Name:
Danvers
Rank:
Not assigned yet
Age:
5 Years
Status: Single & Unmated
"You are only as strong as you think you are"
Rank: Not assigned yet
Rank Wanted: Fighter of some sort, preferably a lead position
Crush: No fae of yet
Mate: None
Cubs: None
Sibing: Alessia
Strengths: Body Mass, Strategy, Identifying weakness, Teaching
Weakness: Toleratance, having fun, feeling relaxed
Name:
Alessia
Rank:
Not assigned yet
Age:
5 years
Status:
Single & Unmated
If you want to live a fairytale, write it
Rank: Not yet assigned
Rank Wanted: Lead Caretaker
Crush: No brute yet
Mate: None
Cubs: None
Sibling: Danvers
The Sibling's history In the shadows of one moonless night, events were unfolding that would be the ruin the lives of not only one, but two, strong and proud packs. October 13th, night of the dark moon saw to the death of Regina, a beautiful fae, outcast of Eirileen Pack. She was outcast for falling in love with an Alpha Brute named Markus, and he in turn loved her. That night, the fae lay dying in labour as she delievered two small, mewling cubs. As Regina took her last breath, the cubs took their first, only to be named by their farther later.
The birth of Danvers & Alessia saw to the feud of Eirileen and Yennick, both had rights to the newborn cubs and neither refused to give it up without a fight. With both packs dying out, due to some virus spreading through the youngest and pregnant females, many disputes were caused between the two, some poor wolves were even injured, or killed. Once the cubs grew strong enough to survive the journey, Markus, their father fled, runing beside his son and daughter. The wolves ran for miles, Markus hunting only enough to sustain Danvers and Alessia, raising his cubs to become a 'real' wolves, fighting without mercy, growing a cold heart inside them.
After running for so long, and so hard, Markus was growing old, and weary, weakening steadily everyday in unknown territory where little grew or survive. With the first day of Winter, Markus's body lay cold, liveless on the ground, and the cubs, now just 8 months old, lay under the thick fur of their father, sobbing softly. An elder fae had been walking nearby, discovered the dead wolf's body lying there with the cubs beside it. She took them in for herself to the pack where they became intergrated members. Each was raised as one of the pack, growing to be strong and talented, whilst Alessia was warm hearted, gentle and loving, Danvers was strong, dark and unpredictable.
(P.S Sorry about the strange history, I just edited the history and character of Danvers to add in Alessia XD)
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