Biography
A young daughter from the alpha's own line, Atelia was well respected in her pack. While she wasn't her brother, Atelia was still raised to lead a pack as a proper alpha. Between training times, she loved nothing more than to walk beside the river, water always made her feel peaceful. She was padding along after a particularly long day when she heard splashing. A young male forded the river, his black coat darker with the water. She caught his gaze and sighed. He was unlike any of the males from her pack, strong and sturdy, she could sense something else beneath the surface of his cold eyes. He howled, calling her to join him, and she decided. Turning she began to trek back to her pack, but when she turned he wasn't there. She dashed back and found him lapping at the water, his tail drooped. She shifted hoping he would glance her way and finally she howled. He turned quickly and perked up as he saw her. She led the way again, only this time, she made certain he followed.
Breeding Info
N/A
| Personality
Gentle, quiet, and caring, but more stubborn than Destrian when there is business needing to be done.
Preferences
Atelia loves to be near the water. Whether its near a river or just listening to the patter of rain.
Special Skills
Quick-witted and light on her feet, Atelia excels at discovery.
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Winter 
Day Weather: 
Blizzard
