Character Name: Yakora Fi'nelle
Age: Five years and seven months
Gender: Female
Appearance: Yakora has a simple gray wolf pelt; she is mainly cream with a darrk brown, nearly black, top. The top half of her muzzle and her face is masked brown, but the fur around her eyes is toffee coloured.

Persona: She likes to be with others. She's a very sociable wolfess and likes to play alot. She can still have puppies and is wishing to do so, but kinda soon-ish.
History: I'd rather you found out most of it. Though in her picture, there is another wolf 'bowing' at her as she walks, so I'll tell you she was very popular and fought the alphess; she wasn't the heir. She won the last alpha female over, and that's who the scared wolf beside her is.
Post Sample: A scar across the great alpha’s eyes glistened when it caught light with the sun. Kamen had received this vicious mark in battle with a mountain lion. Yes-a mountain lion. It was a rough day-Kamen dreamt of it that night he lay under his waterfall rock den with the pup he found the day he obtained the wound…

His lids were heavy and his weight pulled him down, but his legs pulled him up onto the Rocky Mountains. His muscles trembled with all the weight they held-the alpha of the once known Healing Pack. Kamen’s amber eyes surveyed the few wolves that remained. Only one was still with him today-Selina.

There were only three wolves with him, following at his command. Selina was actually the alphess back then. But now, just a trusty pack member Kamen could share his sorrows with.
The whole pack was shaky; they didn’t want to go on either. The hot sun beated down onto their thick fur coats. The wolves weren’t used to mountains either-but lush grass and sweet rivers. But here was all rock and sand. Sharp rock at that. Many left blood trails behind them from their punctured pads. But each soul there knew why they couldn’t turn back-for a fire had brought down their previous forest…

They seeked a new land-a place they could live in peace and-most importantly-a place where humans wouldn’t reach them for many generations. Kamen and what was left of his fathers pack had risked numerous spirits of the group to find the healer. She lived many miles south were they were now, but she told them towards the north was a peaceful place to live. She warned them that many would die-and hope could be lost all together. She told them no-one had ever reached it although several have tried, throwing their lives away in the end. There was only one wolf known to have reached the land-where the food was abundant, the forests safe and water plentiful, but while the others set out to reach him and any wolf’s dream, they all died. In turn, this lone wolf died too. No one bothered after.
Except Kamen.

They were nearing the tip of the hill. They were almost on the south of the territory of their dreams, until a cat-like snarl came from behind one of the thousand dried bushes of the mountains.
Then a glint of a claw was seen and a puma leapt out of her hiding place. She bared her teeth-bigger and sharper than any of the wolves there. But as the new alpha of Healing Pack, Kamen protected his mate and followers. The lion striked, and across his eye lay a cut. The two males leapt out from behind the pregnant Selina, but the lion bit the larger wolf’s neck deep. The second protector leapt onto her back as she finished with the first, and she swivelled and fell heavily onto the wolf. Kamen reacted quickly to save his friend, but it was too late. Then the lion bit into Selina’s side. The cubs didn’t survive. Kamen saved Selina, before his mate as well as offspring was killed. After a short, rough battle, the lion subsided into the mountains and the two wounded wolves came down he mountains, to the lake and then across the grassy plains to where they found a waterfall and a den beneath it. Kamen healed Selina by night, and then mist and fog swirled around his paws. That was when he decided to name the pack MistyCloud.

His yellow eyes opened. And he realized the white and silver pup had gone, outside probably to get a drink of frolic in the long, lush grass. Kamen didn’t know where the newer wolves came from, maybe there were unknown lone wolves part the boundaries of the northern forests, for Kamen had never treaded past the faint scent of a wolf that had once lived here. It was a bit like a warning, as if to say ‘do not pass this boundary or else’ but Kamen had never found out what would have happened had he treaded onwards anyway.

Outside. He sniffed in the cool air and saw Moonsky lapping up water from the waterfall. He smiled and went to Moonsky. He nuzzled the pup he called his own, and pushed him onto the grass gently, playing with him. Kamen felt sorry Moonsky was the only pup around and he had no friends to play with. That was why he always looked after him.



This was for one of my guilds on neopets. I haven't changed it, and I'm too lazy to type up a new one. I don't always write this long, but sometimes I do. Hope she's Ohkay! =)