Christa-Female-Kuki[wip]

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Name: Christa
Age: 2 years
Gender: Female
Rank: Alpha
Pack: Kuki
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Appearance:

There is not much to explain about Christa, she is even more normal then a elemental wolf. No odd colorings or markings, even her eyes are a normal copper color. Her fur a silky smooth creamy white, but a very thick coat at that. So there can't be much to explain about the pup then that, considering the word limit I have to ramble on about how she moves ect.

Christa's fur is very thick, and woolly almost like a sheep. Her fur matts easily but she manages to keep it clean and tidy beside for it's wooly composure. Christa is made fun of a lot so her fur does not help. Her thick coat makes it hard to keep cool in the summer but in the winter is where she is very comfortable. Some think she's crossed with a ram.

Christa has a light creamy color light enough where it almost seems white. This beige like color is very rare among most wolves, at least pure like this without any strange markings. Christa is proud of her colored pelt and hopes that she more well known in the world later, even though if her secrets gets out to even Velvet her pelt wouldn't even save her. She would most be liable to a death sentence.

Her eyes are any other color then a normal wolf, a bright copper. These eyes almost seem yellow to some and tend to glow green in the dark from her pigment. It scares some even considering she is good at story telling, but yeah nothing special about her eyes either sorry.

Considering her age Christa has no scars or marks along her fur. She never got into fights when she was younger, sure she was picked on a lot but whenever things started to get too rough Velvet would show up for her like any mother or sister would do. Christa is thankful for that, she is happy with her coat, although she is not sure about the logic in the world around her.

Personality:

Christa is still very pup like, she loves to play. Yet sometimes she can be scolded by it and considered not worth being in the pack at all. Christa thinks of herself to never grow up, that to loosen up like she is, it's easy to deal with the things she doesn't believe in. These so called spells, she doesn't believe in at all, she thinks of them as just an illusion that these wolves deal with. So Christa likes to play and feel like there is not a care in the world with everything.

Christa is very shy when it comes to meeting new wolves, good or bad. She likes to think that she isn't shy and bursts towards them, only to pull back herself and blush about it. Christa can be almost considered cute when this happens, so it's no big deal to most. Unless it's some evil wolf, Christa though has a unseen side of her she can't control. She's kept it a secret even from herself.(If you can pull out that side of her 1000+ magic xD, I'm serious It's even more rare then seeing a god)

Christa is very sensitive when it comes to certain things, such as picking on her for having no element. It gets her in trouble all the time, she may have been weak and frail, but she only cares for Velvet and what she's done for her. She can get really angry at wolves that mess with velvet, but she can't help but not to to be to any use. She considers herself a burden at times.

History:

Christa never knew her parents, it was rainy the first time she opened her eyes. Everything was blurry and it seemed like sorrow was surrounding her. The little pup looked around her, but saw no warmth to snuggle next to or any milk to drink from a mother. Christa yelped and cried all she wanted, but the birth parents she knew when she had no sight were completely and utterly gone. So she was alone, in the cold wet night hungry as well. She didn't sleep, at least she didn't have a good sleep anyway.

The next day the clouds were gone, but all Christa could do was lie there and hear her stomach growl. She started to think that she was going to die, and perhaps that was for the better of things. Christa closed her eyes and felt pawsteps move towards her. When they stopped she opened her eyes and looked up, seeing a young dark colored she-wolf. Christa hid her face in the dirt she was so scared, until the she-wolf turned her over with her paw. Christa yelped and blushed when the she-wolf sniffed close to her face. The pup thought the she-wolf was going to end her misery and kill her easily and quickly. Soon enough Christa fell asleep again, and the she-wolf left.

'A gentle breeze from Hushabye Mountain
Softly blows o'er lullaby bay.
It fills the sails of boats that are waiting--
Waiting to sail your worries away.
It isn't far to Hushabye Mountain
And your boat waits down by the key.
The winds of night so softly are sighing--
Soon they will fly your troubles to sea.
So close your eyes on Hushabye Mountain.
Wave good-bye to cares of the day.
And watch your boat from Hushabye Mountain
Sail far away from lullaby bay.'

Was what Christa heard when she woke to the female again, holding a bird in her mouth. Meat that was already prechewed sat in front of her her. The pup inched closer to it and began taking small bites, careful not to rush herself in the cause of a stomach ache. She did indeed still need milk, but the she-wolf who gave her the meat knew that it would give her strength to drink milk in the first place. The pup was grateful, but she didn't know how to speak so after she ate, she fell fast asleep again.

The she-wolf carried Christa while she slept to her pack, being the day that the alpha male died it was the she-wolf's first day as the alpha. Velvet was her name, and Christa came to know that well, when she arrived at the pack all the females helped out to nurse her with the milk she needed, the mothers did anyway. Christa learned how to speak more and more everyday and grew more attached to Velvet.

{Will add the rest later}

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