Wild-Cherry
Make me want it.
{ Im gonna have a made up but if no one else does further on I'll take Tsume or Blue 🙂 }
Name: Tsuki
Age: 3
Gender: female
Appearance
Wolf form: Her pelt is completely a dark, steel gray. Her eyes are a soft silvery color. She's relitively small for her breed, standing a little under Toboe's size. She's also very thin, and a bit scrawny but extremly fast due to her long leg/small body ratio.
Human aspect: In human aspect her hair is jet black and falls to the middle of her back. Long, straight bangs fall just above her eyes. At 5'3 she still isn't anythign big , and is still thin. Her eyes remain the same light greyish tone. Her pale skin is accented by the black pants, black shirt, and long red leather coat she wears.
Personality: Tsuki is quiet and sullen. In silence she persues her life, erasing her past form her mind. She knows not of love, or caring, but lonliness and fear. Still yet, sh ekeeps a calm head in all instances. Very often she ignores pains, both physical and emotional. Though this small, thin wolf looks hardened by the pains of her short life, her eyes hold a certain undoubtable fear and heavy sadness.
History: It was a freezing night. The air was like thick, black velvet, and the stars hid on that december eve. Thick misty clouds spewed themselves unwelcomely across her mountainous home. She was only a pup then. A shy, sweet pup. And innocent. That word brought chills to her mind. Innocent..something she was anythign but now.
At about 3 months she had already reached her full size, or just about. She awoke to her young mother standing. Tsuki followed, but was only sent a growl and glare, enough to make her submissivley lower her head and lay back down. Her mother licked her ear, and then walked outside of the den. Tsuki crawled silently behind her, and noted her standing before the pack alpha. She only caught a few words, which made her fur bristle.
" You decieved us.....mated....outsider....that pup....must die!"
Her mother walked back in with tears in her eyes, and when Tsuki tried ot nuzzle her she was pushed away. Another try and she was snapped at. Nervously, the young wolf backed against the wall. Her ears lay back fearfully, and she lay back down. The next morning she rose to an empty den. She followe dher mothers scent to a clearing by a stream. Things were quiet...so very quiet. Then she saw her....it was not her mother, but a crazed demon with hatred in her eyes. The rest of the pack....she felt their eyes. Only one jumped out in protest, but was silenced, followed with a sharp yealp of pain which echoed through the mountains. Then her mother attacked. Everything else came in a blur. The barking, growling, snarling...the taste of blood in her mouth.... then the familiar smell she knew so well, mingling with that of the cold smell of death. Then she ran. she knew the pack could care less. That had been their goal. Tsuki ran, trembling ith fear, guilt, she ran on and on before after god knew how long she came to a stream. She now moves constantly from place to place, driven by a sense she cannot name. Whatever it is, though, is all that keeps her going.
Pack Status: loner
Rank: Was omega, now packless.