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[`brielle ♥]

Name:

Brielle

Age:

3 Years

Gender:

Belle

Color:

White. Her ears seem to have more of a cream look,as well at her tail.

Markings:

Cream coloring along her face & ears. But, if you want to find her in a crowd, the easiest way to see the small she-wolf is to look for size and weight. brielle is quite skinny, and she still looks like a pup.

Personality:

Bree hides all of her jealousy in her warm and comforting smile. But only if you knew she was truly dying on the inside. She has pity for herself, but no one knows that because she is always hiding all of her insecurities with her charming smile and her kind act. Don't get me wrong, Bree can be the sweetest thing. But if you become a true friend to her she will show you her other side, and you will hear three words emit from her maw the most "Im. So. Ugly" She just doesn't get it, Bree can pose as one of the most beautiful dogs within the radius of 1,000,000 miles. But, its not like she really would think that. One large flaw is that she is quite bossy, and feels like shes better then anyone she meets. Her demanding attitude can make her quite spoiled at times. But, her flaw isn't big enough for anyone to hate her, and her ah-mazing and beautiful looks make up for any problems she fails at. Bree's looks are quite like a cheat sheet, getting anything she wants with her adoring puppy dog eyes. Her soft, blue and black speckled coat is so beautiful, its no wonder why she is always being persuaded to mate with any male. Bree is one to decline though, although she has given in when it was a force breeding, which is quite obvious. Her tempting glances and her smooth, thin perfectly shaped body is so attracting, its hard not t take your eyes off her.

History:

I thought I was his, but I think he had other ideas. I had to keep on promising myself I would be fine without him, that I could survive in this cruel world without my love, my mate, my prince by my side. I remember his saying he loved me. What a liar. A selfish bastard is what he is. But, even when thinking about all the bad things about him I can't help but still love him. I remember he used to love me to. Enough to breed with me when I was young, too young for it to be healthy. I remember watching my stomach swell during the days, worrying about what my mother and father would think. Finally, when I couldn't take it any longer I decided to run away from all of the drama. My love followed after me, I was happy for that, although I felt bad for taking him away from the only life he knew. but, I couldn't protest, I did love him after all. Finding my way to a warm and empty cave, I decided that that the cave I was in at the moment would be where my pups were born.I guess I never really thought of the possibility that I was having a false pregnancy, but once that happened, my mate sorta forgot about me. He left me, I guess after he realized I wasn't carrying his blood inside me. I begged him, told him that we could always try again. I just wanted him to stay by my side, I wished he did. But now I know he's just not worth it. He's a f**king bastard, and no female deserves a male like him. No one, he's just not worth any ones love. I remember I was crying that night he just left and told me he never wanted to see my face again. He gave in to my idea before that though. We bred again, and this time I thought it was successful, I guess I had no idea then. About two months later, our last mating was successful and I gave birth to 3 pups. There was one female and then two males. I wish I could say they weren't my pups. They weren't mine, I just had to believe it, but I couldn't let them die, they had a life and if I let them die then I would be forever pissed at myself. I hated only one pup, and that was because he was just like his father, drop dead gorgeous along with the fact that he tended to be blood thirsty at times. I remember on ark night, when my pups were less then a year old, I was snuggled up with Lilly, which was my favorite of all of then. Those two males loved hurt, and pain. I remember promising her that I wouldn't let anything happen to her, that I would protect her, no matter the cost. That night, just the breeze and the feeling kept me on edge, I knew something was wrong. I couldn't find him, I couldn't find Cody anywhere. He was gone, and now I let this deadly weapon out, out of my grasp. Of corse I felt awful about this, but I knew I couldn't do anything to stop what was already stopping. My body stood up gracefully, telling my precious baby to stay on the ground, where I was before. She let out a whine of fear and then decided to listen to me, I walked on and then stuck my head outside. The cold rain pelted my coat as I pinned my ears back. The falling of small rocks could b heard and I whipped around. I could see him, hear his jaws crunching, crunching on something hard. My life-threatening snarl escaped my maw, a bit rushed, but I payed no mind to that. I thought back in the past, that cry that Lilly let out.. it was no cry telling me she wanted me to stay with her, she was telling me that I shouldn't have left her. My maw opened as my snarl echoed through the cave I was in. He stood there, probably shocked I could see him, but, hell, I saw him loud and clear.. if thats something possible to do. I was sick of this, living in fear. it was nothing I thought of. Charging at my pup, I saw the images of his as he was young, they all flashed by my memory as I bounded in the air, by my body violently flung into his in a way that looked painful for both of us, although it didn't hurt much for me. I heard a crack and his whine, his death was easy and painless, that made me feel slightly better. The wall felt different now, like something was there, something that I couldn't really see...