Beaver

Name: Sturdy dam built by the Strong Beaver

Looks: Medium Brown pup with white paws muzzle and ear tips, cream brows and pale blaze, along with a dark overcoat down his back. Olive eyes and pale pink skin.

Rank: Pup; future scout

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Parents:  Field of Lilac glowing in the setting sun. (#854625) [Mother] Alonzo ( #772859 )[Father]

Personality: Beaver was always a strong pup. Lifting his head with little shakiness faster than any of his siblings. His litter was born alongside another. Pretty soon he saw compitition with the largest of the other litter Valley. They spent practically every moment together one upping one another. Occasionally she would slip off to better her hunting skills as Beaver napped. One day he woke up to hushed whispers. Valley and a younger brown pup Wood missing. He wasn't able to overhear much and was barred from leaving the pup den. Waiting for his denmates return he was hardly able to sleep. And in the still dark of early morning he slipped out to find his friends. Catching a old mingle of both Wood's and Valley's scent he went on his way. Loosing the Valleys scent among those of the adult wolves in the pack as well as prey he chose to follow little woods. Soon he found the blood soaked earth of the younger pups demise. Hackles raising he wasn't sure if Valley had met the same fate but he was going to make it right. Running headstrong into the packs territory He met the early morning patrol catching them by surprise he was able to sink his puppy teeth into the thick fur around the lead's neck. Unable to pierce skin he gave a good fight. unfortunatly not good enough.

Other: 'Beaver didn't heed your warnings about playing with other packs' pups, and how some adults don't appreciate strange pups wandering into their territory. One of your scouts found his mangled body on their expedition today. Judging by the injuries, he had been killed by an adult from an opposing pack.'