Biography
Little Red was born in a large, busy pack of wolves. She and her mom bonded a lot, and her dad was distant but kind. There was many other wolves in her pack, so she was very social, and dreaded the idea of being lone. One day, when she was 6 months old, she went out hunting. Of course, she was just brought along as a pup. She don't do any hunting. But she loved it. It was so exhilarating. The running, hiding, leaping, and finalizing the quiet before the storm, and then the attack. They don't always get the animal, but she was so excited when they did. One day, she was wandering around, just being a pup, when she heard a distant howl. Generally, wolves of her lack don't start that far, and no hunting was going on (she would know!). She considered the sound, but didn't care very much, and went back to playing around with other wolves. Only one hour later, they came. Well, he did. It was just dark enough the wolves had started to head in, but only a few were still outside. He walked in confidently. He don't seem to worry. He was a big black wolf. The color of nightmares. He held something in his mouth. He was in the middle of the pack, and panic was rushing in from the far right side, where he had come in. The alpha male of Little Red's pack walked up, sizing up the wolf. He huffed and started to say "What is your business he-!" But he couldn't finish. The wolf had launched his huge body at the alpha. The lone wolf fastened his jaws around the alphas neck, and lifted the alpha above his head! Little Red and the other wolves watched in horror. The lone wolf slowly tightened his jaws, and then, the alpha was gone. He threw the alpha to the side and stepped forward. All the other wolves stepped back. Except Little Red's older brother, beta male of the pack. He stepped forward, knowing very well he was half the size and quarter the strength of the line wolf. He stepped up knowing he would die. But he was brave, not letting his father die without any fight. The lone wolf finished him and then moved on to bystanders. Little Red's mom grabbed her, and started moving away, but it caught the attention of the lone wolf. He stepped over a young female wolf, and moved towards Little Red. Her mom stood over her, growling and raising her hackles. Her growls turned to whimpers in a second. Then the lone wolf walked up, picked her up by her scruff and gently placed Little Red down in the middle of the mess. He licked her once and walked away to finish. She was the soul survivor. She was so desperate to get a pack, she was almost immediately accepted by a pack. Until she was about 4, she stayed there. But then, she was moved around several times. The packs suddenly didn't really like her. Luckily, she found herself in this pack, where she met her best friend, and semi-crush Gracie.
Breeding Info
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| Personality
Very social, friendly. Has a thing against very big, all black wolves. Loves small puppies. Is best friends with Gracie, and sometimes crushes on her, don't judge Little Red because of that!
Preferences
Really hates big black wolves, and she will often, on impulse attack a big black wolf. She adores small, young animals of every kind, and has had 8 of her own puppies so far! She sometimes fosters puppies for other mothers if their hunting, which she still loves.
Special Skills
Fantastic and very eager hunter. She is also very fast, and actually really enjoys jumping over anything and everything available. She can also calm down distressed or hurt animals, and is very soothing.
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