YAY!!!
Name: Catori (It's a native American name meaning spirit)
Age: Young adult
Gender: Female
Personality: Catori is exactly like her name implies-- she is spirited. Having been away from company since she was a child, she grew up on her own and became a fierce fighter. She knows how to take care of herself, and she's very playful. She has taken a strong liking to her wild nature, and, when not hunting, she can be found swimming or running. However, she also is very lonely, although she doesn't like to admit it. So, she's decided that it's high time to join a pack and "settle down". Meaning she's going to make friends and have fun.
History: Catori is from deep in the mountains, of a pack consisting of her and her mother. (Which means there really wasn't a pack at all). When she was a pup, she got separated from her mother, who was hiding her when one of the monsters with sticks approached. After a few hours of hiding, Catori came out and saw that nobody was there. There was no trace of blood, so Catori is unsure of what happened to her mother. She decided to try and look for her mother, and went a few months following that mission. After that period of time, she gave up hope, and went on her own. She raised herself, playing with animals she'd meet along the way, until she realized she'd need to eat to survive. So she began hunting, and fending for herself more, becoming bolder.
Rank Wanted: Any, really. Something where she won't have to sit in one place too long.
Crush: ... None
Mate: Hahahaha, yeah.
Pups: Maybe someday. But whoever wants to be her mate has to be extra special. HA
Looks: Catori is lean, surviving on very little for long periods of time and running for miles and miles. Her fur is a grey color, with white fur mixed in (because she lived in mountain areas, where the weather could be very bipolar. Her eyes are oddly colored, a strange blue grey color, with flecks of darker blue etched in. She looks more striking than fearsome, and is a beautiful specimen of a wolf, if not a bit unique.
Catori wandered through the woods carelessly, her steps loping and graceful as she went, without a care in the world. Yes, it was her and the world, a perfect partnership... well, almost, anyway. She howled softly to herself, not caring if some bigger animal should hear her. Let them, she could take them down easily, she was used to danger and fighting. To her, it was almost like a game. And she was a great winner. As she walked, she noticed the white stars in the deep blue sky, and wondered if maybe her mother could be one of those stars. She shrugged (as best as a wolf could shrug) and kept trotting along.
