She used to think life was planned out for her. Her father Achilles was alpha of Diveen. Her older brother Emil was already chosen as heir from being the oldest but she always figured he would just hold the spot for her till she was big enough then she could kindly ask him to get out of her chair and she'd be the queen of the world. She was already a princess in her mind as a mere pup, prancing around Diveen like she floated on clouds. She was an Angel and damn proud of it. But then things went all wonky. Next thing she knew, both her parents had shipped off to somewhere else out of the blue and disappeared from Moladian. They even forgot about her! She was devastated and cried for half of the first night before she decided that she would just go look for them! She wasn't even a year old but how hard could it be to find parents, right? She wandered over the borders of Diveen and soon enough, she must have walked right out of Moladian but she had no idea where she was to begin with. She'd never been further than Mecor Valley before that. She kept walking until she ran into her first stranger and luckily for her, he was an honorable assassin who took her back to the pack and ultimately rewrote her destiny for her. She came back a changed wolf four years later and now she could do whatever she wanted or be whoever she wanted to be. She just wasn't sure exactly what that was yet. She hated that the fires were tearing apart her home. She hated that there was nothing she could do about it. She decided in the end that she needed to get away for a little way, get her burning lungs away from the smell of smoke and her healing eyes away from the heated air. She smelled the smoke everywhere she went but figured it was just burnt into her nostrils or something from her close call. Maybe it would stay as a reminder of what could have been. She didn't expect to have someone else from Diveen checking on her out here of all places. She figured most of Diveen would be trying to contain the fires the best they could. There wasn't much they could do but she'd seen some wolves carrying turtle shells of water from the creeks in the free lands and dumping them on the ground around Diveen to make it harder to catch fire. Most wolves only did it around their dens, trying to save their homes from damage. There wasn't enough wolves in the pack to cover every square inch without wearing themselves out. She looked up when she heard a voice, the strange accent making her ears twist in uncertainty as she set her gaze on the male. He smelled of smoke and Diveen but she didn't recognize him. Of course she didn't know a lot of pack members anymore. Not that she ever really did. As a pup, she was too pig headed and full of herself to go out and talk to other wolves besides her vast family and her self appointed boyfriend Gunsynd. She twitched her nose at the male. He seemed to want to know what she was eating, something about Meryl being far off. She smirked to herself at the thought of the oldest healer she knew trying to tell her if she ate the right thing or not. She shrugged, her brows furrowed. "To tell you the truth, I'm not quite sure. I was told to look for moss and purple flowers and it would help soothe my throat. Now I'm not so sure I chose correctly. Does my voice sound any better?" She knew it didn't. She sounded like a frog had crawled into her throat and died. Maybe he'd just walk away, or maybe he'd humor her and try to figure her out. Her tail flicked behind her, her eyes gleaming just a little with a hint of mischief as she waited to see what he would say. Zarah female.7 years old.31in, 110#.born to AchillesxVega.sibling to Sidriel&Sirius.unable to imprint.mated to none.mother to none.Corvus of Diveen 
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