Aura was once a wolf named Storm (male). Orphaned at 1 moon old, he was a loner. For a while, he hunted for himself and found shelter, until he came to a pack, the Mountain Pack. He had friends there, and often helped in the border clashes. One day, his tail was ripped off, and left a stump. He was confined to the medicine den for a while. After the incident, he set off on a hunting party, and was separated from his pack mates. Unknowingly, he shrugged it off and proceeded to hunt. After catching some prey, he found his hunting party slaughtered. He swore on that day to protect his pack at all cost, and find who did this. Storm went to his pack and told them the dreadful news, and the alphas thought that it was his fault they had died, demoting him to omega. That night, they had a burial of the four wolves who died. One of his friends, Lightning, comforted him and said it wasn't his fault that they had died, and if he was with them, he would've probably died too. But deep down, Storm knew that he could've prevented their deaths. That night, he fell asleep in his new den, rain falling through the cracks in the rocks. lightning lit the night sky, and he heard a slight rustle. He opened an eye, not wanting to get up. He then saw a flash of yellow fur, and a second later, he was pinned down by a wolf that was very familiar. Lightning. He growled, glaring at his former friend. "You were the one who killed the four?" He snarled. Lightning smirked. "And you're next." Storm threw off the lean, yellow wolf, rising to his paws. Lightning darted to his right side, slashing his eye, blinding it. Storm leaped at Lightning, clawing his pelt. Lightning snarled, biting Storm's leg, not letting go. The bigger wolf shook his jaws off, blood trickling from his leg.Lightning then darted in between Storm's paws, slashing at his belly. He roared in pain, and lashed out, giving the other wolf a fatal blow to the neck, and a clap of thunder marks his death. Hearing the commotion, the alphas see Storms paw covered in blood, and Lightning's body. They assume that Storm killed them, and leave Storm to bleed out in his den. Murmuring "I was defending myself..." Storm's eyes rolled to the ceiling, and one last thought of betrayal flashed in his mind before he took his last breath, leaving the world. In the spirit-world, he renamed himself Aura, and his tail got replaced, but his sight in his right eye wasn't restored, to mark that day. Aura now seeks revenge on Lightning in the spirit-world.

Personality:

Cold, untrusting, doesn't like talking to others. Mischievous, practical joker.