Biography
A wolf pounded at the gates, black raven-like wings flapping frantically as she tried desperately to pull free of the guards that were pulling her away. ÂÂLET ME GO!!!!! ÂÂ The black and silver she-wolf snarled, voice filled with rage. ÂÂI HAVE ORDERS TO CATCH THAT WOLF!!!!!!!!! IF YOU DON ÂÂT LET ME GO RIGHT NOW I WILL RIP YOUR PELTS OFF!!!!!!!!! ÂÂ Chaos threatened, attempting to break away and make a run for it. These mouse brained wolves are making it impossible to do as Lady Raven said! I might as well be crow food! Finally she gave in to the guards and let them bind her wings and snout will ropes and drag her away. They turned out to be dragging her to the pool in the center of the Nest, which was the largest known source of freshwater in the entire desert, instead of the prison. As they approached the edge of the water, several of the guards handed the ropes they were using to drag her to wolves that had wings. The winged wolves around her lifted off, forcing her to go up. Now all in the air, they led her to the wolf made island in the middle of the large oasis where a sturdy off-white colored tent stood at its center. She landed first, using the opportunity to shake off some of the guards and stepped inside the tent, the remaining wolves pushing her along. She came to a halt in a little ways away from the two wolves that stood before Lady Raven's Wing. The remaining guards tried to grab her again, but she growled and shook them off before clawing off her wing bindings and the rope around her snout. Now that she was free, she decided to listen to what the other wolves were saying until someone noticed her presence.
ÂÂ-But your majesty, the sickness is getting worse, we must isolate the infected wolves so my apprentice and I can treat them or kill them before it spreads even more!ÂÂ The bigger of the two wolves in front of Lady Raven said urgently. She thought she recognized him to be a wolf named Snake Tail but the one that really caught her attention was his apprentice Leopard Lizard, a scrawny three year old with had sand colored fur and brown spots on their back, who she had seen several times lately helping sick wolves which meant the other wolf was definitely Snake Tail. Snake Tail had been named for his long tail that had short fur and therefore looked like a snake. He was currently twitching it nervously, waiting for the Lady of the Nest to respond while she thought carefully about what he said.
ÂÂWe will kill the ones that are too sick to be treated safely, and isolate the others somewhere while you treat them. You and Leopard Lizard will stay with them, in case you pick up the sickness as well.ÂÂ When she finally spoke, her eyes were narrowed and her flame and charcoal fur colored seemed to radiate heat.
Leopard Lizard turned away, a scowl on their face, and spotted Chaos standing there. They jumped in surprise and said to Lady Raven's Wing, ÂÂI think there is someone who wishes to speak with you.ÂÂ
ÂÂYes, I do, and I think these mouse-brained guards have something to say as well.ÂÂ The black and silver she-wolf hissed, taking a few steps towards the large orange and black wolf. ÂÂI was attacked by a black she-wolf with white wings and red flowers on her legs and tail while chasing the wolf you sent me after.ÂÂ She flattened her ears in disgust, ÂÂShe looked like any ordinary winged wolf but she was surprisingly strong and was able to knock me out of the sky and pin me down with what seemed like very little effort.ÂÂ
ÂÂThe targetÂÂs sister then. I thought I warned you about her. You disappoint me Chaos. You're supposed to be the best assassin there is, which is why I hired you. Now I am beginning to regret that decision.ÂÂ Lady Raven's Wing spoke to her, showing little emotion.
ÂÂBut this wolf was stronger than normal! She could have done this to probably anyone! Give me another chance. Tell the guards to let me through and I will capture the wolf and bring him to you. If it wasn't for that wolf and the guards I would have caught him already!ÂÂ
ÂÂFine. I will tell the guards to not attack you when they see you, now GO!ÂÂ Lady Raven's Wing shouted at her, pointing at the exit with her tail, and Chaos flinched a little despite trying not to.
ÂÂGood. I'll be going now.ÂÂ Chaos stalked out of the tent and flew away, passing over the gates without trouble this time. time to find that wolf, or maybe not. I could always find a place to make a den and just live there, away from the Nest and Lady Raven and the sickness. she thought to herself as she put more and more distance between her and
Breeding Info
(Not breeding info just continuing the story)
Ebony black wings like that of a raven cut through the sky with the grace of someone whoÂÂs live depended on being quick. Feathers like shards of obsidian rippled as the glided silently in the air. A black head of a wolf was pointed down at the sandy earth below. Pupils surrounded by rings of silver around them glinted next to almost black-blue irises. She was searching the dunes for any sign of a white and black, green striped pelt. Ahead of her, the harsh desert sands gradually turned into gently rolling hills as if the earth were a river of grass flowing lazily along. And beyond that, the beginnings of a forest. Growling to herself, she flapped her wings and picked up a bit of speed as she grew closer to the hills.
Nothing in the desert, nothing in the hills. *Where is this weird wolf? In the forest? I donÂÂt even know what is so special about him that I have to go after him. And the forest? SERIOUSLY? Why there, of ALL places. Where the branches make it impossible to even fly! And itÂÂs so much colder! Whatever.* She grumbled to herself about the forest and everything she hated about it. She had been there only once, and had hated it. But this was her job, and she couldnÂÂt risk the wrath of her leader, not when she was in the position she was in at the moment. She had failed once, and if she were to fail again, she would be exiled. . . or most likely . . . torn apart by the guards. Or throw in the dungeon. Or sent to the place were they quarantined the sick wolves. None of which she wished to happen, and so she was going to the forest, no matter the cost.
She alighted down on the forest floor a while later, flapping her wings for a slow descent and landing on her hind paws. She tucked her wings closely against her short fur. She was built for extreme heat, not this. Shivering slightly, she felt that she was getting used to the temperature. Until she noticed the dryness of the air and the glow of firelight in the distance. She had never seen a forest fire, only the small fires near the oasis back at home. But she had heard of them. It was fuzzy and faint, but she remembered her mother warning her about these types of fires. She took a step back, turned, and ran. She looked over her shoulder at the flames and therefore she did not see the roots that stuck out of the earth in front of her. She tripped, landing heavily. She got up to keep on running but her hind left paw had gotten stuck under the roots. She pulled, but was unable to free her paw. She raked her claws across the wood, creating splinters in it. She was almost there when the fire caught up to her. It burned away the rest of the roots, but along with it her paw and lower part of that leg. Howling in pain, she limped as quickly as she could away. She ran to were a river flowed, and were the fire would almost definitely stop. She reluctantly waded through the water, which felt good on her injuries, and collapsed on the other side.
She knew there was no way she would survive on her own with an injury like herÂs. She knew from experience she couldnÂt trust other wolves, but she had no choice at the moment. She sent up a long howl which made her lungs burn from all the smoke that had been inhaled. She rested her head on the ground, and tried to stay alert, but her vision was slightly blurry from pain, and the clacking of the flames was too great to hear very well. She just had to hope that someone would find her, and whoever it was, wasnÂt going to attack her.
| Personality
She had a rough past in the Raven's Nest. Her everyday fight for survival since two years of age has made her snappish and untrusting. Even after Lady Raven's Wing hired her to be her personal assassin she is still pretty much the same. Despite being and assassin, her past, and living in the Raven's Nest she will show signs of kindness, sarcasm, and even affection to those closest to her.
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