❄ Snow of Storm Pack
Hunter
Sometimes I wonder what it's like beyond my little territory.
To see what pack life is like now, to find a mate and have pups. Sometimes
I wonder why I ever did the crime
I commited, why I didn't just control my anger. Because now I'm exiled.
A fae to never have pups. A rogue. A loner. Some say it's where I belong.
Others say it's destiny. My view on this whole thing? I hate it.
I'm Snow. It's not a very original name, I know, but it's my name. I'm a female and I am four years old. I'm not in a pack, I'm a loner. Well, a rogue I guess as I took the life of another wolf. Which is why I'm here really. I lost control of everything inside and killed a fellow wolf. It wasn't that hard really, she's wasn't one for fighting. But then I was exiled by the alpha male. And to make sure every wolf I crossed knew I was a rogue, the top of my left ear has been bitten off. It's a reminder to us rogues that we'll never belong.
I have no mate, no crushes, no anything. Not family, no home. My history is boring, except the part where I killed my pack mate. But hey, it's nothing out of the ordinary /small laugh/ Anyway there's nothing else you should really need to know. I'm a rogue, with no life. I spend my time wondering around the forest. Yep, I'm just Snow. And this is my life.
Snow was born into a small happy pack. She had an amazing family, amazing friends and had the life her mother all in-visioned her to have. But then came her attitude, her anger. She couldn't keep her feelings down. Her mother told her to stop, to control her anger but she couldn't. Eventually she lost all her friends, except for one. Tanya. Tanya stuck by her and always remembered to never cross her bad side. Those two were inseparable. And then Tanya found Duke. True love is what they called it. Betrayal was what Snow called it. Tanya pretty much left Snow, spent all her time with Duke. One day Snow built up enough courage to confront her. 'You've left me.' she said first, looking at her once bestfriend. Tanya didn't even look sad, or ashamed. 'I like DUke better. He doesn't rip your fur to pieces when he gets angry.' Tanya spat. Snow felt hurt, betrayed and, ofcourse, angry. She felt her fur bristle, 'keep it in' her body told her 'Rip her to pieces' her mind told her. So she listened to her mind. Leaping onto Tanya she death-locked her throat and Tanya died right there and then. Snow stepped away, looking at the bloody body of her old bestfriend. The alpha male confronted her, growled, snarled and spat at her. Called her an abomination to the wolf race. He bit off the top of her left ear and sent her away. Her mother watched silently, not stepping in. It was the best, Snow couldn't control her anger. Snow left that very day, her feelings gone. She wondered for abit, but then she found Storm Pack. Now, she's happy. Well, kinda.
