals so they decided to settle it by making Ace's two sons fight resulting in Noble and I. Noble making a cheap shot during one fight latched himself onto me and bit down close to my eyes and dug his fangs deep into my skin until he reached my muzzle. I tossed him off and he left. The next day I went looking for him, but to find out that he had been mauled by a bear. It wasn't long before I abandoned the territory and left, leaving the barren place behind but carrying the memory and scar with me.

I have never seen much into the subject of love nor ever thought of having a mate, but I would like to have pups someday. I don't see much for the reason of love as some use it as a upperhand towards us, but I've seen what it can do I can tell you that I yearn for that feeling, but have never came across it with a female. It will be foreign to me I'm aware of that, but I await the for when one comes across and finds their way into my heart, to love the beast with many scars and flaws. That will be the day that the chains fall and the redemption arrives.

Some things that I like is obviously being alone, I enjoy the peacefuly silence that dwindles in the air, the calming aura of nature around you. I like nature, everything is natural around you. Mother Nature knows when to stop and when to destroy. I also have a strange attraction to thunder storms, don't ask why but I like the booming and crackling sounds of the the thunder and lightning. Storms are in the sky but what else I like gazing up there are the stars, so many out there that we aren't even aware of. It's like no other.

What I dislike would have to be distrubed peaceful silence, I don't understand why people can't take a chance to sit still and listen. I also tend to dislike jealousy, there's no point to it to me as the only thing you will hurt is yourself, the one you are using, and the one you want to get jealous. I don't like having to show my emotions and showing weakness, there's no telling what could happen with one give away. I tend to not take a very good liking towards brutes that are conceited, faes that throw themselves and mostly know it alls. I also don't like when one complains, I'm silently pleading in my mind for you to shut up, but I don't want to be rude so I stay quiet.

Ah fears, the things that prevent everybody from being in peace. One major fear of mine is people betraying my trust, I fear that they will stab me in the back and leave me there to rot. When I give you my trust I'm giving you a part of me and once you betray me, you rip that part of me to shreds. I guess which leads to my trust issues. Being in small tight spaces is another one of my fears, I panic when I'm locked in a tight room and I get this hollow feeling in my stomach. Not being able to read someone through their eyes or body language, it frightens me beyond belief. When I can't interpret someone, I feel lost and helpless. Reading them helps me understand without words and when I can't do that, I panic. Death. The most common fear among all. Yes I fear death just as much as anybody, I know that it's going to come one day but I can't help but fear that very day that it will arrive.

I have no desire for any rank, but Lead Nightwatcher of the Silent Winds pack would settle fine with me.

[imperfect beauty. ϯ]

ooc: sky's still a wip

ｔｈｅ "ｃａｒｅｌｅｓｓ ｐｒｉｎｃｅｓｓ"

"Ｃｏｍｅ ｏｎ ｓｋｉｎｎｙ ｌｏｖｅ, ｊｕｓｔ ｌａｓｔ ｔｈｅ ｙｅａｒ. Ｐｏｕｒ ａ ｌｉｔｔｌｅ ｓａｌｔ, ｗｅ ｗｅｒｅ ｎｅｖｅｒ ｈｅｒｅ."

"beautiful name, love."

her name. beautiful, elegant, soft, as most people would say. snow white. she was given the name snow white due to the color of her pelt when she was just born. pure snow white. no other colors, just white, very rare for wolves in her pack.

"a bit too formal, anything simpler?"

although she's called by her full name by most, she does have a one or two nicknames. besides her formal full name, wolves also know as just snow. a short version of her name. none dare to call her white because of her history. she's usually goes by snow or something related to snow, winter or ice for example.

"forgot my manners, may i ask for your age?"

although this young fae is a very pretty inexperience, she is very, very cunning and strong. snow is currently three years and four months old, just like her twin brother. she was born a few minutes after him. like her brother, snow was born in winter, december, on a snowy, black sky day.

