Characters Name: Seras
Gender: Female
Age: 3 years
Appearance: Seras' eyes are a dark brown, with gray, shaggy fur that tends to get into her eyes. She has a missing canine fang in the front on the right side, so her smile is gapped. Her paws have black tips and her tail is scarred from a previous battle. Her ears are also black-tipped, and a long black stripe runs across her back. She tends to strut forward in a proud, self assured way. Her back is always straight, and you will never see her tail between her legs.


Mother: Unkown
Father: Unkown

Powers: Telekanicis. She is able to control things with her mind and movments. she usually shows no emotoins. If she does her powers could get out of control. In the future she will be able to control them better.

Strengths: Fighting weaker appoinets. She is also good at useing her power.
Weaknesses: Being surpirsed. Talking to others. Being ambushed unexpecticly.
Traits: She is usually standing tall and proud. She never wants to weep. She is most of the time seen moving.
Personality: Her emotions are always locked up behind a sturdy wall she had built during a previous war. Her mentor had always told her that showing emotion was being weak, so she has used this information throughout her time. She never really likes to talk to anyone, and her antisocial, sometimes overly critical personality gets her into trouble, but she never backs out from a fight.

She rarely allows herself to get close to any other wolf, but one wolf a long time ago she did get close to. It was during a war, and after, she never saw him again. It broke her, and now her biggest fear is the fear of "being known." She always takes criticism to heart and uses it to make herself become a better warrior and a better wolf.

History: Her childhood was fairly normal. She grew up in a pack far away from this area, and she was trained by her mentor, Doyle, to become a warrior. Females were not normally allowed to become fighters, but the pack was losing members too quickly, and decided that maybe females needed to also defend their pack. Her parents always paid close attention to their only daughter (they had only one litter of 3 males and Seras.) Seras normally resented the attention, but later missed it.

Doyle was strict with her, however, and would not tolerate anything lower than perfection. Seras strived to be something more than what he called her: "a femme." This usually would not bother a female wolf, but it did her. She felt it to be derogatory, and she will always resent any wolf who calls her "femme," no matter who they are. Doyle ruled her under an iron fist, and pushed her to her limits until she grew an immunity to pain. She felt it, but he always taught her how to separate herself from the rest of the world, to bring herself to a happier place. This came in handy many times in the future.

Doyle was killed after the fourth major battle between the two packs, who were fighting for land. Seras was devastated, and trained even harder to become the best fighter the pack had ever seen. She fought alongside another wolf, a black one, but she never got his name. They fought side by side, supporting each other even when times were dire and both were in danger. She admired the wolf for his courage, but after the war, she never saw him again.

The war ended after many, many bloody battles. The last battle mangled her tail and knocked out one of her teeth, but she didn't let these setbacks keep her from trying harder. She alone was obe of the few survivors of her pack, the others being the black wolf she had befriended, her father, and two of her brothers. Her mother and brother's untimely death broke her still, and she finally vowed to herself that she would never lose anyone to any wolf ever again. She sticks up for what she believes is right, and will always keep Doyle's advice in her mind during any battle. She will never, ever give up on her dream: to become the greatest female fighter that ever lived.


Human Form
Appearance: Long folwing white hair. She has her bangs to were they fall over her eyes hiding them. Sometime she pulls them in a pony tail. She has blue eyes that sparkle in the light. She can be found training making her human form stronger. She lets no one in. She is pale. Her age in human form is fourteen. She wears dennim jeans, and a black loose shirt. To keep her arms warm in winter she wears a long arm sweat band