Sarber

[sarber]

Sarber

the character

name: Sarber
age: 3 1/2 years
gender: Female
pack: Eira
rank: Pack Member
appearance:

breed, Grey Wolf
eyes, Amber
pelt, Chocolate Brown
height, 2.5 feet
weight, 65lbs
other, Chocolate brown with deep amber eyes. She has a white tip to her tail and a scar across her left foreleg.

personality: To those she has not met, Sarber could seam a shy wolf. Her submissive frame and cautious amber eyes would tell that. She would be cautious still, for maybe moons after a first meeting, only becoming bolder when she has known a wolf long enough to trust it. She is rather soft spoken and would not, in usual circumstances, start a conversation. Sarber would prefer to stay clear of wolves she did not know but despite this, she is fond of young wolves, particularly those under six moons. Her skills are much like those of the average wolf, though she does excel in a few areas. Her night vision is quite proficient however her tracking is not so adept. Since a pup, she was expected to excel in fighting, however she would prefer to back down than fight. This is partly due to her submissive nature. Though she has spent countless nights alone, her hunting skills are not much better than those of a ordinary wolf. Nevertheless, she has learned the hunting of small prey to sustain herself for the years she has spent alone. Although preferring to be alone, Sarber is very adaptable and often longs for a pack to call home.

history: There was a new life in the wolf pack that hunted in the southern forests. It was a warm summer night and the whole pack had gathered at the alpha's den. The Alpha pair were in the den, talking softly. Beneath them, were two pups. A small female was squeaking in a tone of irritation as a larger male blindly placed a tiny paw on her nose. The Alphess looked down and nudged the larger pup away from the smaller. The alpha was gazing thoughtfully at the male. " He shall be known as Tak, after the great warrior of our pack, for he is quite a fighter." Tak looked blindly above as he was names, almost as though he had heard his name, even though his ears were closed. The Alphess studied the small whelp. The pup was casting blindly for her brother. As she looked, she opened her maw and gave a tiny growl. The alphess regarded the whelp and after a moments thought, she stated the name of the cub. " Her name will be Sarber, a name so alike to the great cats that carry fangs much larger than our own." As if in response, the pup gave another tiny growl before batting her brother with a chocolate brown paw. As the weeks drew on, the two cubs were about to take their first steps in the world outside. Tak pushed his way out first and stood, blinking in the sunlight. After a few moments, another head appeared from the den. Sarber was smaller than her brother but still just as bold. Her beginning in life was good, that was what kept her going during the not so joyful times in her life. A year later, when Sarber was just over 13 moons old, she and her brother were hunting in a valley near the den. There had lately been a new animal stirring in this area. This creature puzzled Sarber. It stood on it's hind legs and spoke with words she couldn't understand. Soon, Tak has scented prey. It was a rabbit, strangely dangling in mid air. Beneath it was a pile of slightly ruffled leaves that smelled strongly of the two legged creatures. Sarber stayed back, not wanting to approach this rabbit. Tak, however padded straight up to the prey. Before his jaws could seize the meat, the leaves moved and sharp metal fangs sprang upwards to bite her brothers leg. With a startled yelp, Tak snarled and attempted to free himself from the thing. His attempts were unsuccessful and he at last gave in to the sleep that came up on him. Shadow stayed with him that night and by the time the cold gray dawn broke, her brother had stopped struggling and his body lay cold as the morning air. Shadow panicked. She ran from the trap, from her family and the forest. She ran to what she hoped was a new life far away with a loving pack she could share to her death.

lineage:
birthpack: Moonstar

sire, Silverfang
dam, Silverfur
siblings, Tak

the roleplayer

ooc name: Sar
age: 15
gender: female
roleplay level: Semi lit

[Wolfen]

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