Biography
Hello, I'm Maori, and this is my story.
I was at the setting where I was born. A dark den, where my Dam favored me out of all of the pups. My coat was considered 'rare' for all the unrealistic markings I had. I grew up, playing with quite a few of my siblings. We played, and somehow got into arguments at some points. These arguments always ended lovely. Our father left my mother before she gave birth to us. At age two, I merely leaped across the patch of leaves everyday. Being clumsy whenever learning to hunt. I often scared the prey away from the pack. I saw the same handsome male everyday I went hunting. He walked past me everyday with his ears flattened, as if he were shy. A few months later, we finally met. He was nice, and gave comfort to me. October 20th, he asked if I would like to be his Mate. I accepted, though a few months later, we tried having pups. My body couldn't hold them after a few months, and it was heartbreaking. The pups died inside of me every time I tried. One day, I was pregnant once more. This time, they held up inside of me just enough. My Mate stuck by my side, but one day had a symptom of Parkinson's diesease. He struggled throughout the few years he had left as a wolf. Close to having the pups, I went by a stream. A male wolf attacked me, pressing down on her stomach, constricting my pups and slightly making me see blobs of black clouds, My eyes shut. My mate rushed to the scene..
To be continued..
Part two
I slightly woke up, water splashing against me. A trail of blood leading to our den. I couldn't walk. The blood coming out of my ears, and mouth. I heard yelping, and whining. I pulled myself closer to the Oak Tree. Puppies, my puppies were yelping about to be cleaned. A loud bang suddenly happened. Hunting dogs ran to the woods finding prey to bring back to their Humans. I limped to the Oak tree, grabbing my pups. Suddenly, all three dogs surrounded me. They circled me, and wanted to bring me back to their Human friends. Loud, booming noises started happening. My pack, and my mate chased off the dogs. My mate chased them off far into the woods, so far I couldn't see them even at a distance. The sound of a gun shot went off.. I saw in my eyes, that he was dead... I fell to the ground once more, Not awakening for days. Through those few days, I grew very weak. I was left by the Stream, all alone. No idea what was happening to my pups. I was awakened dark at night. I saw my mate! I went to lean over, and feel his comforting fur. Suddenly, he attacked me. Wondering who I was, and why I touched him. The Parkinson's disease, I thought. He brought me to my Den, to find my puppies very weak on the stone. A pack member brought me small food portions to feed to me and my pups. Looking at one of the pups, I saw myself as a pup. Her markings matching me, I named her Malaban.
Part 3 to be made at age three!
Breeding Info
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| Personality
Maori is loving, caring, daring, and generous. She often gives support to the outcast wolves.
Preferences
Maori much rather prefers strong, shy, and dominant males. Though she is taken.
Special Skills
Rare coat, highest rarity in my pack, excellent affinity, medium sized bloodline.
She's my first wolf in 40+ rarity. Not for sale, but will be pending to sell at age 9!
She is ever so beloved by me, and is one of my favorite wolves in my pack
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