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[name] willow [age] two and a half years [gender] female [] [pack] shifter/night deltas [mother] shiver [father] diero [siblings] venture (brother) [other kin] none [love interest] open [mate] open [pups] none [friends] open [enemies] open [voice] Willow Rosenberg โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ
This cream wolf stands at two feet seven inches tall
and weighs almost 115 pounds. While she is not extr
emely small, she does measure at the smaller side o
f average. She is a clever wolf, with a bright mind t
hat allows her to work herself out of difficult situat
ions. She knows how to talk but can become distant
and aloof if her mind wanders. While she is normally
gentle and kind-hearted she has a dark side, usually
only shown when someone she truly cares about is t
hreatened or in harms way. She can become aggress
ive but is never truly dominant, though she will figh
t to keep her place among the pack if need be. She
had not found a mate those she is not objective to o
ne, she just tends to be a not so romantic female, s
he would rather hone her hunting skills than flirt wi
th the brutes. Aside from that she is a powerful hun
ter and is rather agile, though her coat tends to sti
ck out as it is a bright orange/red color, rather uni
que. She has keen eyes, able to see quite a distanc
e away without difficulty. Hearing is average, and
sense of smell is slightly above average. She is not b
ulky and she she is not an extremely strong fighter,
however she uses her intelligence and speed to man
euver around her opponents. Her paws are smaller, l
ight and leave her with a silent step. Her scent is th
at of pine needles mixed with other herbs as she oft
en rolls in flowers and against plants that smell tau
nting.
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The bright orange female's pelt seemed to mingle oddly with her mothers dark ebony one,
her brother brown and black peppered pelt mingling more appropriately with her own. Sh
turned her head down to run her tongue along the spines of her small pups, their whimper
s reminding her that they were alive and hungry. She watched them as they grew from sm
all, helpless pups to young rambunctious toddlers. Their large paws leaving them clumsy
and unsteady but their energy pulling them forward until the could barely stop themselve
s from tumbling down hills covered in the green of summer grass. Her pack welcomed the
two pups easily, their birth meaning the pack would grow and their genes would carry on
to create a better pack. Her and her brother grew quickly, taught to be wary of man and
all the object man left littering the forest. Willow was rather intrigued by man, watching
him from the shadows as she grew older. They way they walked so stable upon two legs,
a lack of fur leaving the covered in odd articles that smelled of curious things. She was n
ot overly cautious and it showed in the way fingers pointed at her in the shadows of the f
orest. It was only when she had turned a year old that she had learned the truth about hu
man nature. Her mother had joined her to hunt, and as usual the curiousity of the tanger
ine she wolf had caught her attention. She turned to watch their somber movements as th
ey crept through the forest, almost like the wolves. It was only when the large silver crea
ture was pulled from his side and a large, echoing bang sent her skittering into the shado
ws filled with fear, that she realized something was utterly wrong. Silence surrounded her
and there was no pawsteps near her. A short distance off lay her mothers body, blood pulli
ng at a small wound on her head. She wanted to dart out, to meet her mother, to ensure s
he was okay but even she could smell the early scent of death in the air and the human h
ad moved forward, leaving her seperated from her mother. She returned to the pack full o
f fear. Six months later, she stumbled upon a human and her eyes glazed with fear but this
human had even worse intentions and when she was stolen from her pack she found herself
trapped with strange wolves she had never met and a storm of scents she was unused to.