Biography
Night was always a rather distant wolf, keeping to herself and keeping quiet when her comments were unnecessary. Her expression was always blank and she never really made eye contact. Why? Something in her eyes told everything about her... Things she didn't want people to know. Her golden eyes held such sorrow and pain that it'd make even the most heartless wolves soften with sympathy. She was always so... afraid. Afraid people would feel sorry for her. Or worse, think of her as pathetic for holding onto that sour past so tightly that it showed in her dimmed eyes. -----------------------------------------------------------
Night sucked her breath in and pinned her torn ears back, keeping her eyes averted towards the forest floor. An alpha was circling her, studying every single millimeter of her anatomy in just seconds. "I will only ask you this one time and you will answer one time." The alpha hissed in the poor shewolf's ear, making her wince. "Who. Are. You?" Tje alpha's authority-laced voice intertwined with the violent tone of a threat. "Night." Night replied after only a few seconds' hesitation. Her voice came out hoarse and a bit choked, though the reason - whether it be nervousness or fear or simply the way she talked - was undefined. "Alright, Night. I'm- Hey, you look at me when I'm talking to you!" The alpha snarled, stopping in front of the fae to glare at her, waiting for her to face him. After a moment, Night raised her golden eyes and peered into those of the alpha. "That's better. I'm Kill." The alpha muttered with a somewhat softer tone. He was the one that was now avoiding her gaze, seemingly unable to look her in the eyes. Why was that? Something deep... Her past? Well, it hurt Kill, as if... As if it were his own past.
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Summer 
Day Weather: 
Earthquake
