Our Family (members)

[Bigby]

I want everyone, (old, new, or trying to get accepted), to post all of these. No exceptions!! I'm even going to write mine again, to make this fair. If you don't post your bio in here you cant R.P. Sorry but I got to know who's really in the reaper pack. Anything with * must have at least 100 words.

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Name:
Age:
Type of wolf:
Color of pelt:
History*:
Personality*:
Skills:

[Blackhawk]

Name: Blackhawk
Age: 5 years
Type of wolf: Purebread alaskan wolf
Color of pelt: Pure black
Historyi came from the forbidden lands. i was born in a pack of purewolfs called the Letan in the north, but after i lost control of myself when i was 3 to a sudden bloodlust and killed 15 of my comrades, i was bannished and stripped of my name, rank, clan. if i ever set foot in Letan's territory i am put to death. over the next 2 years i slowly made my way to Aregol by following a pack of deer. Having never heard of the war or of any disease, the walls surprised me and i investigated, finding the tunnel and crawled through.
Personality: Blackhawk is a very kind to all, unless they start to push him around. Once they do, he usually tries to keep to himself and just backs away. If they keep bothering him and try to fight, he will do whatever he can to get out. Usually this is not a problem for him since he easily towers over most animals at almost 6 feet tall, and the red eyes and scar are quite intimidating. On the off chance that he is unable to get away and is force into fighting, his enemy usually does not last very long, because not only is he tall, but he is massive in every way possible. Since he was banished from is pack, he had to develop his mind so that he could survive, meaning that he is very smart, but does not like to use this to manipulate others. Living alone for the past 2 years as caused him to become very wary of others and has bad trust issues because of it.
Skills: blackhawk is very intelligent, strong and towers over most animals, but will refuse to fight unless cornered.

[}Delirium.]

Name: Delirium
Age: 5 years old
Type of wolf: Gray Wolf
Color of pelt: Gray with some lavender under tones (yellow eyes)
History*: Young miss Liri has had quite the life. She was the oldest pup in a litter of three, sired by Raisur and birthed from Midnight Sonata, and has been raised by the two dangerous wolves that hunt their own kind just as often as they hunt horses. However, it wasn't even before her first moon that it became obvious that Liri would be the only pup to survive. But still, liri strived to be the best daughter she could for her parents, and make up for the pups lost. Liri learned early on, what a fun danger and death could be, and all her life she's kept to this frame of mind, preferring chaos over calmness. As a pup, she was always the one that would run off, or explore, get into trouble and who knows what else. Not that her parents minded. They could still find her with ease, should they need to locate her, and when you had serial killers for parents, you tend to be raised to be independent.

As a young adult, teenager, what ever, Liri had the time of her life. She discovered she had a natural way of flirting with males, and getting what she wanted by any means necessary, not to mention, that she finally grew into her once described to be ugly gray coat, and managed to get it to be... well beautiful. And it was her coat that got her, the first male that wouldn't stop at just flirting. She was only two at the time, but she managed to get away from the chaos before it could esculate... How did she get away? Simple... SHe killed the male in cold blood.

But it wasn't till her third birthday that she ran into the halfbreed that would change her life for the worst. It had started as a simple sort of thing, Liri running along a valley near a cliff, searching for a place to climb it, so she could play at the top. She’d spotted the odd colored half breed, while she was walking along the base of the cliff. It was hard not to have your attention brought to the odd looking male… After all, he seemed to have a thing for dying his fur. Not something usually seen. The encounter had started okay, Liri being her normal, prissy bad ass self, until the half bred mutt attacked her, and they ended up wrestling on top of the cliff, before rolling off it together, snapping at biting. When they hit the ground, Liri had at least one rib broken, and was completely knocked out. And by the time she came to her senses she was already in his land… trapped.

