• [pre]Name: Kumori

    Age: 3 years

    Gender: She-wolf

    Clan: I don’t know which one she will fit into to so pick for me

    Rank: Alpha Female

    Basic Description: simple black with a white belly and amber eyes

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    Detailed Description:

    Kumori is a older she-wolf with a thin but strong build. Jet-black along her top half and snow white belly. Kumori’s eye are a dusk, yellow that make it easy to identify her if her attiude doesn’t. She looks a bit smaller then average, but strong leg allow her to leap higher and run faster then most. She has a number of scars on her legs and long her sides. This came for spending lots of time traveling from place to place and getting herself in one to many battles. She still stands tall showing off the scars, she personaily doesn’t deserve.


    Persona:

    Picture this, a young she-wolf left out in the cold one night. Raised in a pack where living might as well be a battle that should never be fought. Imaging having to run away from a big brute that wants nothing but to have you. Thinking about watching your best friend being ripped to sherds, by the only adult wolf you trusted. Think about begging for food from the very wolf that torn your friend apart. Think about seeing your very own mother and father almost 3 years after they left you, to see them in a happy and loving pack, while you are out alone and dying.

    Still Kumori isn’t happy or fullied but she is leading her pack to greatness and will stop at nothing to do so. If you first saw her without knowing anything about her, she would came of as mean, heartless, untrust worthy. But just go thought half of what she has went thought and tell me how you would act around other wolves.

    Kumori will fight to the end of the earth and back to protect her pack. They are her life and if someone or something hurt her pack in any way shape and or form shame them and they better run before she hunts them down and destoys their very being.

    History:


    The daughter of two older and aged wolves. She was born in the mix of a rather large liter of 6. Her mother and father both didn’t have a pack to turn to for help. Her parents desided that the two males should grow up and carry on the bloodline. Kumori and her 2 other sibling where left alone to die. Their parents had no remorse for there actions, Kumori suffered along side her sibling battling the cold and a few random animals. Her brother who never had a name since ther parents didn’t bother to name the trio, fought long and hard to kill a small rat. The tiny meal, was a blessing to them. Komuri slept well that night since the three where feed. Her other sister died that night, Komuri and her brother where sure why. Her brother thought it was the cold since in the middle of the night the front of there shelter opened a little letting in a draft to where the 3 slept. Komuri didn’t care how they died only that they where dead. It was Komuri’s idea to leave the shelter and find a pack it was their only choice. Komuri wasn’t going to live in a place where the spirits of her liter haunted her every dream.

    As the duo ran away her brother lead the way, they battled a harsh blizzard, ice cling to their pelt frost on their eyelashes. Komuri forced her brother to run even when his is will in the depths of the ocean and beyond. There where even time that her brother had to push her to keep moving. Komuri was a fighter and a good one to prove it, while they ran she sented a pack maybe 5 wolves. Without thinking of what might happen she changed course to fallow the trail.

    After running for almost 3 days the duo was so thin from hunger her brother was ill, coughing up blood every few pawsteps. Komuri and her brother who she started to call Kapu from the sound he made when he ran with the illenss. She knew it wasn’t a good name but it was better then brother. Kapu one night slept all night and until mid day the next. Komuri thought he was dead but the white bundle of fur moved, without letting him go back to sleep she pushed him up and on to his fight. Jus then a large she-wolf was standing over, her jaw stained with blood. Komuri’s belly grolwed as the sent of fresh meat it her nose. Licking the she-wolf’s chops, she gave the duo a large pile of meat. Kapu and Komuri devered the meat in a matter of heartbeats. They was greeted by two other adults wolves the pack Komuri came to the know the small pack as Yume the she-wolf who feed them and Leo her mate and their son Miko.

    Komuri and Kapu joined the pack without much troublue, still hardships fallowed them. A earth-shattering famine broke over the land. Leo and Miko had to to travel or weeks on end to find even the smallest morsle to eat. Yume no longer was a caring mother figure to them but a harsh and evil wolf. Often times when Kapu and Komuri would whimper for food, she would strike then with a heavy paw or even snap at them trying to bite them. Miko and Leo thought was funny to watch the two pups whimper at the pain of her paw or even her teeth.

    Kapu and Komuri fought back as Yume dug her teeth in their their backs. Komuri bit hard into Yume’s paw and heard the shreech, still the wolf didn’t fight back after that. She told them that even if they where starving that they needed to fight for lives no madder what. Komuri and Kapu understood why she would be so harsh toward them. Almost 4 days after that harsh lesson Miko and Leo brought back a large elk. Yume sat back and waited to eat taking her time. Kapu and Kmouri where starving, they lunged for the food pulling at the leg, just then white teeth sprang at Kapu’s throat tearing open blood every where. Komuri was confused why was she attcking them? Komuri had no other choice, she jumped at Yume biting and digging her teeth in to any mouth of fur she could. Just them Yume stopped and let go of Kapu Komuri rushed to his side. He was weak and losing blood fast, she didn’t know what to do then Miko came up behind her the look in his eyes she knew what he wanted. Scared and in pain she didn’t know what to do help her brother and suffer as Miko’s mate or run and hope that Kapu would be alright. Then out of no where Miko nipped her side, then lightly she heard her bother’s voice he was telling her to run, she did. Komuri ran with all her stregth carefull to jump over all the rock and crawl under the fallen tree, she had to get at least a few miles between her and Miko. As Komuri jumped over a small rock, then the ear shattering noise that broke her heart. The sound of her brother’s last death howl. Tears fell from her face as the last sound of her brother life, Komuri stopped running to morn. Even if she was afraid that Miko would find her, she knew that the death of her brother needed to be rememberd.

    Komuri kept walking even at a slower pace, making sure to eat when ever she had the chance. She kept her head up high and her heart locked on finding a pack of some kind. Still she knew the trust she ever had for other wolves was slim. She kept this up for the next year and a half, she was almost 3 years old. When that fimaler sent of her mother and father reached her nose. Quickening her pace she ran and ran until she was there right over the ridge she knew they where there.

    Joy and anger clouded her mind as she jumped over the ridge and into clearing, where she saw 6 wolves, Two her mother and father. The other four her brother and their mates. She swallowed hard and watched as her father introduced them, he didn’t notice that the she-wolf all grown up he was talking to was his daughter. She bore the scars of her journey and of Yume her horrible baby sitter. She said her name was Kapu in remebering her brother, her mother kept looking at her as if she knew who she was.

    She didn’t stay with them for very long instead she took off to join a different pack. The pack she now leads.



    Codeword:


    Couldn’t find it

    Ex. IC Post:


    Amber eyes shot up from behind a bush, she had the sweet and lushes sent of a deer. Her paws where blooded from the contest running she had to keep to chase down the deer. The other wolves in her pack where out guarded the border, she was the only one fit to hunt. As Komuri tracked down the deer her mouth watered, she paws itched for the feel of the deer’s fur under her paws and the flesh in her jaws. food She said so lightly and soft, that even the wind couldn’t catch it. Keeping her head low and her body even lower she placed paw after paw following the sent. Her black coat brushed along side the bark of the tree, as she came closer to the spot that the kill should be grazing.

    Lifting her head to look up over the bush there it was the young deer. The white spots still visable. Looking form side to side she judged her distance. Without letting the moment pass her by she sprang out from behind the bush the deer almost jumping into her open jaw. After a short struggle the deer lie dead on the forest floor. Tipping her head back she let out a howl so loud that every type of prey would be gone. Still she didn’t really care the kill she had just made would find her pack.