Revan the Clever

-
Your chosen wolf howls, becoming one with nature. The energy of rolling clouds and heavy storms are raging within! Go and see Revan (#4904219)!

Achievements-
·Moved Pack to Tundra
·Found Lunar Tala x2
·Participated in Coigreach Event Part 1
·Won a Raffle Stud breeding
·Reached lvl 15
·Found x1 non-plain chased/rechased
·Participated in Coigreach Event Part 2

-
An outgoing and compassionate wolf, Revan cares deeply about her pack. While not as extreme as her mother, she is still over-exuberant on occasion, potentially leading her into trouble. Regardless; she is quite resourceful and is always looking out for her family.

-- BIO --

The new lead looked out over her new domain. Like the matriarchs before her she would take up her role as the pack's protector; her sky-touched ancestral blood coursing through her veins.

To begin with, the pack would move north, to see the aurora, the bridge to the stars, and by pack legend the path of the great Ancestor. Revan had only heard of it in elders' tales, and the occasional glimpses of the scouts. She yearned to see it herself. Every lead had had a monumental journey, a great adventure. This, this would be hers.

-

Cold air filled her lungs, frosted grass crunched beneath her paws. The sensations of the tundra was no stranger to her anymore, it was almost calming now; soothing.
As the last dusk light drained from the tips of distant peaks Revan turned to go back, to her warm den and family, and more importantly a good night's rest. She'd seen strange glowing particles earlier that day, maybe spores or odd pollen? Either way she'd like the herbalist- her beloved mate Star- their opinion. The moon was full tonight, casting the patch of sky around it an aluring blue.

Settling into her bedding for the night Revan glanced out at her densite; light snow painting the landscape pale blues as the moonlight shone on it, the quiet of the dreamy lands, the soft snores of her packmates and warmth of her mate beside her lulling her to sleep. . .
Just before she closed her eyes a familiar silhouette trotted past; Períploko, the mischievous sprite he is, frolicking in the fresh snow, his normally maroon coat glowing with blue accents in the night light. He paused, a single paw poised, stopped mid-step. He swirled around, flashing a devious smile and impish wink before running off into the darkness.
-