Name: Hera
Age: 1 Year
Gender: Female
Appearance: This she-wolf is a odd one in deed. Her blood lines come from a mother that was a easter red crossed with west maine wolf. Though her father was a simple northern timber wolf, the pair made together a odd pup. Hera has a very slim figure and her body frame is graceful. She is a rare beauty that you dont run across now and then. She holds amazing grace and she is often complemented on her fluid movements. Born in the wild though the wilderness took its tole on her. Her shoulds and back are well muscled. Standing a little under three feet at her shoulder she is a very slim figured wolf, her structer was built for speed and endurance. She has never been a brawler she leaves that to her brother and wins most by her flaunting. Hera, is a white she-wolf some would say she was plain from afar but she is much the diffrent because her mother was a brown and black wolf she held odd markings. Her father was white aswell so she was given the dominant color of white that covered her whole body. Though from her mother she was given brown makings on her legs and tainted her tail, around her muzzle and eyes the color was softly brushed across the white hairs. Though the markings are darkest behind her ears. Hera's mother was never a beautiful she-wolf so that was not were she got her beauty, it was from her grandmother on her fathers side. Hera also has brown orbs nothing specail about them.
Personality: The word that would best describe Hera would be a flirt. She is not much liker her brother when he likes to break others hearts but she does not mind extra attention around her. She is always jumping back and forth though for her age at only a year she is oddly wise. Hera has a playful streak in her and she will never let a change go by when she can be running around and mock fighting. She is a fierce fighter though when pushed, she hates to fight because she has seen to much death from it but when the time comes she is someone to be reconded with. Hera is very protective over her older brother and those that she deems as friends. Often times Hera will start trouble though with her loose mouth and her whitty tounge. She is always flaunting around and being a show off, though most of the time it is excused because of her young age.
History: (More in depth history check Johars Bio)
Born in to a world of confusion and hate Hera soon learned to fight with all she had for life, she was a sweet soul but when she wash brought in to the world she was born in to a pack that seemed to have no virtue. Growing up as the only pup in her litter she soon began to play with others in the pack. Though unlike her brother Johar as a pup she was welcomed by the mothers of other litters because she was a sweet hearted little thing. Most of the time she was care more by others then her own mother. Seeking for her father and mothers love, she soon was heart broken when her mother as a cycle it was with her abandoned her. She was tossed aside like a old toy and was left to fend for her own. Though if it had not been for her half brother who was two years older then she, Hera would have died.
Being taken under Johars wing she soon learned how to hunt and fight, she learned though how evil the world was through her older brothers eyes and her sweetness seemed to become tainted. Though as she few through the months she learned to trust and love her brother more then she had anyone else. She had such a strong bond with him she would often get in to fights when others would say harsh things about him. She hated the fact that others treated him poorly because it was not his fault that his father had raised him so horribly. Hera soon became a favorite in the pack even though her brother was despised, she was sought after by many even at her young age. Johar had to chase of many males that wanted to put there claim on her when she was so young.
Though in the middle of the night she was woken softly by Johar his seemed angry and worried, taking his young sister through the woods he told her to keep up as he set a hard pace, for her. She tried her best and when they came to a well sheltered spot, Johar turned on his sister and told her that she was to stay here and not leave until he returned. She would be safe and nothing would harm her but she could not leave. Hera thinking this was a game settled down to wait, though it was many hours and when her brother returned he was covered in blood some of it was his own though most of it was from others. As he lay there fighting death Hera was gribbed by a deep fear. She began to clean her brother and restored him back to health slowly. Though this caused the young pup to have to mature much to quickly.
At the age of one Hera was a very wise and intelligent young she-wolf and she would often give her brother words of advice. As they left everything they knew and loved Hera seemed to accept Loner life though at the age of one she missed others and having a pack life. Her body was worn from travel though she refused to leave Johars side, he was the only thing she held close to her. She would never leave his side nor let him leave her.