Crow ☯️

In the shadowy depths of the Unknown, where sunlight struggled to pierce through thick canopies and secrets lay buried in whispers, a black wolf named Crow prowled with purpose. Born into a solitary life due to her unusual behavior—an inexplicable fascination with celestial events—Crow learned early on that existence was intertwined with shadows. Her coat shimmered like night itself; every step she took was as silent as the closing of dark curtains at dusk. At three years old, Crow had developed an enigmatic stoicism that set her apart from others in her pack. The elders spoke little of emotions around her for fear they might shatter the cool exterior she wore like armor.

When Word spread throughout the woods about The Comet Hunters—a faction known for tracking supernatural occurrences and deciphering cosmic mysteries—Crow felt their call resonate deep within her spirit. Their dedication resonated particularly because it echoed the stories spun by her mother long ago under starlit skies: tales of how constellations whispered truths to those willing to listen closely. As a stalker for The Comet Hunters, Crow trained relentlessly, honing not just physical prowess but an uncanny ability to blend seamlessly into nature's tapestry—the rustle of leaves or distant hoots becoming part of who she was rather than distractions threatening rare focus.