Must..adopt...pup...one...
Number of Pup:1!!!
Name:Felan (Celtic: Small wolf)
Gender:Female
Age:two months
Personality:Imagitive and independant, she is hardly the pup her parents wanted. She likes to be crazy, and is hardly ever shy around new wolves. She likes to be bold, and is classified as quite the daredevil. She is sensitive towards feelings, and often has an easy time reading others. She has a deep fasination for the stars, and even had this on her first day outside. She is often careless, and has wound up in quite a few dangerous situations in her short life. The one she remembers clearest is her incident with a waterfall. Now she despises water to the deepest degree. She is often coy around strangers, and has taken to watching and learning before trusting anyone. Although she is picky in who she trusts, if you gain her compainionship, she will be the loyalist, and hardest working pup you will ever meet. She acts this way for an unknown reason, but deep down inside her, she feels like someone is coming, someone who is very, very cruel and heartless. She is good-natured most the time, but when you get on her bad side, she can be quite the enemy for her age. Quick, witty, and inventive, she always has a plan forming before she even knows she needs it. Her life is just a game of chance, and every night before she falls asleep, she always thinks she has already lost.(WIP)
Short-Story: She stared longingly at the moon. "If only I could escape up there, I could be who I want to be," she whispered, her words echoing around her. She could hear the playful growls of her siblings in the distance, and she stared at where one of their pelts poked out of the bracken. When small droplets of water fell from the sky, Felan had no choice but to retreat to the warm den she had known all her life. Still, she stared silently out on the horizon, her ears flicking whenever she heard the other packs' howls. Turning her head, she saw her mother's eyes close, and eventually-after a seemingly lifetime- her breathing slowed down, signaling she was fast asleep. It's now or never... she thought, and gingerly stepped into the light drizzle. Chokeing she managed to whimper her goodbyes, then flashed out of the clearing, and into the forest. Her pawsteps where the only thing she could hear over the beating of her heart. "Goodbye."
And then that was it.
She was alone. For once in her life, she had nowhere to turn to. No one to love her. And for the first time in her short life, she was afraid. Afraid of what was going to happen, but she was more afraid of what wasn't. (WIP)
*Edit:She will be mine!!!
