Name: Rain Cloud

Age: Two Years

Gender: Male

Appearance: His pelt is a white colour, with red stripes entwined throughout his fur. His eyes are deep crimson red, that normaly stare blankly into space. His ivories are stained with blood, and his mouth is rather small. His banner hangs low, as he has no high position, and is tipped with the faintest of black. His paws are larger than a normal brutes, and his pads are worn and cracked. His right eye adorns a scar from a battle in the south. His eyes are sunken into his face, and covered with fur. His left ear is slightly ripped, where as his right looks as if it was dipped in blood. His gait is a slight limp from his right hind leg. He runs like a normal brute, but is a little bit faster. His bodice is thin, and his rib cage is visible more than him.

Personality: Rain Cloud doesn't speak much, silenced by his cruel past. He likes to act mute, collecting other's pity. It does him good to feel other's pain, as it powers him more in cruelty. His heart is cold, and there is no room for love. He does not expect to have a mate, nor does he wish to have one. He can be irritated very easily, and does not give a warning as to when he will atack. He loves the taste of blood, and will do almost anything to get it. He does not like the idea of being surrounded by others, and does his best to stay away. His fighting skills are excellent, and he excells at hunting. Most likely, he isn't a very kind wolf.

History:

Will Finnish Latter