Name: Meadows
Type: Elemental Wolf! (Storm)
Gender: Female
Age: Teen
Description: Meadows is a beautiful white, creme fae. Icey blue eyes are bright and inviting whilst her frame remains flirtatious in a suspicious way, used in her old pack to draw out the Alphas of others, giving her pack chance to take him down.
Her frame is petite but stands dominant and strong. Her tail is her moststand out feature as it has beautiful posture and the softest fur.
Personality: Meadows' is sweet but cunning. When on her own she is the real her, but when she is with others she feels she has to follow the orders given to her as she did in her old pack where her body was used nothing more than an instrument to bring wolves to their disasterous fate.
Shy and beautiful, this fae has won the heart of many though she has never been allowed to fall inlove, though she has one.. but she knew it wouldn't last as the wolf was to be killed by her pack. She got over it ofcourse.
History: As i said above, she was used to draw out other pack Alphas with her beauty only to bring them to their death. Not long after she reached older teen years she began experimenting with a new and sensational power she withheld, this power was feared by the pack she belonged to, and as they feared the unknown, Meadows was casted out, chased away far from them, when she stumbled across this place here.
Sample Post:Bright crystal depth soul gates peered out beyond stranded bushes which she stood dorment behind, the wind was picking up and the sun began to fall, it was time to pick up pace and begin putting aside the features of a place, it's uglyness could not conquer her decision in staying there the night, it just wasn't right, Terribly vein was this fae, ofcourse not out of choice to be fair, infact, she felt guilty whenever she stared to her own reflection. Still, the past makes you what you are.
Paw by paw, followed by hinds she tredded slowly and cautiously along the unknown drafty path, not wanting to draw attention to herself she hardly breathed, which was rather stupid since her femenine scent could be picked up a mile away.
A simple stranded oak stood tall and wise with many a tale to tell to the side of the white fae. Will have to do for now, she thought casually before sighing whilst approaching the tall tree. Letting her paws fall away from her, she lay down, nestling ger bushy white tail around her petite frame. Preparing for sweet dreams, but only sweet. Nothing else would do.