Name: Raffetto
Nickname: Fiction
Age: 27
Pelt color: A Reddish-brown
Marking(s): Black muzzle, underbelly and tail tip,
Black "R" on his Left hind-quarter, and a lantern
on his right hind-quarter.
Eye color: Deep grey
Occupation: Poet, Journalist
Accessories: A pen behind his left ear,
A torn black scarf around his neck, and a black notebook
at his feet.
Sibling(s):Tis Dead
Mother:Tis Dead
Father:Tis Dead
Heritage : English
Accent : Thick English,
Fault(s): Suffers from random panic attacks,
Flashbacks, and a faulty right back leg.
Skills: Has a way with words, Pretty good swordsmen...

Story_____________________________________

I was a pup when it happened,
We had herd about this pack, "The Wasution
But our Alpha said it was of no worry, So we went about our daily lives,
I was outside playing with my two brothers and I herd a murderous scream come from our den
I bounded in, only to find my dear mother, dead, surrounded by a pool of blood.
I looked up to see several white wolves their teeth pinkish and blood speckled their lips,
I ran from the den yelping, leaving behind only bloody footprints, My father herd my cries,
And tried to defend me, but he too was killed,
My brothers leaped at them from behind, killing one of the Wasution, but they too were also killed,
One by one each of my pack members screamed in pain,
and one by one were killed,

When it was over, I was the only one left. I now live on my own…..

Likes && Dislikes_______________________________________

Bear with me....

Love______________________________________

I don't want to talk about it...

Friends_____________________________________

None, Like I said....I'm alone....

Adoptables____________________________________

Working on that....

Come back and see me___________________________________________________

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Customs of me_________________________________