Clover

Giver of green forests and magical groves

Backstory

Clover was found by Hibiscus in the tundra, Clover had no memory as to where she was from, the first thing she remembers is falling from cracked ruins engulfed in vines and moss. Besides that, she has no memory of her past life, which does sadden her, just a little. Once she had joined the pack, she found that she got along well with the hunting parties, and that she was an extraordinary hunter herself. She does sometimes get a bit scatterbrained, and wanders off into the forests. They feel so.. familiar.. She suspects that she was raised in a place with forests, but the short bursts of memories she has of forests all seem so much more magical than the woods she has ever encountered. In those memories, she sees small wisps, golden, like the sun, hears a female wolf calling for her. Her mother? But then she hears whispers. Whispers all around her, and then the memory stops. Clover tries not to worry about these memories, or even think much on them. She'd rather live in the moment.

Personality: Clover loves to help others, and she's dedicated to it, too. Her love for the forests and nature in itself has a big impact on her life as well. She cares deeply for her friends and family, and will do anything for them. She's a very selfless wolf, and can sometimes give too much of herself, despite her mate, Coille, trying to sway her into a more self aware and self caring mindset.

Relationships:
Mate: Guardian of the Coille
Best Friend:
Rival: None, the pack loves her, except for Ember, who hates everybody.
Pups: None
Parents: None, no one knows where she came from.