Biography
"You'll never catch me!" the young wolf called to her sister, who was far out of sight as she dashed up the steep slope. She was, after all, the fastest pup.
Green eyes flashing, she didn't pick up on the rustling of the bushes. Someone else lurked there, watching her.
She had paused a moment, looking back for her littermate when she was tackled to the ground, slammed into by a great weight, cold metal...somethings pressing against her skin. With pinned ears and wide eyes, she looked up at the looming wolf. A dark-coated male with creamy-white cheeks.
"No I'm not going to 'kill it' Maraud! Do I look like a-"
"Well, we can't let it go! No one's supposed to know we're here!" The second wolf snapped, her red and black coat bright in the morning sunlight. Gold glittered in her ears.
"We'll keep her," A third wolf butt in, a dark-coated female. "Dusan, let her up." The male wolf looked like he was going to argue, his eyes turning to the red and black female, Maraud, before nodding. The dark female spoke again, "I'm sorry they scared you, dear. What's your name?"
The young wolf spoke, "I-It's...Quinna.
Breeding Info
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Special Skills
>>3G
>>HW
>>ES
>>No negative vitals
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