Azura

Azura was the odd one out of Morningstar and Midnight's litter. Amongst the yellow and brown shaded pups was a pure white snowball. She looked of angelic purity and light being so small and white of fur. Her bright blue eyes opened slightly as she yawned and they were amazed. She wasn't an Albino like originally thought.

She was named Azura meaning "sky blue" as her eyes were so brightly blue and stuck out so strongly on top of her white fur. They truely looked like the sky or an ocean. A little ray of hope peaking out from behind a sea of clouds.

As a Pup she was a mommy's girl. She snuggled under Morningstars wing and loved to be close and warm. She was truely the little pack princess. As she got older and played with her siblings she showed her personality. She had a confidence that screamed commanding. Calm and collective but with a true air of power. someone you would follow into a pack war without fear. It was believed she would be the hier to the pack but she chose a different path. It was still a path of command but different in the pack. Azura took on Winter's role as the Snack Pack's stalker/tracker. As he was getting old and could no longer do such as well anymore, she took over.

She would lead each hunt with command and power. Her confidence bringing confidence to her fellow hunters as she would come up with the hunting plans and strategies. She would call the shots and take the main responsibility of each hunt. When someone was injured, low in confidence, or let the pray slip away she would console them. He kind heart brought a smile to her packmates. They felt they could always talk to her, even the ones older then her in the pack. It was never one wolfs fault or mistake. The whole group was a team and mistakes happened. They would succeed or fail as a team.

When home at the den she would always check on other wolves, giving similar pep talks to other hunting parties or helping with fights. She was truely the Alphas daughter and a beloved member of the pack. When she had time or needed her own support she would snuggle up to her parents like when she was a pup, safely under moms wing. It was her safe place and her parents loved snuggling to their beloved daughter as well. Her role was just as important in the pack and her choice was one they supported fully.