"you're a fae, i'm assuming."

snow white is completely, one hundred percent female. she may be a bit more faster, stronger and slightly more built than most males, but snow white is a female. she wolf, fae, however you would like to say it, it's been confirmed for years now that she is a female.

"Ｉ ｔｅｌｌ ｍｙ ｌｏｖｅ ｔｏ ｗｒｅｃｋ ｉｔ ａｌｌ. Ｃｕｔ ｏｕｔ ａｌｌ ｔｈｅ ｒｏｐｅｓ ａｎｄ ｌｅｔ ｍｅ ｆａｌｌ."

"anyone catch your eye yet, darling?"

snow currently does not have a crush on anyone yet, secret crush or open crush. she's not one of those faes that fall in 'love' at first sight, or one of those faes that 'loves' a brute for his rank. in order for her to like a male, she needs time to really figure out who he is and what he's like to make sure that he's worth her heart and attention.

"a mate is forever, for life, for eternity."

consider the fact that she doesn't even have a crush, you'd expect snow to not have a mate either, you're right. snow doesn't have a mate due to the fact that she's a new wolf in the territory. she knows nobody and isn't planning on having a mate until she feels like it's the right time.

"old love still run through your heart."

in love, snow is very inexperienced and is pretty much a pup. she knows nothing. she has a fear of falling in love. it may sound crazy and stupid, but it's true. she never really had it in her to truly fall in love without any fears or guilt roaming in her heart. she was in love with a male in her old pack, but he was killed, and from that day, she always had a fear of falling for another and losing them as well.

"Ａｎｄ Ｉ ｔｏｌｄ ｙｏｕ ｔｏ ｂｅ ｐａｔｉｅｎｔ. Ａｎｄ Ｉ ｔｏｌｄ ｙｏｕ ｔｏ ｂｅ ｆｉｎｅ."

"i see how you got your name now."

yes, her dirty snow white pelt. it didn't look like this when she was a pup though. she used to have pure snow white fur, but some of the spots did turn gray and brown, giving it a dirty white color. the colors kind of change. for example, at winter, her fur turns back to its original pure diamond white, but in the other seasons, it has dirty shades of gray and brown in it. the texture of her pelt alone is just like snow. soft like velvet. unlike most wolves who had rough and firm fur to keep them warm, snow has soft fur to keep her warm. surprisingly, it's warmer than the common texture, keeping her dry while swimming and letting it have that beautiful feel at the same time.

"your eyes, they're lovely."

gold. golden like the sun. there's really no much to say about it. her eyes are bright and beautiful. it's almost magical. there's not most wolves with these kind of eyes. in the snow, you can only see her eyes. her eyes only, unless you see her black nose. at night, her eyes shines as it's like the moon itself.

"Ａｎｄ ｉｎ ｔｈｅ ｍｏｒｎｉｎｇ, Ｉ'ｌｌ ｂｅ ｗｉｔｈ ｙｏｕ. Ｂｕｔ ｉｔ ｗｉｌｌ ｂｅ ａ ｄｉｆｆｅｒｅｎｔ ｋｉｎｄ."

"your loyalty belongs where exactly?"

snow is currently in silent winds. she ran away from her old pack and home due to the rules and customs there. now she belongs in another pack, hoping to have a more equal and free life. she was suppose to stay with her brother, but he insisted that she joins silent winds instead.

"a rank if what defines a wolf, right?"

huntress. the perfect huntress. snow was a complete loner, or a runaway if you know her background. she was a beta female in her last pack, but she left to search for a new life. snow's now a simple huntress in silent winds.

