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Name: Meiko
Age: Three
Breed: Arctic
Gender: Fae
Personality: Feisty sums her personality in one word, with her quick witted intellect she specializes in tormenting. Provoking tension within her opponent, she uses sheer words to drive one to the brink of insanity. She is never one to back down from a fight and never one to lose in good will. Keeping her alliances close and her enemies closer; in a sickly game of cat and mouse she corners her prey and agonizingly slowly she twists the minds of others to suit her own.
She trusts nobody; any wolf in her presence quickly learns this. She perhaps takes a little more care over the alphas, but this is a hearty task. With all, if any enthusiasms going to this cause the rest of the pack is disregarded. Companionship; one thing this steel warrior may be at a loss for with her perturbing antics this wolf of the artic has a heart to match and if her trust has managed to be earned, she will fight to the death on their honour as her loyalty is unyielding and a bond of blood.
Although she may be trapped by herself; slowly winding her own web of destruction; beyond the insanity of greatness is a light shining ever so softly as if only there to prove she can do anything. This inner radiance is of her soul and heart blinded by her pride she fights against attachment of others. Relationship is weakness and must be avoided; love, emotion, passion these are not beyond her but are disregarded.
Description: The perfect opposite she is picturesque; a vision of stunning ashen. She is identified by the distinct brown stripe running down the middle of her face. Her eyes cold like steel have a certain warmth and melt those who are brave enough to stare. With fur as soft and white as snow the colour of her surroundings; she matches flawlessly. Upon her back arises an arrangement of brown shaded patterning. Her body lean and powerful holds poised for action. Strong legs built for speed and agility wear a shade of brown, bearing down on the unfailing white of her paws. Her ears poised triangular twitching for signs of other life as her tail lies motionless, her mood directly linking with these features; a fool only would not be weary when these vital signs signal anything but ecstatic.
History: Born on the outer reaches of the Shadow World, moons away from where she now stands. Meikos story is one that not many live to tell. Meiko was born into the world with her two brothers, Josiah and Apache. She grew up in a relatively good environment, tucked under the wing of her loving mother; Meiko was raised under guidance of love and loyalty. Her life running smoothly, until one particular day in August; at this time Meikos brothers had moved away to start their own lives. Just as the sun was rising Meikos mother Samara successfully gave birth to two more beautiful pups; then to her horror, it was on the arrival of the third pup that Meikos mother died.
She let out a sharp yelp and with that went limp. Her last words were to Meiko, "Be Strong My Darling, Please take care, I'll be watching over you always." Her voice faded slowly, and she died in silence. Many believed that when you die, you die screaming in pain, but Samara died in silence, and that silence would haunt Meiko for the remaining of her days. Her father, Roukan - shattered by the loss of his soul mate went into denial, abandoning her and her two youngers; leaving her to fend for the trio. Under the extreme conditions of her upbringing she was made who she is today.
With no-one to guide her, she was left to supply for them all; "Cana, Aisling - Hurry now!" Meiko called to her two siblings. Winter had hit and in the blistering cold, food was scarce. The months of starvation passed and the three dwindled to two and that two lowered to one. Once more Meiko was alone... It was then that she ran away; from her home away; from everything; to start a new life. From pack to pack she traveled but it made no difference the shame and the haunting memories of her old life continued to twist her mind and irk at her conscience. For many months she wandered, the bitter journey of a nomad began only with pain and ended accordingly... but this is not the end this is only the beginning; here with the Tainted Hearts a whole new life begins…
Pack: Tainted Hearts
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«- - - - - - -;;Are we alone, do you feel it? So lost and disillusioned;;- - - - - - -»
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