Username:Rabbitheart
Image of pet:
Name you will give: Ayla (it means moon halo in Turkish)
Gender you will give: female
Personality: Ayla is a very sweet and gentle being, she's very easy going and laid back. It would take a lot for her to become angry, however, she's quite timid and shy.
Story/History:This story features my fursona, Aryankha, her mate Tex, and some other charries of mine.Ayla was born on one harsh winter's night, sadly her birth was the first her mother had had and had complications which caused her mother not to survive. Her father, in the hopes of finding somone else to take care of his pup, had dropped her off outside the den of a female who was nursing her own pups. He then left, not wanting to be attacked by the female's mate, who no doubt was overprotective of his mate and his pups at this stage. Ayla was taken in by the female, whose name was Aryankha.
When Aryankha's pups died, not being able to survive the season, it did not make Aryankha love Ayla any less, but treated her like she was her most beloved child and raised her as she would have any of her pups. When Ayla was a little bit older and could start eating meat and hunt on her own was about the time that Aryankha and Tex decided to tell her the truth. That she wasn't really their pup and that they had only found her and raised her as their own, but on the particular day they had chosen to do this, something happened. She disappeared.
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Ayla had been hunting a rabbit, following it as it hopped about, trying to make sure that she didn't lose sight of it as she waited for the right moment to attack. She was so intent on her quarry that she didn't even realize that she had strayed from the boundaries her parents had set for her to stick to. Eventually, as the rabbit was done hopping and had stopped to nibble at some plants. This was her chance. She leaped at it and clamped down around her prey's neck. She smiled to herself, proud of her accomplishment. Then she realized she had no idea where she was and how to get back home. She looked around frantically, hoping to see something or someone familiar...but she didn't. When she heard some rustling, she nearly jumped out of her fur in fear. Twirling around to face the direction of where she had heard the rustling, her eyes showing her terror. When she saw what crept out of the grass, she became even more afraid. It was an adult male wolf who was mostly white and had some green markings, he had long leg fur on his forelegs and he looked really scary. When he spotted her, he smiled. A smile, which to her, seemed to have a hint of wickedness to it.
"Are you lost little one?" He asked, his voice was deep and almost fatherly, which made her shake in fear a little.
"N-n-no." She stammered, afraid to tell the truth because she felt it would invite him to attack her.
He chuckled, something that Ayla's fear soaked mind warped it into something much more sinister. "Don't lie." He said.
"W-what makes you think I'm lying?" She asked, watching him warily.
He chuckled again, making Ayla back away a little. "I wouldn't be out here looking for you Ayla if you weren't."
Ayla became afraid, he knew her name and she didn't know him. "H-how do you know my name?" She asked him, becoming more guarded.
The wolf sighed heavily and rolled his eyes. "Great, Aryankha is going to kill me for scaring her daughter." He said. "I'm you're uncle...sort of. I'm her adopted big brother."
Ayla didn't quite trust him, how was she to know if what he said was the truth?
Any notes?: This is still a work in progress form, I'll be adding more to the story. XD
