Biography
If you had described the first three years of her life to her, Corvus Rex would've never thought. She was beaten, starved, and treated without respect. The alphas would even spit on her, and kick dirt onto her food. She was an omega, last to eat, first to be thrown into dangerous lands.
But, as her third birthday crept around, Travis and Glendower's Ghost, despite Glen being her adopted sister, were ordered to throw her off into a ravine. The gorge was at the very edge of the territory, where the beach had split off easily into prairie and dunes. All of the pack weren't allowed to go near, as the tsunami that had managed to pass to surpass the regular tides into the ravine many years ago left a rushing river in the bottom.
So when the morning arrived of that wretched day, Travis gathered vines and sticks, and Glen's Ghost twined them together, into a collar, a muzzle, and two vines off the sides. They had forced her into it as soon as she woke up, and barely fought. Travis and GG secured their mouths around the sides to lead her without problem. But as they drew closer to the gorge, they realized what they were doing. The three were finally right at the edge, where the were told to tell her to jump. If she didn't jump, they would have to push her. Either way, Glen and Travis would have to let go.
"Okay, jump. Now." GG had instructed with an edge to her voice, but it was slightly cracking with the bundle of emotions she felt for her puphood friend.
"Please... I beg of you, look into your hearts! I'm not worthless, I can help you. Glendower, please..." Corvus cried, eyes large and sad.
Travis looked over Glen's shoulders to stare the other female into her eyes, trying to make her listen to their prisoner's words- but, the mottled fae just looked away.
"Okay, jump." the trim female instructed again, pulling back her vines, ready to throw her. Corvus Rex resisted again, and Travis tugged twice, their code for just throw her off. So that's what they did. But last second, as tears sprung into Glendower Ghost's eyes, she didn't let go, remembering the good times she had with her best friend. Corvus fell in, her ribcage banging against the side of the rock, but not all the way at the bottom. GG held on tight, letting out a growl to tell Travis to help her. Corvus let out shrill yelp, as she swung around once more, her head connected with a sharp rock.
And so, the two wolves fought for twenty minutes, trying to pull their once hated pack member back up. And once they did, CR was out cold. Blood dripped from her nose and a slash from one of the boulders, spiraling down from the back of her ear to her cheek. Travis and Glen dragged her back to the camp, and their alpha was outraged.
"Why is this worthless mutt back at our camp?" Youngblood roared, leaping off one of the rocks that jutted out of their camp ground.
"She's not worthless, I love her!" Glendower Ghost barked back, narrowing her eyes. She quickly brought her gaze to her male companion, to check if they shared the same thoughts. He nodded yes, and sat down, mimicking her posture. "And if you exile her, we leave, too!"
Youngblood growled and thought, "Lose two huge parts of the pack but also keep an omega?" "Fine. We'll treat her with more respect, but, you have to find her a job." she challenged, nose high in the air. "You have two days." the alpha stalked off, muttering.
And so they did. Corvus Rex excelled at collecting herbs, cleaning the wounds of the hunters and fighters, and fixing any kind of argument that might run in the pack. But there was one problem. From the hard hit to the side of her head, she couldn't remember anything about her pack. Glen had to tell her about stories of when she was a pup, but mainly of how she was always by her side. Travis told her about how the pack came to be, but left out all the horrible things they said and did to her. And now, today, CR still has mild amnesia, but fits in well with the pack and doesn't have a complaint about her life.
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