Ashru was born in a small pack in the most northern part of the western the United States of America. They lived in the mountains and were a quiet and peaceful pack. Most of her pack to blend in were a shade of grey-white or other colors that could blend into the environment. Ashru was an outlier to this being a black wolf at birth with a single teardrop marking on her forehead. Although she was not melanistic her parents assumed she had inherited her paternal grandmother's coat which was black as she used to live in the forest and not the mountains. Ashru's mark is what determined her name. Ashru which means tears. Although it had only been but a few weeks from her birth she had started to walk early and move around. Her parents were fearful she might be taken by an owl looking for an easy snack so they always stayed around to protect her. Ashru had lived a good few weeks of life and started to learn to be more adventurous and brave. However, this little pup's happy world came crashing down on her quickly as she was met with many tragedies. A group of hunters looking for some good game happened to stumble upon her pack. They decided their pelts would complement their homes nicely and quickly overwhelmed the small pack with their firearms. Ashru was terrified and hid behind her parents but before she could even blink it was as if there was never even a pack, to begin with, just blood-stained snow. Ashru whimpered in front of the hunters unsure of what to do. One was about to shoot their gun as they cocked it but another hunter had stopped him saying it's best to see if this one survives, then come back for it later to really see its coat grew in well. The first hunter agreed and Ashru was left alone. Ashru was starving only foraging on a few berries and dead critters who had died from unknown circumstances. The winter was brutal and unforgiving, much like the hunters, Ashru has repeated in her mind over and over again. Finally, after many weeks, the deprived, starved, and weary pup had made it into the forest and winter was soon to be over. The warm spring sun was starting to shine over the critters and Ashru has found a new pack, with new rules. Eventually growing up to an adult wolf, with medical knowledge, Ashru decided to head out and start her own pack. She wants to grow a big pack that's strong and determined. She hopes, eventually, that they might just avenge her old pack.
Side Note: Ashru's appearance has changed to my liking but her first mate is meant to replicate Ashru. I hope to eventually get a wolf with a tear-drop-looking blaze that's black with blue eyes and name it Ashru.
