Biography
Nyx snarled a warning at her challenger. He did not know what he was doing. Her opponent was young, still new to the ways of the pack. He was covered with blood, but that was not her doing. She suspected rouges. Nyx had heard of what became of the wolves who tried to fight a savage Rouge. It mattered not. She would take him down like all the rest. The blue-coloured wolf screeched, Nyx lunged forward sinking her claws into his hind leg. The blue wolf bellowed in pain, then aimed for a strike at her, but she danced nimbly out of the way. The two circled each other warily. The other pack members had made a ring around them, silently watching the fight. They would not interfere; they knew how things went well enough. The two could feel the eyes of the spectators on them, and they were all sorts of colours : blue, green, purple, orange and more. Demon, her own mate, stood by watching, a look of worry clear on his face (he could not intercede. She had forbidden him from doing so, asking him personally, because she knew how much he loved her. ). She glanced at him for a brief moment, her resolve strengthening. Nyx glared at her challenger. He stared back, trying to pick out her weaknesses. He would not find many, and one of them was her own pack(it would not work in his advantage). Nyx would never give it up. She, however, could pick out quite a few weak spots. The wolf was obviously not a very experienced warrior, and Nyx could see it in his movements. The fight would not last very long. He was wounded already, limping slightly from the gashes in his hindleg, and wincing from the scratches on his chest. She wouldn't kill him though. Which was a good thing, because he would prove to be one of the most capable and loyal warriors she ever had. But for now, she would have to strike first. Nyx growled again, muscles tensing. Now!.
Breeding Info
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| Personality
Nyx is the alpha of the pack. Brutal and ruthless, those who dare to pick a fight with her usually end up dead or injured. Jay learnt that the hard way, when he was foolish enough to challenge the warrior for the leadership of the pack. She had very nearly killed him. However, this unmerciful she wolf does have a soft side, even thought it is a small one. She is fair and does not discriminate, even against wolves from the lightbringer domain. She manages all of the clan's external affairs and its defense. Nyx rarely leaves the small cave in the corner of the pack den except to eat or to hunt, and the younger pups love to spread rumours about her leaving the cave at night to defend it from encroaching packs or unusually daring enemys. Nyx does nothing to discourage these rumours; after all, in every legend there is a grain of truth. Fiercely loyal to her mate and the pack, she will defend it to the death. Do not cross her or each breath you take could be your last.
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Special Skills
53R 26T legendary coat
+9v
HW
Going to be death grip
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Spring 
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