Weeping Willow

Third Daughter of Crimson Maw
Witty
Perfectionist
Narcissistic
Weeping Willow informs you that they're counting the exact amount of steps it takes to get to their favourite napping spot. They don't say why, but they seem quite invested


Weeping willow is the first herbalist in the pack and as such her perfectionist nature lead her to try to be the best she could.

She had learned all there was to know about herbs and the properties they possessed in the first year of her taking in her role.

In her second year she yearned to learn more and become more powerful she began to learn from the spirits in the woods, the rivers and lakes and finally the stars.

The Moon goddess look down kindly upon her and granted her the wisdom she sought and sent her a spirit guide, an owl, and showed her a grove in which she could commune with the moon.

After a while the moon goddess sent Willow out to the edge of the pack territory without telling her why. Never having disobeyed the moon Willow packed her herb gathering equipment and headed out. When she arrived she started to sniff around trying to find herbs and instead the smell of a lone wolf filled her nostrils. Looking up she met the eyes of a wolf blessed with moonlight and knew he was to be her pair bonded. Bringing him before her father Crimson Maw the first leader she introduced him as her bonded a blessing from the moon goddess.
Crimson Maw welcomed this strange wolf not wishing to anger the spirits and eventually grew to love him as his own pup

As time went on Weeping Willow began to feel ill her skin wouldn't stop scratching and it was all she could just to sit still. She tried to ask the Moon Goddess why this was happening as she had used all kinds of medicines known to her to pacify the itch but nothing worked. The Moon Goddess was silent however and Weeping Willow grew more and more desperate for answers. On the full Moon late in the fall she finally understood what was happening as sharp pains began to wrack her body the moon shinning down bright on her changing pelt. It felt like hours and the sun was beginning to rise by the time the pain subsided. Stumbling towards the river she could see the Moon Goddess had blessed her with a new coat. One to match her pair bonded with a tired yip she tiredly stumbled back to her pack to rest, smiling the whole way back.