Biography
my mom died when I was very young it was a wolf that came to my moms pack his fur like mine and my sisters.
blackish grey.
he took us away from there
as we walk he looks to us his eyes shine with kindness.
" my daughters come you'll be safe in my pack even after I'm gone " he says calmly.
as we enter the pack a wolf comes to him, he looks to my father and draws in the dirt a image.
I see my father draw in the dirt the other male looks to him as another wolf walks over, Sage you should be resting and obeying Whispering sun" she says calmly.
my father sighs and nods leading us to a den.
Breeding Info
N/A
| Personality
Kind
Preferences
crush
mate
sister:bluebird
Special Skills
same as her father
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Spring 
Night Weather: 
Clear Moon: 
