2. Character Birthdate (including year): 9/17/09
3. Whether s/he is a regular wolf or a Luperci:Luperci
4. Gender:Female
5. Your e-mail:pmsingtiger@hotmail.com
6. A secondary form of contact (AIM, MSN, Y!M): pmsingtiger@hotmail.com
7. How did you learn/hear about 'Souls?:been here
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Night sat down watching the clouds above her head. The pup didn't really care what the clouds were doing, but if she watched them long enough she would know the direction of the wind. When she knew that it was easier to catch small prey, like rats or squirrels. Her small tounge came out to lick her lips. She was young, but not helpless. Getting to her small paws she stretched her legs out and arched her back to releave the stress on her young muscles.
The little girl grinned, not knowing that it was the same grin her birth mother had always made when she had a sadistic idea in her mind. Night was very much Svara Thames daughter, in her manners and actions. The sable pup was destined to be bigger then her mother had ever been. Her coat shinner and her blue eyes wilder, cold to others pain. Already she leaned towards her sociopathic tendancies.
She had no mother, no father, nobody. A loner at almost the same age her mother had been, stepping on the same territory. At three months and some odd days she was already thirty pounds. Night could see the white snow on the ground, not very much but there was some. The wind blew up on her skin making her puppy fur move as she stood there. The pup stood in a patch of cold snow even now, her paws becoming colder and colder, but she couldn't feel the pain. Night would never feel mortal pain.
Her bright azure eyes traveled over the territory, the smell of other wolves exactly what she wanted to smell. A runaway, no longer wanting to be in the pack where her mother had been killed. She didn't feel anything when she thought of whisper now. The girl was completly void of an emotion, cold as the eyes on her face. Not even wondering about it the young pup started jogging down the same path her mother had taken only a year earlier.
"Bleed for me..."