Violett
Name:
Violett
Breed:
Gender:
Female
Status:
Stray
Parents:
Derwent and Isadori
Siblings:
Mate:
Allistair
Pups:
N/A
Personality:
Violett is fun and fun loving. She loves to have a wild time and doesn’t care
about appearances. She loves taking a risk, even if the risk is her life.
Violett actually does care what people think about her... Sorta. She likes the
fancy crowd to think she is obnoxious and dirty. She prides herself of dirtying
up her white fun and trailing mud all over the snobs.
Likes:
Messing with people
Dislikes:
Being clean, secrets
History: Violett was born when her parent’s mateship was staring to break. Her older siblings told her it was bound to happen, so Violett accepted it. She very quickly made friends and loves to cause trouble. They would constantly be at war with the prissy group of dogs, with owners and fancy collars. They would attack with insults and Violett’s band attacked right back. No one was ever physically hurt.
They
hated each other.
One night on her own, Violett was up on a cliff about to dive in the water below
when someone came up behind her. It was Allistair one of the enemy group,
telling her she would freeze if she did what she was planning. Violett bit back
her insults and thought it over, she insisted the water was warm from the
earlier day. It would be freezing later, and that Allistair should join her.
He looked un impressed but walked up to the edge looking over. Violett sighed and ran off the edge whooping and laughing. She hit the water and breached to see Allistair falling in after her, terror on his face. She moved out of the way and
laughed when he came up fur all messed up. They swam to shore and started to
talk. They laid on the sand and had the night together.
They woke up and decided they should be together, but couldn’t because of their war. In secret it would be. The moment was soon split with Violett’s group calling
her name, looking for her. Violett spat that Allistair should go home for a
bath, smiled, then left.
They continued on for almost a year spending nights and moments of private together, no one seemed to noticed. Violett wanted to go public as mates, knowing she loved Allistair, but he seemed scared to come out with it, even if he loved her.
Other:
N/A
Violett
Breed:
Gender:
Female
Status:
Stray
Parents:
Derwent and Isadori
Siblings:
Mate:
Allistair
Pups:
N/A
Personality:
Violett is fun and fun loving. She loves to have a wild time and doesn’t care
about appearances. She loves taking a risk, even if the risk is her life.
Violett actually does care what people think about her... Sorta. She likes the
fancy crowd to think she is obnoxious and dirty. She prides herself of dirtying
up her white fun and trailing mud all over the snobs.
Likes:
Messing with people
Dislikes:
Being clean, secrets
History: Violett was born when her parent’s mateship was staring to break. Her older siblings told her it was bound to happen, so Violett accepted it. She very quickly made friends and loves to cause trouble. They would constantly be at war with the prissy group of dogs, with owners and fancy collars. They would attack with insults and Violett’s band attacked right back. No one was ever physically hurt.
They
hated each other.
One night on her own, Violett was up on a cliff about to dive in the water below
when someone came up behind her. It was Allistair one of the enemy group,
telling her she would freeze if she did what she was planning. Violett bit back
her insults and thought it over, she insisted the water was warm from the
earlier day. It would be freezing later, and that Allistair should join her.
He looked un impressed but walked up to the edge looking over. Violett sighed and ran off the edge whooping and laughing. She hit the water and breached to see Allistair falling in after her, terror on his face. She moved out of the way and
laughed when he came up fur all messed up. They swam to shore and started to
talk. They laid on the sand and had the night together.
They woke up and decided they should be together, but couldn’t because of their war. In secret it would be. The moment was soon split with Violett’s group calling
her name, looking for her. Violett spat that Allistair should go home for a
bath, smiled, then left.
They continued on for almost a year spending nights and moments of private together, no one seemed to noticed. Violett wanted to go public as mates, knowing she loved Allistair, but he seemed scared to come out with it, even if he loved her.
Other:
N/A