Biography
I have been...lost. I woke up when I was a pup to see no mum or pack. I didn't know who I was or what I was, no one was there to raise me or help me when I fell. So, as I grew I learned on my own to survive. Trusting new things wasn't what I did, trust would only get me hurt. I ran from who I might have been by seeing who I was, and am. My name, Raven, I didn't get that until I was four and ran into the alphas of my birth pack. But at the age of five, I left my birth pack after only knowing them for a year and I soon joined The Secrets We Keep. The alphas needed a hunter, a fighter. That's what I am. Though my coat isn't pretty and I have no birth talents, they excepted me becaus I could hunt and fight well. Maybe I'll never be a breeding wolf, but I can provide my pack food and protection while the new alphas learn how to do as I can. I'll never know my parents, and I do not dwell on the past. The past is gone, trapped in an eternal yesterday. So there's my story. My name is Raven, yet I have no visible wings, I will not stop souring for I am a wolf.
In my years as a beta and hunter, a protecter of my pack, I soon became alpha. The alpha we last had, a wolf named Kvask, fell ill and couldn't keep up with his role. As he stood as tall as he could, he announced the new alpha. Raven, me. I was alpha. I've only been alpha since I was nine, so I can say my time as alpha will be short lived. The average wolf only lives to about the age of fifteen, maybe up to seventeen if lucky. Until I pass, I will do my best to lead to this back alongside my new mate, the Luna, Caramel Mocha.
Breeding Info
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| Personality
I am thoughtful, wise, and protective. I believe that kindness to strangers is a weakness, while kindness to allies is a necessity. I understand the peace in myself and the world around me, the rise and fall of life and the elements.
Preferences
I prefer silence over noise, so I do not howl. Hunting is my release from my unknown, shadowed past and I am loyal to my pack as they are to me.
Special Skills
My skills are, though not special, hunting, fighting, exploring, looking after the pups of my pack to make sure no harm comes to them or my alphas, blending into the night, and I cannot howl well, so I use my odd shaped inner throat which was crushed in a fight to snarl and growl, terrifying my enemies.
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Winter 
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