Name:
{Everyone I know calles me Ice, for my fur is snowy white.}
Type Of Wolf:
{Just a normal Timber Wolf.}
Gender:
{Girl of course!}
Mate:
{One day I would love one!}
Pups:
{I Dream of it. So few, yet we need so many more.}
History:
{I was the smaller of a litter of five pups. Aussie, Brody, Eerie, Gracie, and me. Aussie died in a hunting incident. Their we're many ups and downs in our life. We all got sick, except for Eerie and Mom. Gracie and Brody died of it. we were lucky when Eerie discovered a pack, we joined and have been thriving since.}
Personality:
{Ice is one of the kindest wolves you'll ever meet. The fate of wolves has saddened her very badly. She can't stand to see a wolf in pain. She doesn't hold grudges and will help anyone in need. She is kind of dreamy, thinking of how one day wolves will come back again. Bit times are grim and Ice must hold onto her beliefs to make it though this cruel world.}
Name:
{My name is Eerie, for I am a very eerie wolf.}
Type of Wolf:
{I am a Timber Wolf. Or a Grey Wolf.}
Gender:
{I'm a brute. What else would I be?}
Mate:
{I am looking for a mate.}
Pups:
{Eh, possibly.}
History:
{My sister Ice and I have the same history, but different veiws. Mine? Ice was the tiny little runt. At first their we're five of us. I was first born, then their was Brody, then Gracie, then Aussie, and then Ice. She was tiny and weak, nearly died. Mother always acts like she was the best Mother in the world. But she wasn't. She struggled very much and could never take care of us right. She was desperate for a pack. Mother tried her best but her mistakes led to death. Hunters came aftere us when we were four months old. Aussie was shot dead and Ice was almost killed. Mother grabbed Gracie and told us to run. But Ice couldn't do it. She got stranded. I wanted to back but Mother told us to keep running. But Aussie turned around and ran for Ice. Mother, Gracie, and Brody kept running but I went back for Aussie and Ice. When I got their Aussie was dead and Ice, wounded badly. I toke her in my jaws and ran. Another deadly mistake was when sickness came less than a month later. Brody, Gracie, and Ice got it. Gracie died. Brody tried to shake it off but he died too. Mother was distraught. She was so desperate. Ice was dying. I couldn't bear it. I made it my goal to save her, whatever it toke. I started searching for other wolves. One day I saw hunters. They saw me and I ran. I ran so far I didn't know where I was. Luckily I stumbled across a pack. I was so happy and surprised. They helped me find Mother and Ice and they gratefully came. We've lived with the pack ever since.}
Personality:
{Eeerie can snap and be moody. He doesn't chat much. He is very mysterious. Eerie is a risk taker. He isn't afraid of anything. If you do spark a chat with Eerie he'll be rude to you. But when you've had such a horrid life how can you blame him?}