Escape from the half bred mongrel wasn’t easy, but finally, almost two years later, the femme has managed to not just get away, but come to a whole new land all together, to bad now she’s managed to be sworn of any form of having a family, the reminder of what the half breed did became a constant memory, that continues to haunt her… And is the reason why she not only hates any and all dogs, as well as half breeds, but why she hates all males, as well… But who knows, now that she’s in another land… maybe a different wolf will be able to show this killer… just what it means to be with someone you trust.
Personality*: Delirium, true to her name, is rather... insane. Her emotions tend to get the best of her, and she's ruled by anger most of the time. Liri is quite the little, furious beast. She comes from an ancient family, one that called themselves Thestral, do to their demonic ways. Every member of this family had a demonic talent of sorts, that made them unpopular company in the midst of others. Liri, like the rest of her family, had an odd way with murderer…. But she played on a completely different level, most of the time. She is a very vegenceful sort of wolfessa, and loves chaos. She's not the nicest sort of creature in the world, and prefers death over life. She’s cold, and ruthless, as can be seen in the way she acts. She has no respect for authority figures, and will fight rather than be another submissive bitch. She’s calculating, and cunning, and knows how to spin another’s words around to get what she wants. Nothing stops her, when she sets her eyes on something. And while she has her own brand of insanity, it is also true that this wolf has enough power, and pride in her beast, that she is not only a force to be reckoned with, but also a beast of purpose and persuasion. She knows how to get what she wants, when she wants, in any method that allows her to get it. And the thing to remember above all others, this wolf is prepared to do anything to get what she wants, and that includes killing.

However this young wolf has a way of being a protector when it's needed. And, even having come from such a dangerous family gave her something that many aren’t entirely aware that killers have. And that’s loyalty. Liri is a very loyal wolfess, and will back anyone she has promised to guard, or befriended. And when you have the spawn of two ruthless serial killers as a loyalist, very little can stop you. Now, while Liri is the spawn of serial killers, she herself, is nothing more than a murderer, and a bit a bitch. She does like her meals to fight back, and half the time eats them alive, rather than killing them first, but killing her own kind only happens when there is a mark over the wolf’s head.

Liri has been forced into submission before, by a beast she managed to escape from, and because of this past with said beast, Liri hates any and all dogs, and half bred mutts. She’s turned emotionally hard from the experience, and has vowed off any forms of family, bearing pups, and having a mate. She prefers her life alone, where she won’t have to submit to anyone, and that’s the way she’d like to keep it.
Skills: Liri was raised and trained by serial killers. She isn't afraid to fight, and has a love of causing pain. She's not afraid of anything, and has a very strong hatred towards dogs and mutts. She's intelligent, cunning, and sly. And she has knows how to stalk and attack with out a warning, with the best of them.

[Bigby]

Name: Bigby
Age: about 5 years
Type of wolf: timber wolf
Color of pelt:gray
History*: Bigby has lived in the Reaper pack for most of her life.Her father was a member of the Reaper pack, her mother was a loner. When her mother died giving birth to her, her father took her to his Pack. There she learned how to hunt and be responsible for leading pack hunts.He father died two years ago.

Personality*:She is good at making friends with any kind of canine and trys kindness before aggression when talking to someone she does not know well, or has just met. Even though she feels wolves are on top of the canine pyramid, she will not belittle another canine, just because they are of different breed. Bigby can be stubborn sometimes and, if she fully believes her choice or way is the only way, will not take no for an answer. Most of the time she is easy to get along with, and can be quite fun to be around. Although when she needs to be, she can be an aggressive wolf.



Skills: can hunt, track and negotiate

[Scarlet]

Name:Scarlet
Age:5 years 6 months
Type of wolf:Mackenzie Valley Wolf
Color of pelt:A white with a silver tint

History*: Scarlet was born right around the time the disease started, her parents were deeply worried about her catching it. One morning her parents went hunting, but never came back. Scarlet was never the same happy, spirit filled pup again. Scarlet went out into the bitter winter looking for them, only to find their bodies frozen on the ground. Running she found herself in Reaper Pack territory, she had met Bigby who had gladly taken her in. She works hard to prove herself a loyal Reaper Pack wolf, even though she was not born there. Her pup life is more of blur to her, she tries blocking it out, it hurt to remember her parents. Everything she had ever loved had left her, everything. Now she felt cold, heartless, and soon found Reaper pack. A job that was respected in the pack was an Assassin, she gladly took this up. Knowing very well she was just OK with killing, but anything to earn her pack's trust of her, and to make herself feel like she belonged for once.



Personality*: She is sweet like a flower, but has the sting of a bee. If she is protecting what she loves she is beyond fierce, and would kill. Love is something she seeks, a mate would be nice for her, considering everything about love in her life is gone. An attitude is something she definitely has, so don't get on her bad side. Even though she may not show it she desires more friendships. Secretive is another trait of hers, meaning she keeps a lot to herself, but if you get close enough she might let you in.

