Raen

[Surrii]

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. : ~ Essentials ~ : .

Name: Raen Kumo
Pronounciation: Rain Koo-mo
Age: 4 years
Date of Birth: October 28,2007
Gender: Female
Personality: Raen is both a mother and a leader but underneath all the titles she is really still a pup at heart. She loves to have fun and joke around and has a habit of being sarcastic. She tries to be patient with others but everyonce in a while her temper; Known as the 'Kumo Temper' due to its seemingly having passed down from her mother to her, and her to her daughter; will flare up and at that point look out! She is a force of nature!!

. : ~ Appearance ~ : .

Pelt Color: Various shades of brown and grey that grow lighter at the bottom of her body - stomache and legs and darker near the top of her back and head. A thicker ash-grey line begins at the nape of her neck and rides along her spine to the tip of her tail.
Eye Color: Ranges from nearly black to light carmel in color
Distinguishing Marks: Results of a cougar attack; Raen has a series of scars beginning on the right side of her head (barley visible head on) and wraps around to her ear; where some cartaledge is missing- often causing her right ear to flop forward - down her neck in jagged uneven lines and onto her shoulder blade.

. : ~ History ~ : .

Mother: Unknown
Father: Unknown
Siblings: Gana and MoonBane
Other Relations: Celeste (Adoptive Mother) Kiisa (Aunt) DuskRacer (Nephew)
Pups: Roisin, Sitka (Adopted)
SpiritBonds: Rennkah
Other packs: Born and Raised in Amaranth
Courts/Mates: Ridoran (Deceased)
Biography:

Raen was born into Amaranth as the result of her parents defiance. The alpha at the time, NovaStar, had denied her parents permission to breed because his mate was already round with growing whelps in her womb as another wolf in the pack. NovaStar feared there would not be enough food to sustain three litters of puppies or their nursing mothers. Raen's parents went ahead and bred anyway and 60 some odd days later, Raen, her sister Gana and brother MoonBane were born. As punishment, the pups were taken away and they were banished from the pack for their unruly behavior.

It was Celeste, an age-old female who took the pups under her wing. As an elder in Amaranth, she preached the ways of peace and fairness. She taught the girls the Old Ways and filled their heads with her stories of adventures and the concequences of violence and greed. Raen admired the elderly wolfess and worshipped every word that fell from the femme's tongue.

Raen and Gana grew into fine young wolves; strong, powerful and good at heart. MoonBane however strayed from Celests teaching. After the Elder passed through the void, MoonBane became ambitious and shadowed NovaStar, walking in the Alpha Male's paw steps. Gana went on to find a mate and Raen began to long for one of her own. It was as if the gods presented her with a gift, when Ridoran and his warriors passed through the Amaranth territory. NovaStar granted them access to the lands and after countless months of playful courtship, Ridoran took Raen as his mate and joined Amaranth as a Sentinel. The next season, NovaStar granted them breeding rights and their daughter Roisin was born. Shortly after, Ridoran was killed in a hunting accident, recieving a deadly blow to the ribs that punctured his lung. Around the same time, Gana and her mate passed on after coming down with rabies. Raen was devistated to the point of illness. Her living, breathing daughter and Gana's son DuskRacer, her newphew, became her soul reasons for living.

As the years went by, NovaStar grew old, he began leaving his duties to MoonBane, who followed them obediantly. NovaStar too eventually passed into the void. He had arranged for MoonBane to take his place as alpha male, oblivious to the mind games the male had been playing. MoonBane had tricked the elderly male alpha into believing he was dedicated to the Old Ways of peace, when really he had a different motive.

MoonBane started talking about leading a strike against a neighboring pack. This idea went against everything Celest had taught him and the female pups and Raen refused to take part in the violence. Others stayed behind as well. MoonBane's hord set out and didn't return for many moons. Just when the small group was ready to give up hope of seeing them again, they returned. Raen was appauled by the scent of blood that carried with the pack she had called family for so long. In hopes that this was the last of her brothers Crusades, she let it go.

In the dead of night, the pack was attacked, She found her nephew and daughter and hid them as well as she could but to no avail. They were found but as the wolf made to attack Raen pleaded for their lives, assuring the wolf that they ment them no harm and had not taken part in the ravaging of their pack. She was relieved to the point of the tears when the y were released but told to leave the lands. Raen lead the samll group away from the bloodstained ground that had been their home. After having taken charge, Raen felt a new sense of purpose and decided to take on the role of Alpha of Amaranth, with its few surviving members to carry on its peaceful legacy and to clean the smudge her brother had placed on the packs name.

As time went on Amaranth grew and prospered the way it had before the chaos Moonbane caused. The pack flourished in their new homelands of Pryhm. The pack began to expand the territory in late 2010, during which time there was an encounter with a hungry mountian-lion. Raen was one of the wolves involved in chasing the beast away from the packlands but in the process recieved grave injuries. The right side of her head, neck and shoulder became marked with deep gashes and a portion of her right ear was clipped away by the creatures claws.

. : ~ Before Amaranth ~ : .

Character Names: Jynx, Rocksha, Dagda, Amythist, Nikita, Shiake, Crikett, Daskiya
Packs: (apart of) NorthernLights, NightHunters (generations 1 &3) ArcticShadows, ArcticWinds, MysticSpirits, Eclipsed (Former creator/alpha of) KrimsonShadows, SweetBreeze (generations 1-3) , EmeraldMysts, DreamWalkers, SoulSingers and Amaranth
Ranks: Assessment, Gamma, Beta and Alpha
Courts/Mates: Vidar, WindSpeak, Daesch, Skylax, Ivaylo/Aventurine
Pups: Anastasiawlf, Adara, Shiake, Nox, Raelyth, Willow, Eothein, Malachite, Ruby, Jaedyn

. : ~ Behind the Fur - Human Info ~ : .

Name: Morgan
Age: 21
Date of birth: October 28 1989
Gender: Female
Contact E-mail: [e-mail]
Contact Number: 1-702-490-1083
Location: Las Vegas, Nevada
Time Zone: PST

. : ~ Tieing up Loose Ends ~ : .

How did you find Amaranth? I founded it

Why do you want to be a Member of Amaranth?
Because I have been dicking around with lame packs long enough and its about time I put on my big girl alpha shoes and finally recreate my family to the fullest extent of my ability.

Demonstration of your Roleplay style:
*Raen had slept most of the day, feeling there was little to do and had little motivation to do any trivial things, so she had wasted the day away doing nothing but dozing. Now, as the sun began to dip behind the mountians, casting long shadows across the terra that engulfed what little sunlight dared remain, she was feeling resteless. There was an ache in her bones, a twisting need in her body that demanded usage. Suddenly feeling quite rejuvinated she stood and shook the debris from her earthtoned pelt and began streching her sleep sore muscles, but this simply wouldn't do. Her body craved something more. A wicked glint danced in her mocha colored oricals as her paws pranced beneaht her; longing to be used. Suddenly, as if there were a swarm of killer bees behind her, she lurched forward at a full sprint, her paws thundering against the earth beneath her. She ran into the surrounding forests, her paws taking her easily over the sodden terrain. Up and over foliage and fallen debris, under low hanging branches she mastered the forests obsticals as if she knew them by heart. She rounded a large, age old tree, her nails leaving scrapes in the earths flesh as she darted back toward home. As the trees thined and gave way back to the clearing she put on the breakes, sliding slightly like a drifting racecar. Dust few up infront of her and she panted heavily; not for exhaustion but elation.