* --Raveyna, Queen to the AzarΓ―kan Pack.-- *
~Spread your wings, little raven. Find your place in this world of ours. Don't let anyone pluck those pretty wings of yours~
Raveyna was an outcast before Tempest welcomed her with open paws. The other wolves would shun her for her pure black glossy coat and her set of three eyes. But Tempest was captivated. "Don't worry about what others say about you." He nuzzled her gently. "Spread your wings, little raven. Find your place in this world of ours. Don't let anyone pluck those pretty wings of yours."
In hushed tones, π½ππππππ tells you their deepest, darkest secret. They know you won't tell anyone.
With a gentle smile, π½ππππππ gazes upon you fondly. According to them, you're the only one they can share their innermost thoughts with.