Wisteria--------------------------------------------------
ᴳᵃᵐᵐᵃ˒ ᶠᵃᵉ˒ ᴺᵒ ᴹᵃᵗᵉ˒ ᴰᵃᵘᵍʰᵗᵉʳ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒˡᵈ ᴬˡᵖʰᵃ
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"Wisteria stands apart in groups, the introvert who pushes herself into situations and runs her charismatic wit on the daily to get what she thinks the people need. While most may struggle to keep perspective in fights Wisteria is always aware of both sides of an argument, capable of taking both in and reasoning them with a clear mind. When not in the mood to talk Wisteria is extremely snarky and border-line aggressive. Deep down she's the dreamer, always wanting the better for her people."
"You're not like your father" Her mother had told her when she little and still full of questions. The statement had come after her mother had taken her for a walk around the territory, it had been her father's plan that Wisteria would succeed him and that when the time came she would need to know every rock of the land and the area around it. As they walked they stirred up a field of butterflies, her mother had expected her to attack the creatures, try to eat them but instead she watched them inquisitively, walking more cautiously. She didn't want to bring harm to any creature, and thus her mother spoke, "You're not like your father".
"You're nothing like your mother" Came the excited praise from her father in her teens as she delivered the final blow on an elk. He had spent the last few years make her hardened to life, teaching her how to be strict. Her mother had died not long after she had reached her teen years. Under her father's guiding paw the gentle nature she had once had was smothered and replaced with a stern sense of leadership. "You're nothing like your mother" She had repeated to herself quietly, disappointed at the truth of those words. When Storm had lead the rebellion to kill her father she had asked him, begged him to leave, not to let them kill him. Her father had just smiled at her and told her she should head out of the territory for a while.
She did, spending almost a month out of the pack. She returned at the end of the month and asserted herself into the pack structure, claiming her place as gamma. Initially some of the pack had thought of killing her but soon found her time on her own and brought back some of the features of love her mother had instilled in her. It had also brought new incite into how her father had failed and what the pack needed. To this day she is not sure that Storm is what the pack needs.