Post by •♣Alli♣• on Sept 23, 2006 10:44:29 GMT -5
Name: Shimmer
Age: 3 Springs
Femmance
Peltage: A Golden tawny yellow with an underbelly of a chocolaty brown. Same as the muzzle, with a chocolaty brown socks
Optics: Sapphire blue with a hue of a golden yellow-speckles of a silvery-sheen of a blue
Histroy:
"Am I always the odd one?" the young pup asked, turning to one of her older kin. "Yes, as well you won't end up as supierior as the others and I." spoke the brujo a he puffed out his whitened chest. his paws together and his tail up high.
Shimmer snapped at him. "Thats not ture Caliver!" "Pah! And what are you going to do about it?" he sneered. "You and I both know that mother and father even think your a runt."
Shimmer turned slightly--as she only snarled lowly. "Just because Canaan is the Alphen--and as soon as he dies won't make you any stronger, yes...he is ill...but whats that going to make you? Father will be the Alpha, not you." Cavliver turned. "When he dies yes." Shimmer turned. "No. Jueanu will be--he's the oldest."
Caliver turned. "That won't make you anything--of a diffrence. You're still a worthless runt." he then walked off leaving the hurt pup. Shimmer held her tail between her hind legs. "Maybe...I am." she sighed. She turned as no one was in sight. "Perhaps I should leave...I'm not wanted here anymore." She turned and gazed at the wilderness that lay infront of her.
"Hah...told you I could get her to leave." Caviler whispered to Kinta--another older sibling of Shimmer. "Hmph. Guess you were right. Although you still shouldn't've been so hard on her." she spoke in a quiet tone. "Are you getting soft?" Caviler spoke with a raised tone. He sighed but only shook his head, as he watched his helpless younger kin leave the pack...hopefully never to return.
Age: 3 Springs
Femmance
Peltage: A Golden tawny yellow with an underbelly of a chocolaty brown. Same as the muzzle, with a chocolaty brown socks
Optics: Sapphire blue with a hue of a golden yellow-speckles of a silvery-sheen of a blue
Histroy:
"Am I always the odd one?" the young pup asked, turning to one of her older kin. "Yes, as well you won't end up as supierior as the others and I." spoke the brujo a he puffed out his whitened chest. his paws together and his tail up high.
Shimmer snapped at him. "Thats not ture Caliver!" "Pah! And what are you going to do about it?" he sneered. "You and I both know that mother and father even think your a runt."
Shimmer turned slightly--as she only snarled lowly. "Just because Canaan is the Alphen--and as soon as he dies won't make you any stronger, yes...he is ill...but whats that going to make you? Father will be the Alpha, not you." Cavliver turned. "When he dies yes." Shimmer turned. "No. Jueanu will be--he's the oldest."
Caliver turned. "That won't make you anything--of a diffrence. You're still a worthless runt." he then walked off leaving the hurt pup. Shimmer held her tail between her hind legs. "Maybe...I am." she sighed. She turned as no one was in sight. "Perhaps I should leave...I'm not wanted here anymore." She turned and gazed at the wilderness that lay infront of her.
"Hah...told you I could get her to leave." Caviler whispered to Kinta--another older sibling of Shimmer. "Hmph. Guess you were right. Although you still shouldn't've been so hard on her." she spoke in a quiet tone. "Are you getting soft?" Caviler spoke with a raised tone. He sighed but only shook his head, as he watched his helpless younger kin leave the pack...hopefully never to return.