Biography
Jura is his name. Infected by the plague that had been around when his great grandparents were still alive. Living in a toxic wasteland had it's benefits, no other outsider dared place a paw inside these lands, but prey, well prey was a different story. This is Jura's story.
Found at the edge of the wastelands by Aoi while on patrol, Jura was on death road. He had been left there by his mother who had been sentenced to kill him, because he was not the offspring of the alpha male, she had left him on the edge of the toxic waste lands, hoping the pack would do the deed for her. Instead, the Alpha female from Bloody Plague Wolves, took the gaunt bundle of fluff back with her, raising her as her own, teaching him to trust no one.
Once he reached a year, Jura was destined to survive, being one of the more skilled wolves, but also one of the youngest, he was a faithful protector of the pack which had nurtured him. He was offered the beta position when the previous male had not returned one night, and Jura accepted. He was satisfied within the pack, but there were no other wolves his age that were female. He approached his adoptive mother about this and she had told him, he would find the right one. Weeks past after their short conversation and Jura once again found himself out on patrol, like most days. This time, he was wandering along the outskirts, and a scent tickled his nose. As he got closer, he could see it was a female, one who looked almost evenly matched with him in combat. He decided to take her on, as he had the element of surprise, he used it until he was right behind her, pouncing, pinning, growling, snapping, and the tearing of flesh could be heard clearly to any passer by. The fight ended just over an over an hour, when both wolves were bloodied. They paused briefly, eyeing one another before Jura piped up "What brings you here?" He asked her gruffly, awaiting a reply from her.
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