Post by Foxer on Nov 11, 2006 15:51:21 GMT -5
Name:melody
age:7
gender:female
Breed:Timber wolf
color/marking:PIC
pack(when you get into one):
homeland:
position(in the pack):
history: Her life had always been a hard one. She was born one of 7 pups, all of which were males. She was by far the smallest pup a mother had seen. Her mother had considered drowning her out of sympathy, but decided to let her fight. And fight she did. From the start, she was always competing with her 6 brothers not only for attention, but to live. She taught herself most of what she knew, except how to sing. Her voice started off barely making it above a whimper, but her eldest brother trained her to use her voice until it was perfect. A sweet morning song. Her namesake. But her eldest brother was traded to another pack, sort of as asacrifice, and she never saw him again. She was overcome with grief, but most of all rage. It was then that she began to conceal her feelings. But one night, 9 nights ago, her father made comment after degrading comment about she and her brother's relationship. She flew into a defsensive rage, which is where she got her scar. Her father challenged her to a fight and she gladly accepted. She fought long and hard, eventually defeating him. He was so embarrassed and angry that he blamed his loss on her and turned the entire pack against her, including her mother and six siblings. She fled in fear, running for days on end, not stopping. She ran for days on end, never stopping once to rest. Her father and five other males pursued her, but she was too fast and eventually evaded them. She collapsed in the snow, close to death. And now she is just beginning to wake.
pic:
age:7
gender:female
Breed:Timber wolf
color/marking:PIC
pack(when you get into one):
homeland:
position(in the pack):
history: Her life had always been a hard one. She was born one of 7 pups, all of which were males. She was by far the smallest pup a mother had seen. Her mother had considered drowning her out of sympathy, but decided to let her fight. And fight she did. From the start, she was always competing with her 6 brothers not only for attention, but to live. She taught herself most of what she knew, except how to sing. Her voice started off barely making it above a whimper, but her eldest brother trained her to use her voice until it was perfect. A sweet morning song. Her namesake. But her eldest brother was traded to another pack, sort of as asacrifice, and she never saw him again. She was overcome with grief, but most of all rage. It was then that she began to conceal her feelings. But one night, 9 nights ago, her father made comment after degrading comment about she and her brother's relationship. She flew into a defsensive rage, which is where she got her scar. Her father challenged her to a fight and she gladly accepted. She fought long and hard, eventually defeating him. He was so embarrassed and angry that he blamed his loss on her and turned the entire pack against her, including her mother and six siblings. She fled in fear, running for days on end, not stopping. She ran for days on end, never stopping once to rest. Her father and five other males pursued her, but she was too fast and eventually evaded them. She collapsed in the snow, close to death. And now she is just beginning to wake.
pic: