Biography
Name meaning: "Feel Safe" (Arabic)
Mate:N/A
Parents within Bluemoonvalley: N/A
Siblings within Bluemoonvalley: N/A
Offspring within Bluemoonvalley: Socrates
Her Story:
Timid and weak, the flax female wandered through the woods. Her past had broken her. She wanted nothing more than to lay down and die. Join her pups who had all been murdered. But something in her kept her going. Continueing the fight to live.
It was dark. A huge full moon sat in the sky as the flax female wandered into a valley. She suddenly came face to face with another female. This female seemed to be younger. She was white with grey legs. Her blue eyes seemed to glow in the light of the moon.
"Friend or foe?" She questioned, a fierce look on her face.
"F-friend." The flax female replied quietly.
"Where have you come from? Do you have a pack?"
"I-" The flax female looked around, pondering to herself, "I have been cast away from my last pack. I come from the east. But I don't how far I have traveled."
"I am Citlali." The white female introduced herself, "Alpha of the pack of the Bluemoonvalley. What is your name?" The flax female stared off into the distance for a moment.
"My name..." She whispered, "I- I- Can't remember." She said, shaking her head.
"Very well, traveler. Come, I have a nice den where you can rest. Maybe you can remember then." Citlali said, turning away and beginning to trot through the valley. The flax female followed reluctantly. When they arrived to the den, Citlali gave her a meal, and then left her to sleep. As she drifted off, all she could think about was what her name could be. Why couldn't she remember?
The next morning she awoke to Citlali sitting in the opening of the den, along with a male with a husky coat, ochre cheeks and a narrow black patch on his muzzle. Citlali gave a soft smile as she noticed the flax female was awake.
"Good morning. Can you remember your name now?" She asked.
"No." The flax female responded with a shake of her head.
"Well then we shall give you one." The male said. The flax female looked at him oddly.
"I don't need one. I am alone. There is no one who I travel with. All my pups are dead." She sighed. Regretting adding the last part.
"You shall be a part of our pack." Citlali said, "And your name shall be Aminah." The flax female's eyes widened.
"You would really accept me into your pack? But, I am useless. I'm weak, and a coward." She gasped.
"Nonsense. We see potential in you. Besides, I do not send wolves away." Citlali said, "This is Kumara. He will train you." She added. Aminah sat in silence for a moment, admiring her new name.
"Th- Thank you." She said quietly, "I will try my best to serve the pack well."
Over the next few months, Aminah trained with Kumara. The timid and weak wolf turned into a very strong and brave one. After Kumara died, she surpassed him in battle experience, becoming the strongest battle wolf Bluemoonvalley has seen yet. Now training the next generation of wolves. Proud of her position, and what she has become.
In her elder years, she had a handsome pup, whom she loved deeply. Finally a pup who she was certain would not be killed. She spoiled him, babying him even when he grew. He makes her proud. And when she parts paths with the living, she can now rest in eternal peace.
Breeding Info
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| Personality
Loving and kind. Proctective of her pack that has given her so much. She feels blessed for every day she continues living, everyday she gets to spend walking alongside her son. And she is ever so proud. Proud of what she has done for her pack, proud of her son, and proud of every wolf that she has been lucky enough to train, and walking alongside. She is at peace with her past, for if she didn't have such a broken past, she wouldn't have such a beautiful present and a bright future. And for her, there is no better life than the one she is living now.
Preferences
Likes:
~New life (Ex. Pups)
~Training
~Hunting/Exploring
~Peace
Dislikes:
~Fighting other wolves
~Showing weakness
Special Skills
Very strong.
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Pack Life
~Aminah spots Slim effortlessly hunting a moose in the distance.
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