Biography
Prophecy, the word has whispered around her since she was young, yet when she had first appeared in the world the packs were blind to its truth. She had been born into a litter of three, yet even as she heard these prophecies spoken, or whispered in hushes around the den, no one seemed to turn their eyes towards the luna's offspring. Instead, everyone seemed to look away from the fact, even herself. She loved the stories, surely, sitting eagerly at the paws of the elder wolves, lapping at the words that danced through the air, sliding daintily from their maws into her impressionable ears, yet as she grew these stories meant little. She craved the darkness and craved her time alone, spending hours on end sitting, or more than likely, pacing outside of the den, her eyes trained on the sky. The one thing that could drag her out of her mind, into the life of the wolf, was the hunt. The drastically fervent thrill of her paws scraping the hard ground as they carried her closer and closer to the sweet, delectable meal that waited for her at the end of the hunt. She loved the shrill cry of the dying elk or the harsh scream of the bleeding hare. She was a killer, though not in a sense that made her dangerous, though her temper was one to be wary of. Never was Daenerys the most tolerant but she withheld her tongue until the time proved right or, perhaps, necessary. She was careful on the words she chose but sought to speak her mind, always and always with an air of confidence that could not be matched yet again, she ended her nights sitting alone outside the den, eyes scanning the ever sparkling sky. Daenerys was never really close to her siblings, and if she were quite honest, she loathed them. Both males leaving her the only female among the bunch and of course, that lead to her being the lesser. Taunted and teased by two males whom towered her when they were younger left her loath to the two she called blood and brutes in general. She is ever hesitant in love and never seems to care much for the factor, her cold exterior leaving much to be desired for a prospective mate. Yet she cares little what prospects think of her, she is, after all, her own wolf and she will act as such in all accounts
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First natural born Isabella coated Divine health female!
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