"so, what was your past like, was it good or bad?"

somewhere in between good and bad. she never really had a terrible life, nor an amazing, flawless life either. snow's life is pretty much in between. eldest daughter of the betas of straski, [her old pack] she was the only female of the litter and is the twin sister of, black sky [sky] and older sister to her younger brothers, kayton and rohan. as a pup, she was always adventurous and more daring than your average wolf pup. as a juvenile, snow was the trained to become the best huntress in the pack by her parents, and she was the best. faes were jealous of her strength and skill, brutes were attracted to how different she was, but snow was just who she was. she never really had a good friend, expect for her twin brother, sky. when she finally reached the maturing age, two years old, she was suppose to by mated with the alpha's son, aristro. she didn't love him though. her heart belonged to another. rayne. a mere hunter in the pack. they would meet secretly and do whatever lovers do. no one knew about it, but soon, aristro found out. furious, he ordered a male named white to murder rayne, keep snow to himself. killing the only one that she ever loved. after rayne's death, snow couldn't handle the customs of her pack. arranged marriage, social classes, everything. she couldn't handle them. she decided she would runaway from the land, no one knew about it of course, but snow still needed someone that she trusted to keep the wolves busy on the night of her escape. the only person she could think of was her brother, sky. sky, as the future beta male, he agreed to organize a hunting party away from the route that snow was taking. after saying goodbye to her brother, snow waited until they left. as soon as they did, she made her move. she killed small prey and took shelter in decent abandoned dens. she managed to keep herself pretty healthy and groomed, but before she reached this land, she was attacked by a bear and barely escaped with her life. she has a half broken front left paw, a huge disadvantage for her, but she's thriving and searching for a new pack and she found one. one where she could be free. she joined silent winds, after she met up with sky, who followed his younger sisters footsteps and ran away as well.

"family, the most important thing."

her parents were called ashta and breh. she had three brother, her twin, sky and two younger brothers, kayton and rohan. snow currently does not have any other known family members.

"Ａｎｄ ｎｏｗ ａｌｌ ｙｏｕｒ ｌｏｖｅ ｉｓ ｗａｓｔｅｄ. Ｔｈｅｎ ｗｈｏ ｔｈｅ ｈｅｌｌ ｗａｓ Ｉ?"

"can i have a sneak peek into your personality, dearie?"

courageous. snow may be one of the most bravest wolves you will ever meet or hear about. she sacrificed almost everything in her life to give her family a more normal life. she knew if she stayed in the pack, the alphas would think that her family knew about the secret affair between her and rayne, so she picked up courage and left. snow won't hesitate to lay her life on the line for someone she cares. she won't let fear flow through her body and because of that, it made her strong and enduring. courage was born in her from the day she was brought into the world. stubborn. this fae is stubborn and won't back down. never. no matter what the cause is. she's like a fire in the middle of the ocean. not willing to burn out. due to her stubbornness, she is careless, aggressive and very cunning and sly. beautiful. she's pretty much a member of the royal family, taking the role of the princess, of course. she's elegant and formal. snow is always clean and proper, she's barely seen with imperfect fur, and her den, it'll be dressed elegantly as well.

"what do you like?"

snow has a lot of interest, but her main interests are hunting, music, and birds. snow is a huge singer, but she's very silent about it. if you're silent enough, you'll hear her humming on her free time. hunting is a huge part of her life. it's her love, her passion. everything she was designed for. birds. yes, birds. she's in love with bird. how they fly. their abstract colors and patterns.

"what don't you like?"

nightmares. she fears them. she couldn't express how much she fears them, it just hurts her so much. she suffers from them sadly, due to her past. she sees her first love being killed every time she closes her eyes. she imagines the sadness and tears in her younger brothers' and parents' eyes when they found out about her going away. it just hurts her so much. she struggles to stop the horrible dreams.

"a song that describes you?"

the a team.- she's always in a daydream. somewhere over the rainbow.

ｔｈｅ "ｑｕｉｅｔ ｐｒｉｎｃｅ"

"Ｉ ｕｓｅｄ ｔｏ ｒｕｌｅ ｔｈｅ ｗｏｒｌｄ, ｓｅａｓ ｗｏｕｌｄ ｒｉｓｅ ｗｈｅｎ Ｉ ｇａｖｅ ｔｈｅ ｗｏｒｄ."

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