AWANATA

Heavenly.

Birth Stats

HEAVENLY

To be described as heavenly must be quite the blissful experience. To be so pure, or dear such innocence that people folk to either poke fun or praise. Awanata has dealt with both ends of this metaphoric stick. Her pale pelt, ever so lightly dappled with blacks and greys, and her pale eyes made her glow. Glisten. It made her scowl even more ugly, and her foul personality was quite the shocker. Settled beside the Bear of the so-called Enclave, Awanata snarked it up with a few more fiery-alined canines, much to the Bear's commentless dislike. The pups eventually scattered, Awanata taking part in it, but as she pounced and mocked her eyes caught onto someone who towered above them. An adult. Her belly was rounded, her legs a bit shaky, and the Bear seemed perplexed by her presence. They talked, with voices overtaken by the yips and whines of pups, and eventually, the grey-pelted canine's eyes settled on hers.

With a stifled growl Awanata spun on her paws and marched off in the other direction. It wasn't until much time passed and she'd worn herself did the canine returned to speak. Afar she seemed more wolf-like - holding her head lower, anxious about her lonesomeness, and her frame was powerful and outlined - however up close her belly was well-rounded, her stature a little loppy, and her unkept pelt was shaggy and roughish.

Definitely not a fullblood.

The wolf-thing craned her head, giving the pup a whiff. Awanata returned the gesture with a skittish snarl and snapped at the canine's nose. The wolf-thing's fur bristled and, in response to such a threat, raised her hackles and snarled; her lips curled up to reveal her wolf-like canines and she anxiously licked her lips. Awanata settled. So did the wolf-thing.
"Who are you?" Awanata asked first. Always confronting, it seemed. The wolf-thing's ear flicked and she plopped down on her haunches. "I am Isi," She replied, giving her riled chest a lick. "You're Awanata."
The pup's eyes narrowed. Her tail stiffly twitched and she didn't think twice about letting a growl rumble in her cords. Isi, the wolf-thing, didn't perceive much threat this time and continued licking at her fur. "No need to get so riled. Lillemor told me." Awanata's eyes flicked to the bear who was waving her long, black claws at the misbehaving pups. "She's also told me that you've become quite lonesome."
Awanata scoffed. "Lonesome? Mother Bear is just lying! I'm popular, ADORED." Isi merely chuckled. "So are the pups of my pack," She shifted, laying down and licking at her belly. "Taqqiq Yolotl is quite a nice place. You might even like one of our, Tallulah, he's very dutiful." Awanata's temper dwelled as she listened, but her occasional huffs or eye rolling made it clear she wasn't moved by Isi's words.

Eventually, as the Moon began to rise, Isi stood. Awanata barely even noticed the time's changing. "Well then, seems clear you're uninterested," Isi said, beginning to walk. "The Taqqiq Yolotl Pack is welcoming of all - pup or elder - it is your choice, Awanata." The white-pelted pup stood there, uncertainty wrinkling her temple. Isi had told stories. Journeys of her own to her trips to the Enclave, and her persuasive speeches of bringing pups to her pack. Could that be true? Could she be trusted?..

Isi's flank was brushed by Awanata's muzzle as she managed to find pacings with Isi's stumbling steps. Isi didn't speak. Awanata didn't either. However, both smiled, convinced by one another to give things a try. Isi was soon to be a mother to three, and there was certainly room for more.