Biography
The agony of always watching from afar, never being able to get any closer was almost unbearable, but to keep the heart locked up is even harder.
The white and cream coloured wolf sat atop a large rock, watching the rest of the back down below, one wolf in particular. A black male wolf named Lundmod. The white coloured female groaned and buried her face between her paws. "Ugh, if only I had met you sooner." She mumbled and flopped onto her side. Toscana wasn't allowed to talk to Lundmod, and that would never change. The she-wolf knew she was only accepted into the pack because their numbers had been low, otherwise she would have become a sacrifice. Another bone added to the pile.
Toscana rolled onto her back and watched a red woodpecker drill into the side of a tree her mind began to drift. Sometimes she cursed her pack for not letting her talk to Lundmod, but she probably couldn't work up the courage to do it even if she was allowed to. Something about him just captivated her, his green eyes were so alluring and they drew her in so easily. He probably didn't even know she existed. Toscana stood and shook the dirt from her fur. While she was daydreaming a little plan had begun to form in her mind. She smiled and walked down the rock ledge, to where the rest of the pack was, to where Lundmod was. Toscana walked past some wolves, her head down. Peering up from her eyelashes she could tell she was close to him. Taking a slight step to the right, she ran straight into Lundmod's chest.
"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry!" She said looking at him, taking him in while she could. The male wolf looked down and tilted his head slightly, as if trying to figure out who she was. "Oh, it's alright." He said to her. Toscana's heart fluttered at the sound of his voice. She looked around and saw a few other wolves looking at them. She wished she could stay and listen to him talk all day, but she knew she would soon be in trouble if she did that. While her heart protested, the she-wolf gave him a half smile, before walking away. Every fibre of her being screamed at her to look. Instead she just lifted her head high, looking ahead.
Clinging to hope.
This wolf bio was written by the talented Spirited Away | Pack Number 227576 |The gist of the Bio was my basic idea with pointers for Spirited Away as I've been too lazy to write
Breeding Info
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| Personality
Very little is known about Toscana. She keeps to herself, putting vast distances between herself and other Misaki Pack members for fear of her life. Toscana spends much of her time hiding in the depths of the forest realm and because of this she has befriended a mallard duck and ducklings. Chipmunks also hover around Toscana as they have come to realise she has no interest in eating them.
Preferences
Toscana prefers to spend her time deep in the forest realm playing with ducklings and the chipmunks that come down to say hello. She has no interest in taking them back to the pack as prey, but if her pack found out she would be skinned alive and turned into bones. Toscana loves the ducklings that the mallard duck brings to her every year, and willingly allows them to climb all over her while she ponders her path in life.
Special Skills
Toscana is excellent at keeping away from the other pack members as well as stalking Lundmod. The pack does not value her much and merely uses her for extra hunting members. If she does not provide well she is threatened with becoming Bones. Lundmod is a royal bloodline and he can never be seen with such a disgrace of a wolf, which Toscana dislikes about The Misaki Pack alphas. As a result of this she has become one with the forest and tends to exceed in hunting, if only to continue to stalking and lurking.
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