Mapleshread

.:Belongs to the Broken Land Tribe:.   2nd Gen   Breed to Shadowtracker

Mapleshread had arrived in the pack with nursing puppies looking for a safe place during the winter. Not much is known on if she had a former pack or if the pups had come from a strange male she had met on her travels; it was known of their business and Mapleshread always made herself seem mysterious. What is known about her is that she thinks she has what it takes to give Redzenious his next true heir. One of beauty (and hopefully power) that will outshine the ones he currently kept within his pack.

Even though she came to the pack with hungry mouths to feed Mapleshread was quick to go out on hunting parties to show her worth to her new King. Whenever she walks by someone (definitely wolves she deems unworthy of her presence, bad mood, outsiders) she has a habit of flipping her thick curled tail in their faces. Mapleshread doesn't seem to hold any love towards her puppies, only now keeping them around to see if Redzenious can use them for some reason or another before making more for him.

Mapleshread values intelligence the most. She is blunt, sassy, and inconsiderate. He Guided by her head, often clear-headed and callous. Her world view is slightly more pessimistic. She is uncomplaining, humorous, undemanding, impressionable, superstitious, and irrational. Thinks that even if leaf-bare is dangerous, it is beautiful. Keeps quiet about his opinions because they go against the pack norm.

Enjoying the hunt even if she isn't the one to bring it down Maplesread's favorite food is elk and moose. The big tough meat just makes her mouth water~ Otherwise, Maplesread likes to spend her time at the hot springs. Enjoying the warm water on her wear body after a hunt or just watching the vapors swirl in the cool air. It was also all along the mountains on different tires each one different from the last but only she could really tell.

Once the thinning had passed and the pack went from one super pack to three new starting-off ones she decided to stay with Ghostrattle. Heading off to where it was warm and she could blend with the mirages of the prairie and deserts. She had learned not to drink too much water during the winter, the colder water that had been melted from the snow was too harsh on her teeth. Here the water was hot to warm and always hard to come by. Their pack deal with making water deals with people who are allowed to pass through their territory.