

Hi. I'm Nausia. I'm a wolf, who loves snow, haha. I suppose my name is alike nausea, but i hope i'm not making you sick. I'm a loner, and it's all I'll ever be. I feel free out here, no leader to boss me around. I love to fight, so I will often enter pack territories, and, if I'm lucky I'll snatch some of their meal. I usually creep in at night, so if the pack is large then guards may catch me. when they do, I just bite them and run off. I have a strong bite, you see. If I'm still under their grasp then I'll whimper and wriggle before being sent off to the leader. When I've been let go, to walk over to the leader, I don't wimp out of it and run away- I stay. All until this time I have to attempt to escape, and if I don't, then I fight. It is quite simple. Anyway, I shouldn't be giving away my secrets, should I? I'm a mainly black wolf, with hints of toffee in me. I have a white stomach, neck , muzzle and inner ears. I have a pitch-black nose and yellow-green eyes. My teeth are pure white, possibly from all the snow I eat. History now, correct? Atleast I'm on the right tracks. I was born a loner, and raised a loner. My mother had been born with no name, so we just called her anything we want. Most commonly, mother. My father was called Thunder. Apparently, when I was younger I was the ugliest, ha! That's where 'Nausia' came from. Not, nausea. It was meant to be- but I just gave it a twist. Now, I'm the prettiest. We have no white wolves in the family, so I'm the closest to one; so, I am the rarest of us. We're all red, so I have no idea where my white came from, but, I may just be the lucky one. Moving on. As we grew older, 1 let's say. Wait, I'm interrupting again. I'm 3. To continue, when we were 1, our parents left us. It wasn't a sad time, not at all. We were used to their constant abandoning. When it came to life decisions, I was the odd one out. My siblings went off to join a pack, but I stayed out here- as a loner.
Born a loner, die a loner.