Biography
The rain was relentless that night, hammering the ground into submission and soaking a dark obsidian pelt into a true onyx; mud purposely obscured a singular white paw. Amber eyes closed against the wind as the figure ducked her chin toward the ground, pushing forward at a steady pace. The small pack she had started years ago lay safely in the den, sleeping through the storm without even an inkling that their leader had gone out into the worst of it. Sleep hadnt claimed her for days and useless vengeance lurked in the back of her mind. Vengeance against only that of Mother Nature; for the goddess had taken from her own womb and made her birth sleeping pups. All but one, her beautiful Aylen, only one to survive coming into the world after 2 silent litters. A small smile split the dames mouth for a heartbeat at the thought of her happy treasure.
The tiniest growl made her stop in her tracks. This was her territory, every living creature knew better than to announce their presence, usually fleeing the other way in any attempt of self preservation. Amber orbs peered into the darkness toward a scraggle of bushes. A pair of tiny sky blue eyes stared back at her, defiant in showing any fear. A snarl lashed from the small figure as Serenity stepped forward. It was a pup, just barely old enough to explore the world and yet had found its way into her territory. Alarm sizzled across her back, raising her hackles in knowing that a pack must be nearby. Little one, where is your pack? She cooed to the pup, thawing a sliver of her own heart toward the young one.
The pup stared for a second, slowly melting from its protective stance before stepping further into the light. She was white, splattered with mud or dark coloring of her own. Her eyes were the color of the sky on a day without clouds. I am alone, my pack abandoned me and told me to not to follow. I dont know where I am. The pup let a shiver slip, slowly inching toward Serenity in hopes she would offer warmth. Serenity scooped the pup toward her with her paw and immediately the pup nuzzled into her legs, shivering without abandon now. Another sliver of her heart started to melt.
That is okay little one, do you have a name? She asked the pup quietly, lowering herself slightly so her chest would warm the babe. The pup looked up at her and shook her head slowly. Never having been given a name and being abandoned by her parents. A slow breath left Serenity as she looked upon this small frail pup Mother Nature also left to die. Your name is now Matoaka, and you belong to me. Slowly Serenity opened her maw, giving the pup time to run should she choose, and took the pup by her scruff. As they paced back toward the den, pup in hand, Serenity decided this was her justice. She had taken a life from Mother Nature after all.
Breeding Info
Barren. Her pups are born sleeping or do not make it past 1 year. This is why she cherishes Aylen.
| Personality
She is a cunning vixen, slinking through the shadows. Stretching her stride in silence as she follows her target. She has been compared to a ghost, slithering in and out of focus at her leisure. Always anticipating the next move, the next breath that may slip. Some say she is heartless, and they may be right, but there are very few who can promise the depths of her loyalty.
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