Biography
I will be forever thankful for my mom. She toke me in when I was very small, one week after I was born. My parents knew right away that I was weak, unfit to join the pack. So, they decided to let the pack decide my fate. My pack was made of warriors, bad warriors. They killed every single pack in the area and all the prey to. So nothing lived anywhere, well to us pups it did. The pack decided to get rid of me, by killing me. Just as my father was about to drop me off a cliff, a pack of other wolfs busted into the clearing. My father set me on the ground and launched himself at the alpha male of the pack. As the battle raged, I attempted to crawl away from the battle, but one of the omega females scooped me up. The battle was over, and everyone in my pack was dead, not that I cared. But, the wolfs that killed them all were scary. I tried to free myself from the females jaws, but she held on tighter. Finally, they turned and ran back into the forest with me still in the females jaws. Then we went inside a large clearing and went inside a den. Inside were couple other pups, who were playing with a stick but stoped when they spotted me. "Who's she?" said one, a girl with a odd looking pelt, like one of the animals my father killed, a zebra. "A new sibling for you Zja." said a female whom look a lot like the pup. Finally, I wriggled free from the females jaw and faced the wolfs. "Why did you take me?" I demanded. "Because, little pup," said a older female with a dark brown coat, "Twilight here spotted you being hurt and going to be thrown off a cliff, and she decided you would be loving and that you needed a family, so she decide you were her missing pup that was kidnap not so long ago. So welcome home child." And that who I was reuniting with my pack and my mom. Thats my story, what yours?
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