Biography
She paced in circles endlessly. Her paw pads began to bleed from the constant dragging across the uneven terrain. How did it end up like this? She questioned, but she knew deep down in her heart. She wasnt meant to even exist, and this was the worlds way of punishing her. She eventually fell into a heap from exhaustion and watched the destruction continue from within her sorry excuse of a cave (mostly just a dug in weak wall of a mountain covered by moss and rotten limbs). The downpour of rain made the day ever so more gloomy. The dark skies made flashes and bangs loud and bright enough to warn their angry threats. Sometimes the lightning would crash closely and sparks would fly, emitting small amounts of golden rays before being drowned by the heavens tears.
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Her black and white fur and tail flurried behind as she pushed herself into a maddened canter. Behind her followed only her shadow, and she reminisced on the pack who she had once led so long ago. Those times were gone with the wind though, as were those wolves. They were too independent with their ways and it led to their demise, humans got to them. She was the last one standing from that timeframe, her wisdom over her short 3 years of life have made her mature fast. She ran until exhaustion hit like bricks, she needed rest for the night. She glanced at her tracks, slowly being erased with the winds helpful hand. She should be safe here. She trotted the perimeter of the landscape, no enemies to be aware of. The forest seemed incredibly at peace, the birds even chirped friendly. She gave a soft sigh of relief and made her way over to the creek, her reflection stared back at her -glacier cold eyes as blue as the sky, and a face of black in contrast. The rest of her coat was decorated in black dapples, something she once took pride in. She took her time refreshing before finding a nice meadow in the midst of the forest, and with that she decided to stay. What more could she ask for of a home than plentiful food, safety, and to be miles from the two legged enemies?
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Weeks passed, the paradise was so soothing to her. No one but her and her shadow, so no one to care for and no one to lose. Not again. Not ever again.
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Spring 
Day Weather: 
Flood
