Freya🌸

1st title - The Black Angel of Dusk - 29/11/2020 - 1 years 9 1/2 months old (Adult)

Mate of Kaden.

First Queen of Imperial Lotus.

May you rest in peace, and may our ancestors guide you in your path in your afterlife.

LORE: 

Freya was always the odd pup out of the litter. Her mother used to tell her she was her little miracle. Though the rest of Freya's birth pack begged to disagree. Freya's former pack had always had that pure auburn base color in their genes. Something that young Freya had not inherited, and that made her wonder why she was so different from the rest of her home pack for many years. Until her mother told her that her father was a nomadic wolf, that Freya's looks leaned more toward her fathers', that she looked like his spitting image.

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''It was like love at first sight. He had looked into my eyes, and I had looked into his eyes, and then we knew, that we were made for each other-'', a sudden purposefully loud bark meant to sound intimidating, but instead sounded like a yelp of a pup in their early stages of adolescence, interrupted the she-wolf's daydreaming. 

Following the bark, just as sudden, came the sound of claws clicking against the stone ground of the cave, approaching the laying she-wolf and her young listener. 

Freya instantly rolled her eyes at the loud, obnoxious laughter of her litter mates. The older she-wolf next to her chuckled adoringly at her three running pups. Watching how they played tag, how they navigated around the inside of the cave with almost profound expertise, and how they were also mindful of not accidentally stepping on their mother and fourth sibling. It's not like Freya hated her siblings, don't get her wrong, she loved them all, especially Dior, but it's almost impossible to be seen playing with them along with the other pack pups without having the adults giving you the stink, intense, and sometimes judgmental eyes just because you looked different. So she prefered to stay inside the cave and listen to her mother reminiscing her times with her mate. 

Besides, it's not like she could spend time with her siblings anyway. Freya's two oldest litter mates were training to become excellent hunters, and the third oldest, Dior, was training with the famous and successful scout of the pack to one day succeed him. They obviously were more busy getting acquainted with the other pack pups that they were going to be paired with to form hunting groups once they grow into adults. Ties were important after all.

Of course, Freya's siblings loved her but clearly not enough when her two oldest brothers chose to seem indifferent toward her when in the presence of the pack adults. Only Dior was the exception. Out of all her siblings, Freya undoubtedly loved Dior more. Because Dior showed that he genuinely cared about her well being.

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Meeting Kaden was just like her mother described it to be. It was like magic, like fate was finally feeling generous enough to allow you to meet your other half, your mate for life, your heart--- It was love at first sight.