Post by rayne on Feb 15, 2011 6:58:24 GMT -5
Name- Rayne
Age- 3
Gender- Femminine
Type- Arctic
Pack && Rank?- None
Form of Contact- PM
Example Post- "No! You are a horrible warrior, healer, hunter, and even puppysitter! You are horrible!" She shook her head furiously. "Please! Mother, I can improve! Please!" Tears streamed down her face. "Darling, I think we should give her a chance. I mean, she is only a few months old." The father looked sincerely down on his daughter. The mother turned, her eyes burning with anger. "No! She has failed every chance we have given her! Just give her to the one of the Omegas."
Statik was given to the lowest ranking Omega couple, who hated her parents. She walked up to them the day she was given to them. "My parents--" She was jumped on by her "father," his paw on her neck.
Her eyes opened, breathing heavily. "It was just a dream, just a dream. "The black fur on her back was a mess, tangled from all the tossing and turning she had done in her sleep. She had small bags under eyes.She gasped heavily. She looked out of the empty den, out into the empty land.
"I'm all alone." She closed her eyes, pained. "I always am." She stepped out of the den quickly, heading to the lake.
Her front paws entered the crystal clear water, gently washing the small scars left in them. The back paws followed. She smiled as the gooey mud swan between her toes, making her giggle.
She wadded farther into the lake, her smile growing bigger and bigger with each step. She looked up at the full moon, feeling as though it gave her the power to wait for the pack to fill with mothers, pups, warriors.
Age- 3
Gender- Femminine
Type- Arctic
Pack && Rank?- None
Form of Contact- PM
Example Post- "No! You are a horrible warrior, healer, hunter, and even puppysitter! You are horrible!" She shook her head furiously. "Please! Mother, I can improve! Please!" Tears streamed down her face. "Darling, I think we should give her a chance. I mean, she is only a few months old." The father looked sincerely down on his daughter. The mother turned, her eyes burning with anger. "No! She has failed every chance we have given her! Just give her to the one of the Omegas."
Statik was given to the lowest ranking Omega couple, who hated her parents. She walked up to them the day she was given to them. "My parents--" She was jumped on by her "father," his paw on her neck.
Her eyes opened, breathing heavily. "It was just a dream, just a dream. "The black fur on her back was a mess, tangled from all the tossing and turning she had done in her sleep. She had small bags under eyes.She gasped heavily. She looked out of the empty den, out into the empty land.
"I'm all alone." She closed her eyes, pained. "I always am." She stepped out of the den quickly, heading to the lake.
Her front paws entered the crystal clear water, gently washing the small scars left in them. The back paws followed. She smiled as the gooey mud swan between her toes, making her giggle.
She wadded farther into the lake, her smile growing bigger and bigger with each step. She looked up at the full moon, feeling as though it gave her the power to wait for the pack to fill with mothers, pups, warriors.