Lynx- Shattered Pack fighter

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Name: Lynx
Pack Shattered Pack
Position: Fighter
Age: 21 moons
Gender: She-wolf

Appearance: Very pretty light gray wolf with small patches of tan and bronze. Large moon shaped yellow eyes. Small slim figure with delicate appearance. When she moves she almost appears to glide over the ground. Her coat is always spotless and fluffed up.

Personality: Lynx is gentle by nature. She is intuitive and very observant of her surroundings. She can be shy when she first meets a new wolf, and while it is easy to fall for her beauty she is hesitant to trust. She is very close with her brothers and looks to them for protection, particularly her brother Pitch, whom seems to always come to her rescue when she needs him most. She loves pups and would make an amazing mother, if someone was ever able to capture her wild heart.

History:

Origin: Two shadows met in the dead of night. A black alpha wolf and a sly young she-wolf from another pack. Lynx's father had chosen a wolf outside of his pack to be his equal. Risky, but not unheard of. Her father's name was Raven, he was a huge jet black wolf with a reputation for starting fights. Her mother was Stream, a sly and mysterious silver she-wolf, a daughter of the alpha of another pack.

Stream was said to be one of the most beautiful wolves in the forest at the time, and many wolves had eyes on her to be their mate, including a fighter from the pack in which she came. No wolf in Shattered pack could argue that she was not worthy to be his mate. Lynx is said to look just like her mother.

When raven brought her back the next day, his pack was not pleased, but after a few threatening snarls from their alpha and a toothy display by their new she-alpha they realized they would have to make the best of it. She was there to stay. The pair's first couple of moons were rough, The pack went into a few squalls and fights over Raven stealing her away, and to this day her birth pack has disowned her.

pup:On a dark night when the moon was gone from the sky, Stream lay in the darkness of a cave to birth her first and only litter. There were three pups. Two male, one female. The first male was dark, she named him Moonless. The second was a little she-wolf with pretty gray markings. Her father would be rather fond of her as she grew, saying she was just as beautiful as her mother. Stream named her Lynx. The final pup was smaller than his brother, but that didnt stop him from pushing Moonless out of the way and latching onto his mother to suckle. He was a very vocal little pup. His mom named the silver and black scrap of fur Pitch.

Lynx was her father's pride and joy, not one of his sons as an alpha usually takes a great interest in. From the moment Raven lay eyes on his daughter he vowed to protect her from every evil in the world. Lynx was clever and sweet by nature. She seemed to see the good in everyone.

Apprentice: Sadly fate had other plans for the happy family. Stream died trying to give birth to a second litter, none of the pups survived. After that Raven became over protective of Pitch, Moonless and Lynx. He especially kept a close hold on Lynx who looked a lot like her mother and would always instruct her brothers to keep an eye on her. Lynx never really got the hold of fighting, she always avoided opportunities to engage. Her skills lay more in the art of hunting, which she took very seriously. She didnt like to hurt other wolves it just never felt right to her.

Fighter: Many moons had passed since Raven's mate had died and yet he still had not appointed another alpha to rule at his side. He ate very little and his packmates watched him wither away before their eyes. Shattered Pack tried to be understanding of their Alpha's broken heart, but the truth was, they were weaker without a She-alpha. This was never a problem, until the other packs caught wind of it.

Stream's birth pack blamed Raven for her death and attacked, their new alpha's eyes set on stealing Lynx away into the night to be his mate. He had been the fighter who was in love with their mother, named Fang.

The snow was stained in red from battle. now all eyes were focused on a heap of fur laying motionless in the snow. Raven was dead, Fang's muzzle stained in his dying blood.

The defeated shattered pack wolves crouched down in defeat, each whining and paying respect to their victor. Lynx was sure her life was over. She watched as the older strangers eyes looked over her as if she were prey. It made her shiver and cower to the ground. To Fangs surprise a snarl rose up from the crowd.

Pitch stepped forward, tail raised jaws snarling. Lynx felt her heart beat against her chest as she watched her brother fight to save her pack, and more importantly her life. The two fought a good battle, ending in a hasty retreat by Fang and the rest of his pack. The shattered pack wolves rushed at their new alpha to lick his face in respect, the first being Lynx. She felt she could never repay him for saving her from a terrible fate.

RP Example: Lynx trotted over the meadow with bright golden eyes as the sun warmed the small of her back. Her pretty coat shimmered in the mid day light. Yawning she dropped to her side and rolled in the tall grass enjoying the way it prickled at her fur. Her stomach slowly rose and fell with each breath she took. Her eyes grew heavy as she drifted into a mid afternoon nap. At the moment it was as if nothing could go wrong. She was in a state of bliss.

Kin:
Mother- Stream [dead]
Father- Raven [dead]
brothers- Moonless, Pitch

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