Biography
Origin: MoonScar hadnt known his pack for very long, only the first few weeks of his life. What he learned in those few weeks is that he had 4 siblings, he was the 4th pup out of the 5. His life was mostly spent inside a dusty damp den, suckling on his mother, the only scent he really knew but he remembers the daze of other smells incoming, an assortment of unfamiliarity.
MoonScar remembers shadows passing through the sunlight that would beam inside, wanting to explore out there but alas was only allowed to stay in the pup den to play with bones and hides. The last thing he remembers vividly of his pack life was being awoken to a strong odor that engulfed the den in cloudiness, a smoke. The scent he did not recognize, it took him and his siblings breaths away, this is when he learned fear. MoonScar and his siblings huddled together in fear, it wasnt long before two of them began to drop to the ground, heaving then falling into a still lifeless silence. When MoonScar felt an instinctive fear that told him he was going to die gripped him, his mother burst into the den grabbing them one by one, yelping as she realized she lost two of her pups. What MoonScar saw of the outside world for the first time horrified yet fascinated him. The trees, the bushes, the ground; It was all covered by a bright orange air, that moved swiftly and destroyed what ever it had gripped onto. The skin of the trees welted away, the ground losing color, wolves bodies lying in strange positions laid about those same grounds. Before MoonScar knew it, he was being dashed off, dangling from his mothers mouth, escaping the orange dancing air.
Suddenly everything was quiet, no more yowls and howls, no bright air rushing toward him, no lying bodies. Instead it was a new type of silence, shadows everywhere, owls calling in the distance, night animals scurrying about, the moon that he had not yet known shining down on him so bright.
Pack Introductory: It was the 2nd month of spring. The previous night, the pack had heard distant distressful howls that echoed far and wide. None of them knew the pinpoint location of this pack was, unfamiliar. However the pack didnt sleep, they felt tense and on edge and not to mention a fire had lit the nightsky up. The smell of burning trees and smoke billowing into the air kept them awake, because of this Eastern and Peppermint went patrolling the territory border that faced the direction of the panic. As they scouted around marking territory and ensuring that the fire hadnt reached close to their home, they found a pup. He was alone, too young to be without family, Eastern knew he could have only been 3 weeks. Peppermint sniffed him with no hesitation, rolling him over with his nose, sniffing every inch of him in excitement and curiosity. Eastern sat back, stone faced, trying to piece together how a pup that age would make it this far out. MoonScar stared blankly at Peppermint as he thoroughly familiarized himself with the stranger pup. MoonScar hadnt actually had the name he does now, his name was just moon but when the two betas found him they discovered a scar, a gash that seemed like a snag from a tree branch. Peppermint decided his name to be MoonScar, and from there he was carried gently back to the pack camp to be healed and nurtured.
Current rank status: Pup
Wolf# 7
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