Biography
a wolf broken soul covered in the rivers dark mud, her eyes very young. when she fell was but a pup when it was the dark flood that was when she fell in the rushing water's wake nowhere to go her life, times to take.
now a ghost looks to the woods fur still wet from the day she died, alone her pack left her they made it out alive.
she was the one to not make it out silently walks alone in the coldest of nights
Breeding Info
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| Personality
never was she known a lost one with no home died when the waters did rise washing away the land
Preferences
none
Special Skills
earth
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Spring 
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