Owner-
Cairo
Wolf's Name-
Rit
Wolf's Personality-
Rit is cold and distant from others on the outside as a way to protect herself. In reality, she is really in a desperate search for love and happiness which can make her become a bit naive when she sees hope. She's not as "street smart" as she might like to think and because of that, often gets herself in trouble. However, her powers of control over the minds of others are developing at the same time, and she does her best to keep them under control and not use them unless she needs to.
Story/work of art-
The lone wolf paused, glancing back over her shoulder at the direction she'd come. Her mother and father, her siblings... Everyone and everything she'd known was there. But not her. Rit had been banished from her pack. "'Cause I'm a freak," she mumbled, bowing her head and feeling tears sting her red eyes. She turned away and lifted her paws once more, forcing herself away. Three tails swished through the foliage. She didn't know why she looked so different from the others. She didn't know why she was born with the abnormally purple fur. She only knew that sometimes, she wished she hadn't been born at all.
Cairo
Wolf's Name-
Rit
Wolf's Personality-
Rit is cold and distant from others on the outside as a way to protect herself. In reality, she is really in a desperate search for love and happiness which can make her become a bit naive when she sees hope. She's not as "street smart" as she might like to think and because of that, often gets herself in trouble. However, her powers of control over the minds of others are developing at the same time, and she does her best to keep them under control and not use them unless she needs to.
Story/work of art-
The lone wolf paused, glancing back over her shoulder at the direction she'd come. Her mother and father, her siblings... Everyone and everything she'd known was there. But not her. Rit had been banished from her pack. "'Cause I'm a freak," she mumbled, bowing her head and feeling tears sting her red eyes. She turned away and lifted her paws once more, forcing herself away. Three tails swished through the foliage. She didn't know why she looked so different from the others. She didn't know why she was born with the abnormally purple fur. She only knew that sometimes, she wished she hadn't been born at all.



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