Willow

[あやめ]

Age: 7
Gender: Female
Specie: Canis Lupus
Breed: Arctic wolf
Pack: Avalon Falls
Rank: Healer
Strengths: Graceful, Ability to stay calm under pressure, Appreciative
Weaknesses: Passive, Gets attached easily, Hunting, Fighting
Alliance: Neutral
Mental Stability: Intelligent
Sire: Unknown
Dam: Unknown
Mate: None
Pups: None
Siblings: One Unknown
Appearance:

Willow has a soft, pristine vivid white coat, marked with a brilliant green plant-like symbol on her pelt. Her eyes a vivid green, as is the band of green around her neck. That encircles her neck much like a collar, although there is no actual material there. Her ears are unusually solid black, and break off into her vivid white coat, the fae is fairly dainty and lacks the muscle tone that is required for a soldier or fighter. Willow's the type that wouldn't do well in a fight, with a small and thin frame, she fit her position as a healer.

Personality:

Willow's a generally very easy going laid back femme. Very graceful and livid in movement. Willow likes to be animated in her actions, and much like that of a ballerina. Delicate and shy, she's passive and quiet and generally very sweet. Willow adores all wolves, and especially puppies. She's got extreme trust issues though on top of her very vivid personality. Outgoing and accepting of even those who find themselves unworthy. Instead of taking the usual hate for an omega in the pack, she tries to reach out to them and befriend them. Hate just isn't in her dictionary, she's quite negotiable and often tries to please absolutely everyone no matter the circumstances.

History:

Willow had been born into what you might call your typical pack. She the most passive of her siblings and absolutely fascinated with plants earning her the name Willow. The fae had often in her homeland been found beneath a willow tree that she sought refuge in times when she simply couldn't take being around her family. When they became of age as in all packs they were assigned a rank, Willow unfortunately was given the rank of an omega. She'd been told she was too passive, and only took up space, never helped with hunting and would just go out and play with the plants. From that point on not even her family would have anything to do with her, she'd been subjected to many forms of physical violence as well as verbal. Willow's self esteem took a large plummet off a steep cliff. Willow was only kept around because she'd been her pack's scapegoat, that is until she took it upon herself to leave.

Escape that place, and her tormentors whom for the most part was her actual family. Upon wandering she'd discovered another with her story. Absolutely beautiful and perfect in her eyes, she could hardly believe he'd been told the same. She'd run with him for the next five years of her life, having left at age two she'd spent most her life with that male. Yet not once did they bear offspring, Willow was so sure he'd be around forever. Until he just up and left one day, he'd given her the world and she fell off it just as easily. Willow eventually found him, five years seemingly meant nothing with him having a new mate as she'd discovered. Younger, prettier and much more open than she.

Willow fled away from her past, trying to hold no grudges and no connections with it. Willow sought the pack life once again, trying to fit in somewhere where she could use her vast knowledge of plants. Escape being an omega, escape everything she'd been through and keep it a secret. Though she'd lost all her family, minus one of her siblings that mysteriously disappeared when she herself was a cub. There's always been that one thing that told her the sibling was out there, somewhere. Willow had ventured and traveled most of her life and has just finally decided to take another shot at the pack life. Though she's not a spry young little thing anymore, she's still as graceful and passive as she's always been.

Theme Song: The song- poem not an actual song
How?:
Codeword: Telephone
Other: Mourning Dove Companion