Biography
Leaving her pack was the hardest thing she had ever done, so why was she so relieved? The warm sun shone down through the trees and drew patterns on her grey pelt. She held her head high, defiant green eyes flashing. She looked around the forest as though it belonged to her. And it did. This was her forest now.
Ishani sat down neatly beside the small creek that traveled over a small hill. The springy grass was cool against the heat of the day. She looked up and to her surprise, she spotted a newcomer.
No one came to her woods, she didn't share. Ishani was trained in the fierce ways of a warrior, and had made haste to leave. Her pack believed her to be dead, and in a way, she was. She had killed the evil part of her that the pack had fueled, and chosen good. But that didn't mean she wasn't a terrible foe to have.
Dying must be so easy,
Eternal numbness to pain
No thoughts to keep you awake at night,
No more hungry winters
The hard thing,
is living
And so she lived,
to prove she wasn't a coward perhaps?
Or to never show her fear of the dark
But whatever it was,
it made her choose the hard path
Breeding Info
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| Personality
Ishani tackles Greer playfully.
Age: 16
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Special Skills
A favorite OC that I made based off of her. Character name is Skye.
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Winter 
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