One day she wants to successfully lead her pack, does that mean she is ambitious? Not the least bit, she only desires to help her pack in every way. Which would mean another fine trait of hers is loyalty. One last trait is just plain a wolf, which means sometimes she does desire to kill. Does that make her heartless? Of course not, that makes her a wolf...

Skills: Hunting, she is an excellent hunter. Fighting she is more ok at. Swimming is another one of her best skills.

[ruby]

Name: Diamond
Age: 5
Type of wolf: Gray
Color of pelt; White with average gray markings.
History*: Diamond grew up with excellent parents, although they weren't her own, they treated her the same way. With them she learned what all pups should learn first. That respect is something you will get if you give it and she has lived by that moral since. Yet even with that she had run into times in her life where she had to learn more of life's lessons. One event in particular changed her life forever. This was when she was taken prisoner by a small pack of coyotes when she was at the age of three. In this time she bacame harder and less kind and became one who did not like Coyotes. Eventually she was rescued by another small pack of wolves, and after that she felt that only wolves knew how to act right. So went searching for a pack to call home. That's when she found The Reaper pack.
Personality*: Diamond is a very mature and isn't as kind as she used to be and to cover up the kindness left she acts arrogant like she is the true boss of anyone. But that's quite rarely. Diamond is the type of girl to treat anyone with respect right off and will do as asked from anyone. Yet it makes her seem like a robot sometimes, considering she takes off as soon as a command is given. It's lead her into some trouble when she doesn't get the whole message but she is usually effeciant and quick with any task.

One of Diamond's few downfalls, unfortuanatly, is her secret starvation for power. She'll do anything at the chance that she might become the next alpha who can lead the Reaper pack to rule the city and destroy lesser species. Specifically coyotes. They sicken her, and the thought of her destroying them is constantly in the back of her head. Yet this is an attribute not seen often, only in her quiet.
Skills: Obedience, Power(lack of speed), mutual repect for others, understanding of commands, and the ability to take on leadership without cracking.

(Note: Auditioning for Second in command position)


Name:Estrela
Age:4
Type of wolf:Gray
Color of pelt:White with slightly noticable gray markings on tail and shoulders
History*: Estrela's life was literaly a journey for most of it. It even started far away from the city of Aregol and Enigma. There, she belonged to a pack of wolves who shunned her because of her white coloring, which meant that someone from outside the pack had given her the genes for that coloring. Estrela didn't understand why it was such a bad thing if she was still a purebred wolf but she knew she had to run away for her own well being. Unfortunatly her father thought the same way but only at the time when she was 4 weeks old, not even old enough to leave her mother.

After a while she was close to death when a stray dog and her pups rescued her. Being Estrela she couldn't bring herself to call the adopted mother "mom" or even say her first name, for she didnt' want to be too formal or informal so she called her "Nurse." Together they all traveled together until Estrela ran away, feeling like she was being a bother on the family. This was in Enigma, a place with no humans. As she explored even more she found out about the Reaper pack, lead by a different leader at the time she had been a mother there for a year. Inspired by "Nurse."
Personality*:Estrela is a sweet girl, and she acts like she never really grew up. She treats all animals with kindness and she doesn't like it when others a mistreated because of their species. But because she is so fearful she doens't say anything about it, unless she is asked to share her honest opinion. She's also quite odd in the way she thinks and speaks though. Many times she speaks in metaphors, and often thinks about killing herself, for, she doesn't believe that she is good enough to live. This is because she believes everyone's negative opinions are facts and positive opinions are lies. Espescially from males.

Why she has the job she has is because of her inspiration from her adopted mother and it makes her believe all pups need someone they can go to when they don't have their family or have no one to listen to them at all. She feels that adults need this too, but it's an idea that she's too afraid to express.
Skills:Kindness, Quick Thinking, speed, hunting, (Lacks power, and aggression)

(Note: She can keep her old position as Nurse right?)

