Name: Winter Blossom
Age: 13
Gender: Female
Rank: Cub
Summary: Winter, a small, cute, and outgoing girl, was an only child. Her mother, Jewel, and her father, Mathieu, never truly wanted a child. They raised her till she was about the age of 10. Then, one afternoon, she was left and forgotten in the forest . She had no memory of that day and felt a deep regret for ever going to sleep the night before.
Each passing day that she found no one to take her in, her mood dissipated. Her head was hung low and her attention was focused on her feet, slowly stepping left and right, left and right. Soon, she wasn't that happy-go-lucky girl anymore and every sound no longer scared her.
Pack: searching.
Joining Keys: We should never try to deny the beast,the animal within us.
Human Photo:
Wolf Photo:
Example Post: Her head shot up to the skies, hearing one of many crows, cawing at her. She watched it fly around her, knowing that it wouldn't wait for her death to come. When she didn't feel like it'd come down and attack her, she slowly lowered her head back to the ground seeing her feet step one at a time once more. Every now and then her ears would twitch to the sound of a stick being stepped on, tho once in awhile she imagined it, that there's someone either following her or someone who's chasing her. She stopped again suddenly and looked towards her left, she'd been going the same way for some time now and figured a direction change was worth it, maybe if she had some luck that would be the right direction to walk in to find someone to help her.
As she walked peacefully she spotted a bush with berries on it, these were the things that kept her going at times. As she hurried over to the bush her feet caught on a root of a tree and she stumbled to the ground with a loud *thump*. She took in a gulp of air and slowly tried to stand up, noticing that her knees had been cut deeply and her hands were scratched up as well. Even with all her willpower to hold back her tears one seemed to slip right through and roll off her small face to crash on the ground.
**Extra: If cub is unavailable then i'd be happy to be a warrior.**
Age: 13
Gender: Female
Rank: Cub
Summary: Winter, a small, cute, and outgoing girl, was an only child. Her mother, Jewel, and her father, Mathieu, never truly wanted a child. They raised her till she was about the age of 10. Then, one afternoon, she was left and forgotten in the forest . She had no memory of that day and felt a deep regret for ever going to sleep the night before.
Each passing day that she found no one to take her in, her mood dissipated. Her head was hung low and her attention was focused on her feet, slowly stepping left and right, left and right. Soon, she wasn't that happy-go-lucky girl anymore and every sound no longer scared her.
Pack: searching.
Joining Keys: We should never try to deny the beast,the animal within us.
Human Photo:
Wolf Photo:
Example Post: Her head shot up to the skies, hearing one of many crows, cawing at her. She watched it fly around her, knowing that it wouldn't wait for her death to come. When she didn't feel like it'd come down and attack her, she slowly lowered her head back to the ground seeing her feet step one at a time once more. Every now and then her ears would twitch to the sound of a stick being stepped on, tho once in awhile she imagined it, that there's someone either following her or someone who's chasing her. She stopped again suddenly and looked towards her left, she'd been going the same way for some time now and figured a direction change was worth it, maybe if she had some luck that would be the right direction to walk in to find someone to help her.
As she walked peacefully she spotted a bush with berries on it, these were the things that kept her going at times. As she hurried over to the bush her feet caught on a root of a tree and she stumbled to the ground with a loud *thump*. She took in a gulp of air and slowly tried to stand up, noticing that her knees had been cut deeply and her hands were scratched up as well. Even with all her willpower to hold back her tears one seemed to slip right through and roll off her small face to crash on the ground.
**Extra: If cub is unavailable then i'd be happy to be a warrior.**