OOC Name: You can Call Me Marie
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Character Name: Ayita
Age: 4
Gender: Female
Spirit Animal: A gray mouse
Appearance: Ayita is a 82 pound timber wolf, she is about two foot eleven inches tall and is about six foot one inches long. Ayita has a rather long haired coat. Her eyes are a very lovely shade of violet mixed with sky blue.

Her paws are very nicely sized compared to a six or seven year old's hand, her paw would be almost the same size. Her base coat is a rather dark almost black like the starry night sky. Though she has a streak that starts at her nose and goes to her tail and comes down her sides a bit. This marking is a fiery mix of oranges and reds that are elegantly layered over her body.

Ayita’s body structure is very bulky and muscled, she has a very elegant walk the way her body flows. She is used to running far distances and hunting prey alone for days on end. Through all this she has built up endurance that allows her to last a little longer then she used to before.


Personality:Ayita is very loyal and never backs down from anything her heart is pure and kind though some may not see it. Her past living among humans has taught her how to survive better then others in her thoughts. She wants to help others and over her travels through the great Alaskan tundra she has built up a rather interesting character that you wouldn’t find very often.

Ayita has this very kind motherly composure to her. She wants to help take care of others though she’d prefer to be the one protecting them. Her sister had taught her you had to be strong but kind at the same time and that’s what Ayita intended to be. She may seem like she over steps her boundaries at time and butts in where she may not be needed but she’s only there to help.

She wants to be a protector and a wolf that others look up too. For she is trying to hide the pain she feels in her heart from the loss of her son and sister. She has a tendency to every now and then get agitated if she’s in thought and people interrupt her. Though she is mostly a very kind and caring wolf she doesn’t want anyone to suffer pain and she’d do anything to stop that from happening.

History: War had broken out her pack vs. the neighboring pack her brother and her stood next to their father and mother. The lines had been clearly drawn wolves were fighting every where and Ayita looked horrified. Zafeir Charged in after his fathers lead fallowing after her mother then her the other pack was not as large but they put up a strong fight. Ayita let out a lingering howl in pain as she was struck by an opposing she wolf. Zafeir came to her rescue the two of them biting at her legs zafeir attempted biting at her maw but only managed to cut her little with his ivory. The battle raged many moons until the other pack finally ran with their tails between there pillars. Ayita had scanned the area her green orbs glistening under the full moon. Zafeir, her mother and father were no where to be seen. “Zafeir mother father” her voice had called many a times. She saw a figure bay a rock then notice it was zafeir she ran to him his blood puddle the ground his eyes glazed over and his body cold with death. She ran far from this place she couldn’t bare it she ran hoping her troubles would fade.

A whole year had passed and she was now three and she had come to find a home with a loving and devoted wolf named Tip. They lead a pack known as the pack of New Hope the pack was small 10 wolves max yet they made due with what they had. She bore him a litter of pups only one survived their little girl Nizta. She grew over the year and Ayita thought her everything she knew how to listen to certain movements and to know the sound of a hunter. Before the death of her beloved mate she bore him a second litter of three pups. The pack had a new member and he soon became her daughters love. TIp had died leaving Ayita with the pack she turned to her daughter and left leaving every thing to her and her mate. Ayita didn't leave because she couldn't handle it she left for the adventure the need to find her own way in life.

Ayita had traveled suns and came across another three year old much like herself, and they became close friends. Alsoomse was her name and she was a rather interesting character. She didn't know where her boundries ended sometimes causing trouble for the pair. Though as the time went by like the seasons things changed.

Hunters threatened them at every turn yet the two she wolves managed to survive through the toughest part fall hunting. Though only a few minor injuries had accrued the two wolves thought peace would never be found. Winter came and they had to plug on continuing through life hard path. Ayita and Alsoomse ended up separated when they were attacked by mountain lions. Now Ayita once again is alone and has no where to turn to but hope lies beyond the horizon.

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