[Asteria,,♥,,ArRi]

Name:Theirry
Age:Four years
Type of wolf:Tundra Wolf
Color of pelt:Pitch black, a little brown at the very ends. (Light green eyes)
History*:For the most part Theirry keeps his history to himself. But he was born on the outside of the pack by his two wolven parents. They raised him, but his mother, giving birth to the second litter when he was about a year died, his other siblings had already gone their own way, so when his mother took her last remaining breaths and whispered "I love you" his fathers heart broke into a million. He was no longer himself and sat for two days greiving the loss of his mother, staring at her lifeless decaying body. It was to much for Theirry to watch his father fall to peices, and to actually see his mother rot. He dug a hole and when his father collapsed into sleep he pulled her body away, burying her quickly and covering the grave so his father couldnt find it. Then he walked away, knowing his father would probably go crazy, he left, going to find himself a new home, thats when he found his way to the Reaper pack.
Personality*:Theirry is not like most of his packs, he doesnt beleive himself better. Though he doesnt intermingle with the other packs, thats one thing he is strongly against. Theirry can be a very sweet, compasionate, gentle and loving wolf. He is respectful and often very incouraging. Usually he doesnt talk much, he's a quiet being. Keeping his past to himself. When he finds someone worth putting an effort in he doesnt stop, he's mostly a lover, but he will fight for what he beleives in. He is a thinker, a strategizer at times. LEtting his thoughts roam he hardly ever pays attention to others, and when he starts something he'll finish it through and through. He can also be harsh at times, bluntly stating the cold truth. He's honest and some think him rude for it. Not only will he state his opinion about things he'll tell the truth and give the facts. He's trustworthy and he never ever gives up when he thinks something or someone is worth fighting for.
Skills:Swimming, talking to others,Hunting.


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[Promise]

Name: Varsha
Age: Four years
Type of wolf: Tundra Wolf
Color of pelt: Light brown and white.
History*: Varsha hales from a long line of purebred Tundra wolves. She was taught to always be loyal and honest. As a puppy, she was destined to be the Alpha Female of her parent's pack, but that was not to be. As you see, her pack was brutally murdered by a rival pack. Not just any pack, but a pack of purebred dogs. So, this has brought upon her hatred of purebred dogs. She'd never be seen talking or hanging with one, not ever. She'd much prefer the company of other wolves, especially other Tundra wolves. So, as she grew older, she vowed revenge upon the pack of dogs. Upon growing up in a rather large pack, she had told the Alpha of the pack about the dogs. Now, the Alpha wasn't very proud about this pack of dogs.

As you can tell, worse came to worse and a huge fight broke out between the two packs. The dogs hadn't expected anything to happen or to expect that the wolf population in their new rival pack would be bigger than their own. For three nights they fought, each pack sending out a few hunters and huntresses to gather food. Finally, on the night of the third day, the battle had ended. Varsha's pack had become the winner of that fight. Now, Varsha wasn't one to stay in a pack where she wouldn't find someone to love or anything. She wandered off shortly after. When she left, she had left behind a friend. A male that she had grown to care about, but he had never liked her as more than a friend, but when she had left, he had been crushed.

Now, Varsha had managed to find Aregol City and had planned to start over with her life. Each day she looked for a pack to join and eventually came to find the Reaper Pack. But, each night when she would fall asleep, she would dream of her friend that she had left behind. Oh yes, she had cared about him and loved him, but she had known that he didn't return her feelings. But, would he ever? If they were to meet again?
Personality*: Varsha is, well, a sweetheart. She tends to fall in love a little quickly and tends to trust others too easily. She can be a tad protective and a bit jealous if another female flirts with a male she likes. She absolutely adores puppies and tends to flirt with males. She hates fighting and isn't all that great at hunting. She loves to play and relax. She also enjoys sunbathing and just being near the ones she loves. She's completely loyal to her Alpha and would never lie to her about anything. She'd do anything to stay on the Alpha's good side. If she catches another member of Reaper Pack breaking a rule, she won't hesitate to inform the Alpha. So, as you can tell, she's deeply loyal and honest. Deep down, she believes she would be a good mate to any male willing to be her one true love. She also believes that she would make a good mother because of her love for puppies.
Skills: Caring for puppies, making friends, being loyal and honest, great at swimming, kindness, and talking to others.

[*^Lightning Lady^*]

Name: Aneirin

Age: 3 years

Type of wolf:Alaskan/Gray wolf
Color of pelt: Has a very rare color of blond on the top line of his body. Has blue eyes and a dark brown nose. He is big for his age.
History*: All the humans that had the virus were gone before he was born but his parents were deathly afraid of all this disease. They got separated from the pack at the time the disease formed and they couldn't find their way back. They had 8 pups together. They were all the oppisite of him in color. (black or Grey)
But soon died off from something or another besides him.

