Biography
Fire. Thats all she could see. Flames, leaping high; consuming the Woods with a flicker of warmth. However, the heat had no affect on her. She felt as if ice had been injected into her blood; the adrenaline pumping through her veins with each thumping beat of her heart. The cries of agony filled the silence between the sound of cracking fire. Her blue ice surveyed the scene before her, as her world began crumbling down. Everything she had worked for years, now lost in the falling ashes. Blood soaked her brown pelt, causing the fur to turn slick and black. She closed her eyes. She couldn't take it anymore. Half heartily, she collapes down from her paws. Injuries were littered all over her body, but it wasn't the physical pain that was hurting her; killing her. It was the emotional pain that was taking it's toll.
She tried to turn off her brain, escape from her hurtful memories to no avail. All she could hear was her steady breathing, as the fire swept around her small figure. The flames were hot; but they didn't burn her. But she wished they did. Taking a deep breath, the wolf opened her eyes. Behind the safety of the wall of fire, destruction laid. A single tear slid down the fur on her cheek.
Its all her fault...
As she calmed, the fire did too. Soon enough, all that was left of the hurricane of flames was smoking embers and ashes raining from the sky. The adrenaline had faded, and all that was left was guilt.
Its all her fault...
One paw after another, she got up and limped away from the remains of her past. One thought; one bad emotion. That was all it took to spark such an event. Her anger at a fellow pack mate had turned into a disaster. All it took was one little spark to ignite her fear, anger, sadness; and to cause a flame. One thing led to another, and before she knew it, before she could stop it, everything was gone. Pain lanced her body as her thoughts were running chaos in her mind. No wonder nobody wanted her. No wonder her pack; her family had left her for dead. She was cursed...
Its all my fault...
Breeding Info
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| Personality
- A L A T H E A -
Nickname: Ethne
Meaning: Irish name meaning 'fire'
Ethne, before she was abandoned by her parents, was a good wolf. She tried hard to succeed, never got in trouble from the Alphas, and was generally, a nice and caring wolf. However, she had always had that spark to her, that caused her to be emotionally unstable. A trigger of any kind could cause her to be fine one minute, to ballistic and a
savage the next. She never wanted to hurt anyone, but she couldn't help it. As she aged, things only got worse. She was shunned, and outcasted from her pack. Her happiness had turned to dust, and hate filled her mind. She became rogue, and she lost all trust she might've once had.
Status
Single; no mate. Currently rogue.
Favourite Song
Castle - Halsey
Link: https://youtu.be/1rfSHisyHdc
Preferences
None
Special Skills
Ethne is a lone wolf, and she is skilled in Battle | Agility | Stealth | Spirituality. She is an excellent hunter and tracker, though her major strength is with her mysterious fire power. She has the ability to create and manipulate fire. She is strongest when she is mad or angry, and she has the power to create large bushfires and flaming tornadoes.
Pack Life
➵ Alathea breathes deeply, the strong scent of pine flooding their nose.
➵ Alathea sneers at ➵ Odyssey.
➵ Alathea nuzzles ➵ Odyssey.
➵ Alathea sits on a rock and looks up at the sky.
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Winter 
Day Weather: 
Sleet
