Post by ~{Sincerity}~ on Nov 2, 2008 10:09:09 GMT -5
Name:Whisper
Age:4
Gender: Female
Color: Light Grey/ Silvery white
Markings: Normal darker grey overcoat and some dark lines of scars all over her body
Personality: Whisper is, in a word, a rebel. When she was in her first pack she always pushed her luck with the Alpha, luckily for her though they were close. She likes to make up her own mind and wants to do what she wants, she doesn't like to be forced to do anything. She can be very kind, especially when she gets close to someone or simply takes a liking to them but hurt her once and you won't get the chance to do so again.
History: Whisper loved to admire the sky, the night sky particularly, but this got her into trouble one evening. nThe pack were hesing back for home after a hunting trip during wointer yet, with the harsh weather, they were unsuccessful. Whisper was growing tired so she sat down, looking up at the winter stars. They were beautiful and of the purest white but, as she was a light coloured wolf, she blended into the snow. No one had noticed she left. Whisper wandered the grounds alone and, after a few years of hit and miss training, she grew strongly independant. She has been reluctant to give up her independance and join a pack but after almost being killed by some more larger prey she has learned that it's better to be in a pack than die alone.
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Age:4
Gender: Female
Color: Light Grey/ Silvery white
Markings: Normal darker grey overcoat and some dark lines of scars all over her body
Personality: Whisper is, in a word, a rebel. When she was in her first pack she always pushed her luck with the Alpha, luckily for her though they were close. She likes to make up her own mind and wants to do what she wants, she doesn't like to be forced to do anything. She can be very kind, especially when she gets close to someone or simply takes a liking to them but hurt her once and you won't get the chance to do so again.
History: Whisper loved to admire the sky, the night sky particularly, but this got her into trouble one evening. nThe pack were hesing back for home after a hunting trip during wointer yet, with the harsh weather, they were unsuccessful. Whisper was growing tired so she sat down, looking up at the winter stars. They were beautiful and of the purest white but, as she was a light coloured wolf, she blended into the snow. No one had noticed she left. Whisper wandered the grounds alone and, after a few years of hit and miss training, she grew strongly independant. She has been reluctant to give up her independance and join a pack but after almost being killed by some more larger prey she has learned that it's better to be in a pack than die alone.
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