-They say that you were born on a day where, in the highest highs of the sky, the moon crossed paths with the sun, cast day into night, and all that remained was a ring of fire for long moments.
-When the flame in the sky formed, a union of moon and sun, was when they said that you, the single one to (be born alive) survive in a litter of three, were born.
-Your pack had their varied coats, but none were quite like yours
-You, bold and spirited and always wandering off, -
