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Player: Axel Name: Starstorm Sex: female Age: 4 Species: Asahiko Clan: Hikari Height: 4' 4" Fur Color(s) and Markings:Her base coat is black, with a swath of deep violet tinged with a dark blue starting at the center of her chest, rolling around her left foreleg, and trailing across her back. Her coat flecked with with white, the "stars" that she was named for. Wing Color: blue/violet with white accents Wing Type: one Antennae: curled (one) Eye color: pale purple Eye type: normal Personality: Raised in typical Hikari fashion, Starstorm (originally Shadow, for her puppy coat lacked the white flecks that came with her maturity) is suspicious of all things wingless. She's elegant, arrogant, and ambitious... and Starstorm's name was not only given because of her appearance, but because of her temper. This hotheaded young wolf can be vicious when threatened, whether that threat is imagined or not. She's destroyed more than one wolf's standing in her parent pack. Is there anything redeeming about her? Maybe... but it hasn't had a chance at fresh air in years. History: Starstorm was born to the alphas of her pack, and quickly rose to lead her littermates. When she was admitted to the pack, it did not take her long to start climbing up the ranks. Even her older brothers and sisters stayed out of her way, because, the thing that frightened them most about her, was she wasn't afriad of a good, old-fashioned dominance fight. She tore into wings and had her own shredded, but, vain as she was, it didn't seem to matter to her as long as she got her way. She set her eyes on the beta male, teasing him while assuring that females who spent too long leering at him were driven from the pack. Her first mating season they coupled, and together they planned to discredit and destroy the alpha pair. Before they could make their move there was an uncontrolled forest fire started by a pair of senseless hoomyns. Her mate was killed in the resulting stampede of a local herd and the pack scattered to the winds. Starstorm recalls little of her mad flight from the flames, but by the time she regained her senses the packbond was broken. Alone now, Starstorm tried to cope, but in the end she lost her litter to miscarriage. The result was madness. For a full year Starstorm raged for all her losses, caring nothing for other papillon, destroying for the sake of destroying. But time heals all wounds, and Starstorm has regained her composure. The Cycle spared her for a reason.... right? |