Choose Your Last Words.'Cause You and I,We Were Born To Die
White noise sounded Amorath's newly born ears. Serafina, Amorath's mother cleaned her daughters coat, the pup cried for her mothers warmth. The cry earned a honest smile from Serafina, as she pulled her child closer, guiding Amorath's tiny mug to her nipple around her stout abdomen. The first pup a achromatic coated male, was already feeding. Lutherian watched his mate, a feeling of pride rested in his chest. He could finally raise his family safely tucked away with a comforting pack. He wished for his children to receive great accomplishments, a successful life for his pups.
As months turned to years, the two pups now turned adults could finally experience life to its full extent. Amorath sat examining her brother's brute-like behavior around the fellow females, he was now mature enough for his own mate. Her sour expression laced the area, her one eye that hasn't been hazed over, constricted her brothers appearance. Was it jealously? Or was it sibling rivalry? It was neither, she resented how he choose to interpretation things, how female wolves should act, who was worth more. His thought process disgusted her.
Demetrius turned to spot his abhorrent sister's expression, his smug grin now lost in his bad temper. He trotted to his sister, his mind making up assumptions to why she was giving him this look. Stopping in front of her, earning a snarl from her.
"What is the problem now Amorath..." His tail swatting the ground impatiently.
"Why do you have to act like that around the females, you know how mother and I hate it," Her voice was thin with anger.
Demetrius's scowl risen, his incisors revealing themselves like the devil does to a virgin soul. Amorath stood taking his hostility as a threat, earning a monstrous bellow from her brother. She stood ready to attack, her cranium shaking her maned neck. Demetrius assail his incisors penetrating her flesh bellow her scapula, Amorath growled tripping her brother by shoving him balance off. She then pinned her brothers over-sized frame, her carnassial interlocked his larynx, tightening each growl that escapes her brothers esophagus.
Demetrius quit his struggling, he knew his sister had a stronger advantage as she was pinning. Amorath released Demetrius, her towering frame ascending from her brother. This would be the last day she would see her brother for a long time, her posteriors extending as she picked up her pace sprinting from her pack in search of a new one. Then she found one, a growing pack called Divergent.
As Divergent grew Amorath had her fair share of ups and downs, but soon she quickly grew apart from her group, the wolves quickly becoming troublesome. Amorath then decided to take her leave wishing her beautfil pack farewell and becoming a rogue living her best life, growing herbs and healing locals wolves even visiting packs/groups to help heal the fellow peers of them. As seven months roll by Amorath finds a group called Tension she now resides as a Lyncher in Tension.
ART IS MINE
Amorath is a Mackenzie Valley Wolf, Shes larger than an average wolf. She's blind in her left eye, her right eye isn't. Her coat consists of warm toned grays,tans and blues. she has a scar stretching from her right side to the left of her mug.
Medical/Herbal Knowledge ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦
|EYE CANDY (Mental)||EYE CANDY (Physical)|
COME ON TAKE A WALK ON THE WILD SIDE.
BORN TO DIE
TURNING DIAMONDS INTO SNOW
A BLIND WOLF NEVER SHARES HER SECRETS
|Coder & Creator|