He only saw one of his sibling's death, and that was his sisters. She died from a hawk carrying her off, but his parents never told him how the rest died. One day when his parents were hunting and they disappeared. He was almost one year old. At first he was afraid but then he knew what he needed to do to survive.
He then lived those 2 years as a loner, trying to find all he could find for food. He never saw another dog in these two years. When he started to make the prey scarce he moved on then found himself at the pack.

Personality*: Since Aneirin was alone for a long time he is very loyal to the pack. He has many leader traits , but he knows when to use them and when not to. He is sometimes shy around a lot of wolves, but once he gets to know you he is very open. He is kind to everyone unless they have done something to provoke that. When you do, he always gets his revenge. He also knows what to do in odd situations because when he was alone he had to figure everything out him self. He is always trying to care for others more than himself.

Skills: knows what to do in odd stiuations, can't hunt pretty well and fight very well.

[Fith [Kezzi]]

Name: Fith
Age: Five
Gender: Male
Type of wolf: Gray Wolf

Color of pelt: Dark smoky grey tinged with black along the hairline.

History*: Fith was born in the Forbidden lands, to a pack of wolves and hybrids. His mother and father were the alpha's so the dark grey pup was treated like royalty. They were a nice pack, kind and well meaning but they had one flaw. They were a little too generous. Fith's mother was the sweetest she-wolf in the area, and when she happened upon an infected Pointer she-dog, the alpha brought her in. Fith was around three years of age at this point, the wolves had all grown up away from The Devils Throat, therefore had never encountered the virus. It took only three weeks for the whole pack except one, to die. Every single wolf and hybrid. Fith for some strange reason, caught the virus but was immune to it. He survived with a skinny stomach, and poor eyesight but alive. Fith left his dead pack with a sore heart and body, and travelled alone for more than a year. Finally the virus vanished from his weak boy, and his eyesight returned, as well as his supreme condition. Fith happened then to stumble into Reaper land...


Personality*: Fith is a well meaning animal, he is generally kind to those in need of kindness. His wish one day is to lead a pack, but whether or not that will happen is another thing all together. Fith does have a strong ambition yet loyalty to the pack comes first, always. Fith is very loyal and protective of his pack, and would lay don his life for the beliefs of it. When he was growing up, he himself believed that his mixed family should be pure wolf like himself. Fith will not hesitate to kill somebody if they cross a line, and is known for his short temper at times. Fith isn't to be pushed and can turn on someone in a blink of an eye. A year of solitary company has caused him to become very wary of strangers, and dislikes change. Yet underneath he is simply a determined, well meaning animal.

Skills: Fighting, tracking and hunting

[Riley]

Name: Riot
Age: 5
Type of wolf: Timber
Color of pelt: Russet
History*: Born the son of an Alpha pair of the great forests, Riot grew up under his father's firm paw. from birth he was trained in leadership, hunting, loyalty and the warrior ways. As a pup, there was no play time for Riot, there was no soft touch of gentle words. He was royalty in his old pack but that meant nothing. There was no soft, cushy life. Riot earned his place in that pack as his father's heir; but as Riot grew older, he knew his young father would not be allowing him to grow as far as he could. Trapped at warrior status, his father feared that Riot would attempt to steal the throne, but that was never the case. Seeing this, Riot made the difficult choice to leave his pack and set off on his own, to make his own name for himself. Without the title of Prince.

Personality*: Riot is a smart and cunning creature that does not take s*** from anyone. Although he is kind, he knows when kindness can be used and when force must be as their is a very defining line between the two. Raised the son of an Alpha, Riot had moved on from his previous pack to establish his own or find a life in another. Although he prefers to lead, he takes orders just as well and has a great respect for those in power...so long as they have earned it.

Riot has a strong personality and is a gentlemen, though he is un-afraid to put someone back in their place. He will always keep in mind the needs of other before himself and does his best to fufil those needs wither they be physical or emotional. Riot has never been known to turn away a creature in need though he prefers to keep his distance from dogs, foxes and the like. He will protect his home, mate and pack to the death and at all cost to him so long as it does not endanger anyone or anything he cares for.

