Biography
From a young age, Iris knew the harshness of solitude. Separated from her pack as a yearling, she had learned to fend for herself in the vast and unforgiving wilderness.
Iris was a survivor, her days filled with silent hunts and cautious exploration. She navigated the dense forests and open plains with a quiet determination, always aware of the dangers lurking around every corner. Yet, despite her resilience, there were moments of longing—for companionship, for the warmth of a pack, for a sense of belonging that eluded her.
One fateful day, while stalking a deer through a thicket, Iris unwittingly strayed into the territory of a rival pack. Caught off guard by the sudden appearance of the pack's scouts, she found herself surrounded by snarling wolves with hackles raised and teeth bared. A fierce skirmish ensued, the forest echoing with growls and the clash of fangs and claws.
Despite her agility and ferocity, Iris was outnumbered and overpowered. She fought valiantly, but the pack's alpha delivered a punishing blow that left her wounded and bleeding. With a final snarl, the rival wolves drove Iris away, leaving her limping and gasping for breath.
Bruised and battered, Iris retreated deep into the heart of her territory, seeking shelter in a secluded grove where the shadows offered solace. For days, she nursed her injuries, relying on instinct and sheer will to survive. Each passing hour brought a renewed sense of determination—to heal, to endure, and to reclaim her place in the untamed world that had shaped her.
As the moons waxed and waned, Iris slowly regained her strength. She hunted with caution, always wary of encountering the rival pack again. Yet, in her solitude, she found a newfound resilience—a resolve forged in the crucible of adversity.
Over time, Iris became a legend whispered among the creatures of the wild. Tales spoke of a lone wolf with eyes like silver moons, whose spirit had been tempered by hardship and whose courage knew no bounds. She roamed the wilderness with quiet grace, her presence a testament to the indomitable spirit that dwelled within her.
Though Iris remained solitary, her encounters with other wolves grew rarer. She learned to navigate the intricate dance of survival, finding moments of tranquility beneath the canopy of stars. As she roamed the vast expanse of her domain, Iris carried with her the scars of battles fought and the wisdom of a wolf who had learned to thrive in the solitude of her own making.
Breeding Info
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2-4 mush
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Winter 
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Blizzard
