-Rejoining with Eclipse's permission-
__________________________________Basics→ Name
Her name is Kryll,a fitting title derived from the video game Gears of War.In game,for those who do not know,the Kryll are a group of deadly bat-like creatures who attack in the cover of nightfall.
→ Gender
She is a female,although mistaking her for a male is easy at certain times.
→ Age
She is 5 years old.Young enough to battle,though old enough to know when to back down.
→ Rank
For now,Kryll is a loner female.Although,if she joins a pack the desirable rank would be a fighter.Quite fitting,actually,although that will come out later.→ Crush
She knows no other wolves,so having a crush is not exactly plausible.
→ Mate
Please refer to the above.
→ Pups
She has had no pups in her lifetime.__________________________________Deeper
→ Personality Kryll is a difficult wolf to get along with,a fighter literally by birth.She has little patience for frivolities,although she can be quite rambunctious at rare times.Since she has not been around many others that have not tried to kill her,including her parents,she has had little experience with compassion and empathy.Love is something she has never seen in action.Her mother and father were both too cold and heartless to ever care for themselves,much less another being.Pups,she's got the smallest soft spot in her soul for them,although it's not really something to think about considering she has never had a mate.
On that aspect in this tale,it should be cleared that she is not single merely by choice.No,it is for fear that an relationship will quickly turn toxic and stale,like all others she has witnessed.The hurt there,it seems to be so much more than a physical wound.She's witnessed wolves just up and kill themselves over a lost mate.That,right there,is what has kept her from pursuing a relationship.And maybe that's why she doesn't have friends.You know,apart from the whole 'I hate everyone' attitude. → History Kryll,she's not like others.When most others grew up in a tolerant den,the relationship between mother and offspring was sickening.Kryll and her brother,a male that left long ago,they were born killers.When their parents,if they even deserve the title,bred it was merely to have their bloodlines combine.Each one came from a long line of brutal fighters,infamous for their actions.The two pups that survived birth were weaned extremely quickly,and then when their sight was up to par they were forced to spar with a horrid father.One that had tried many times to bite them into the grave.As the duo matured into young adults their father boasted to others how measly their fighting skills were against his two offspring.And so,that began the time when they had to fight to get food.And then that finally became 'you better win if you wanna eat.'
Predictably the two young wolves grew tired of this and each planned their escape.It was successful,and under the cover of the moon they parted ways with each other,the only good they had in the world,and with their parents,never to meet again.Through fighting her way through the woods she was told that her brother had been slaughtered not long after they said their goodbyes.For Kryll,the realization is what sent her over the edge.Whatever bit of compassion and niceness she had was thrown away and cruel Kryll was brought in to take it's place.Mercilessly she killed,sometimes for food and sometimes just because she liked the bloodshed.