Nightingale

Gale, Night

3.75 years

Female

Straight

Loner

Mother someday

A large female wolf with a muscular frame and dark blue eyes. Her fur is dark gray with black paws and a thin scar through her left eye. Luckly she retaned her sight in that eye. Nochted ears are from various fights with prey and other wolves. A lighter belly and tail tip finish the look.

This loyal wolf is brave and proud. As Beta, she keep in touch with her pack and her Alpha. A sweet she wolf with a forgiving spirit. Her punishment are light when she gives them at all. On the other paws, cunning and dominace will be aserted on the wolf in they breck a major rule or disobay the Alpha.

Darkness

Her pack

Hunting

Hrashness

Permature judgement

Not knowing

Her rank before Beta was hunter

Open

I will be writing in first person. Please ignoe if I switch to 3rd for a post. That may happen.

I know it says Beta. She was bata, before she was kicked out. She will tell why lator.

If you start, I'll match your word length.

Ok

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I stretched my sore paws, the thick vines around my muzzle digging into my jaw. Where am I? I blink open my eyes more, taking in my surroundings. A dark, musty den with lichen dangling in the entrance with more vines. I step towards it, but here a growl as a wolf steps into he den. "Don't. Your our prisoner now."

My long legs strech as I run. Head down, I barrle after a small hare. The pack will not miss it, right? Like I care about the pack. The pack is still hunting me. I catch the hare and high tail it out of there. I can not let them catch me, after what I did. I have my head down for speed, so I don't see the burryly male wolf until too late. "So, I've finally caught you."

I groan as the dark gray wolf dragged me and the chains into the clearing. I close my eyes as the sun burns on me, and so that I can't see the wolves around me growling. "This prisoner has stepped over the line. He has commited crimes that cannot be un-done. He will be in chains until we find a punishment fit for him!" I grit my teeth as I hear the crowd bark with satisfaction. As I get pulled back into my den, I hear barking and rustling far away. "Where and what is that?" I say with a hoarse voice. "Dunno Don't care. I'll find a muzzle for you if you don't shut up though." The gray wolf glared at me as he padded out of the den to stand guard.

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(You don't have to match my word count. Got kind of carried away...)

I raise my hakles and growl. Beta Tarq, the wolf I WAS betrothed. Before I was kicked out. "Get your scrawnny butt out of my bisness. I'm leaving."

"No, your coming with me. Fluff brain."

"I would still be leaving." I smile.

He grabs my scruff and yanks. :Just wait until the alpha sees you." Another wolf slips from the shadows. Pulling me to the camp.

I roll over and carefully peek out of the den. I see a dark gray female struggling with a big brown male. I cock my head at the female, but before I could ask anything, the large, gray wolf that guarded my den clawed at my shoulder, leaving me with a large gash. I groan agan as he pushed me inside. "Fix yourself, bee brain." I scramble to my paws and lick my shoulder as I listen to the painful growls and snarls that came from the clearing.

I try to escape, but a wolf on each side makes that a little hard. A gray wolf in front of a menacing cave looks over me. I bricle my fur and snarl. The dark colored Beta heaves me in the cave. I smirk at his trouble. I've always been a musclar wolf, and my weight must be annoying him. The cave is small and dank, full of moldand mushrooms. To my surprise, there is another wolf here. A dark male. I turn to bite at my captors, but my jaws close on empty air.