Biography
I was brought to a pack by a wolf his fur grayish market with sand, my fur like his.
in him, I see sorrow and pain,
my father spends his days at two graves crying for those he lost, his brothers.
three became two, two one as only the strong live long, he mourns his brother's fall.
were the only ones to pass on the bloodline he has, his brothers never had the chance
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earth,
Silversand like her mother is loving kind, ready to help out,
shes half nindroid
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