Amara

Wolf's name is Alya

Female

19 years old

Luna of Blood Thane Pack, she hates the name (reason in the RP)

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Amara is 5ft 10, strong build. She had long blonde hair that's usually pulled back into a braid. Her eyes are a deep blue with some orange specks in them.

Alya's form is pure white, light blue eyes with darker blue rings around them. Taller than the other females and males, but certainly not taller than a Born Alpha male.

Amara gave a small groan as her alarm went off. It was just before dawn, and she slowly climbed out of her bed, putting on her sweats and a sweatshirt. It was a little chilly where the pack house was, and she loved it. Part of her plan for being up so early was to watch the sun peek over the distant mountains. Most of the pack was still asleep, and that was fine by her. The few that were still up were those she sent on patrol, and they would return soon to wake the next shift.

A sigh escaped Amara's lips as she sipped on the coffee she made herself. At nineteen she was still unmated, and with a pack so full of others near her age or just turning eighteen, it was strange to her. Sure, she knew there was a chance he wasnt in the pack, but that still didnt mean Amara felt alone about it. She kept wondering who the moon goddess paired her with if it wasnt someone from her pack.

Before long, she saw a messenger running up the path to the pack house. "Luna" he said as he bowed and handed her a slip. She took it from his hands and nodded for him to get inside and rest. He looked tired, moreso than usual. Amara opened up the slip and noticed it was for another alpha ceremony. Shaking her head she wasnt sure if she should go. Sure, she had a great Gamma to help out while her and her beta were gone, and her parents could help out as well, but Amara hadnt wanted to go to one since her own Luna ceremony. As she looked at the slip more she sighed, knowing more and more she would need to go.

When Amara finished her coffee she walked up to the top floor of the pack house and into her room before she started to pack. Amara didnt plan on being there long, maybe four days tops, but she packed enough for a week just to be safe. Pulling out her phone she sent a text to her beta and parents, letting them know what was going on, knowing they would see it when they woke up. With the sun starting to peek through her window, Amara knew the house would be busy shortly.