Biography
=PACK START=
They both descended in a flash of light under the cover of a storm, two pairs of eyes golden. Almost immediately, their coats were soaked in a heavy layer of water. This place would be excellent. The water felt soothing to the touch, and it fell in an endless sheet from the sky. They had come from the void, and in an extremely favorable area no less. A streak of lightning scorched the grass somewhere near, but it wasn't concerning. "Come on, let's explore!" She chimed, tail furiously waving, throwing droplets of the rain onto the ground. "Yeah, okay," He playfully feigned reluctance to amuse her. Hetrecae sniffed, now wary, her nose twitching rapidly. "No signs of others, too. It's all ours!" She was referring to the land of course, they had intentions of claiming it. He had no doubts of her assessment, and bounded forwards to match her pace, a steady run. The landscape was barren save for the endless stretch of grass, likely due to the constant precipitation, as it had adapted faster than the other plants. This would be theirs, and they would thrive.
=DEATH AND COMPANIONSHIP=
Hetrecae's death was a gruesome but respectable scene, two wolves fighting to the death. Blood strewn about, wounds leaking, and their breaths coming in shallow gasps, she had been trying to defend herself against Loharn. In the midst of a scouting mission for a potential shelter, an aggressive male ambushed her from behind over territory. They were both an even match- more or less- and it lasted long. Eventually, they both died of blood loss. Terrified for death, they tried to cling to their life forces for just one more chance. And it came. As their lives ended, their spirits materialized in a vast expanse of darkness. Pitch black and empty except for the two. With no recollection of how they got there or what to do now, they bristled at each other, but unable to do any physical harm. All attempts of biting, scratching, mauling, etc. were useless. So they sulked. They avoided contact with one another for a while, stewing in their hatred and grief. But it was boring, so earth- or wherever they were now-shatteringly boring they had no choice but interact or go insane. Feelings were sour for a while, until they really got to know one another. Their personalities clashed, but blended evenly. As they grew more and more attached, they learned to even love themselves. However, being alone together for all eternity gave them brief peace but a burning desire to return back to the physical plane. The land of the living; and they would do it together. After an immeasurable amount of time in the void, another being materialized. One clad in black, thin robes covering their equally narrow frame. Even wolves have Death, and they, shocked and nervous, were speechless beyond words. Death offered a second chance, they were interference in the cycle of life and had to be removed, one way or another. They would rather not resort to doing so permanently because quite frankly they didn't want to waste the energy. Be reborn and live again together- as they both pleaded to not be separated- but to not kill another wolf again. Death didn't want any more trouble to deal with, they were busy. Easily enough, they accepted. Formerly known as Fethorn and Netain, they now live again as Hetrecae and Loharn.
Breeding Info
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| Personality
Hetrecae is endlessly optimistic and cheerful, but refuses to talk about herself almost always. She's always wanting others to be happy over her own happiness, which is likely a good trait considering her overwhelming ambition. More often than not she neglects her feelings, something Loharn desperately is trying to help her with.
Preferences
Her affinity for being damp is odd enough, but is shared with Loharn. This explains her interest in living somewhere it perpetually rains, nonstop, 24/7.
Special Skills
She and Loharn came from a void, though they themselves have no notable characteristics or special abilities. She does, however, have a keen sense of smell above those of her species by several times.
All Symbols: ♥☻↓
Talent: None
Litters: 1st - Loharn
2nd - Loharn
3rd - Loharn
4th - Loharn
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