Skills: Leadership, Hunting, Cunning, Tactical

[WHISPER;]

Name: Aiyana
Age: 2
Type of wolf: Gray wolf
Color of pelt: Light gray/brown
History*: Aiyana’s mother died giving birth to Aiyana and her brother, Neko. Her father wasn’t around much and Aiyana was the stronger of the two so she raised herself and her brother. She starved herself, giving Neko all the food, trying to get him strong enough to fend for himself. She eventually became ill and Neko was the strong one. They weren’t very close, even though Aiyana tried to be. He stuck around for awhile, until she got better, and then took off with their father. She saw them every once in a while and one day while she was hunting Neko stole her kill. She was furious and they got into a big fight. Their father came and broke it up, but Neko thought he was taking Aiyana’s side and attacked him. Neko killed their father that day and then ran away, horrified. Aiyana never saw him again and to this day doesn’t wish to. Her mother was dead, her brother killed her father and he never was a brother to her anyway so in her eyes, why does it matter and what hope does she have that she will one day be happy?
Personality*: She is very stubborn. She has a sense of humor but is serious most of the time. She is very honest, if she doesn’t like you, you’ll know. She has some trust issues but they aren't that bad. She is touchy about her past but tries to forget it most of the time. She can be sweet, nice when she tires. She’s feisty and has some trouble controlling her temper. She loves any kind of water, and the sun. She loves to run; it’s one of her favorite things. She doesn’t like being told constantly what to do by others. She hates being in confined spaces and prefers not being totally full.
Skills: She's a very good hunter. She's very fast and she's intelligent

[katreese]

Name: Sishara
Age: Three years of age
Type of wolf: Timber Wolf
Color of pelt: Brown, black, and creme
History*:
Sishara grew up with a fairly normal pup-hood. She left her parents at a reasonable age and set off on her own. Her parents soon died of old age. Sishara went out and joined a pack. She started off as a hunter. She was fairly bitter at this time and liked to wander around on her own. Where she met her demise. A clever dog in which seduced her and got her pregnant. She strayed from the pack for the longest time worried she would be exiled and her puppies killed.

She gave birth to her puppies on Halloween night and raised them. When they were old enough she left them and went back to her pack. Since she was never present at pack meetings, she lost her position and regained one as the nursery mother for the alpha pair. She soon got a Mate. He saw to it that her darkened past and wounded heart was repaired. He promised that he'd always be there for her.

As the months passed the alpha pair vanished. The Pack assigned the position to her and her mate. Sishara was glad, but worried as well. A few weeks into the job the Alpha male vanished. She called a pack meeting and waited anxiously for him to arrive but he never did... So she ran the pack herself. Soon she crumbled and vanished her self. After her son had shown his face she knew she was not worthy to be a leader. She left and came upon this place where she is now. She has joined this pack and gladly follows under a new leader and has a deep dis-trust towards dogs. She is still scarred from her past and has never brought up her half breed pups. and she never will they are dead, died last winter killed by dogs. She is now the motherly, yet depressed wolf who is now trying to find who she really is.

Personality*:
Well as far as wolves go Sishara is very kind to others, making her a bit of a misfit in the pack but oh well, However just because she is kind doesn't mean she cant be devious. Sishara when is a bad mood which is very often, well you don't want to be around, she will bombard you with insults if you pester her and threaten you, however she tries to keep her cool and control her temper for when she needs it most. All in all she is easily described as Unpredictable, you never know what she is up to.

She is Very Kind once you get to know her, just don't make her angry, She is very understanding, and very sweet. She will help you with anything and will listen, she is like a sister to alot of animals BUT only to her friends.

When she is in a bad mood, and you don't know her, Keep your distance other wise you'll be waking up with a headache or worse, she doesn't usually attack others, especially not her pack members, and she does try to control her anger. All in all she is extremely Unpredictable so be careful and watch your hide. After a grueling past Sishara came upon a change. She was less bitter and prejudiced against dogs. Though she doesn't trust them for a good reason. They use you. She Had a mate but he was lost in time and so were her pups...killed by another dog.

Sishara is very kind, she is very motherly and likes to help. She is very wise and relaxed, though she loves to play. Though She can be firm and sometimes mean, but that is rare.

Skills: Hunting, thinking of strategies, Advise giving, aiding, quick on her feet.