Name: Accalia (A-Kale-E-A)

Age: 1 1/2

Breed: Wolf dog

Mate: None

Pups: None

Crush: None

Relation to Balto: Her mother was a wolf dog originating from Anuis litter. That makes Anui her grandmother and Balto her uncle. (Correct me if I am wrong.)

Likes: The color yellow. The sun. The smell of wood burning. Her family being close by. Warmth. People. The town. Yosemite, (she thinks he's funny :'D).

Dislikes: Crickets (the sound is annoying. I mean, who LIKES that?) Being jittery. Town dogs. Aniu. Anius pack.

General Mood: Anxious.

Personality: Accalia is mostly jittery since her father's death. Her only time of peace was before Aniu showed up. She gets distracted easily and can learn to trust just about anything. She hates town dogs because they are so much bigger than her.

Song: Slow Me Down (By Emmy Rossum)

History:

Being brought up by two hippy-style parents, Accalia was soon eased into a world that lived on the pleasures and took the wrong, making them right. For the first few weeks of her early pup hood, Accalia was neutral, mellow, and agreeable on any subject. She was well cared for and wasn't cooped up in a den like normal pups. At first her father often took her to visit the valleys that were just a few paw steps away from their small territory . But as she grew stronger not only in size but in intellect, her father allotted her time to venture farther off each day.

                On one of her adventures young Accalia had made it into town. Being there previous times, and warmed by the humans generosities, she felt at ease. She was just passing by an alley way when she heard growling sounds. Not realizing what she was getting herself into, she ducked inside the alleyway.  Halfway down, she was yanked aside and  pulled into what seemed like an oversized garbage can. Her capturer was a scrawny fluff of otter hound fur that smelled of rotten banana peels. She found it hard not to gag. They started talking. And quickly they developed a friendship. Yosemite found her to be pretty while Accalia found him to be funny and..old.

                Just a half hour from talking with Yosemite one day, and trying her best to beat the rain, Accalia was trying to scramble home. But sometimes being fast isn't always the best thing you can depend on.

                As she was racing foreword, she slammed into..something. But it turned out that 'something' was a wolf. Stammering out her apologies, Accalia became afraid. The elder wolf seemed very familiar..yet Accalia was certain she had never met this wolf ever in her life. The old wolf seemed mad, and while Accalia babbled on, she growled.

                "Enough of this nonsense!" She snapped. Taken aback, Accalia immanently stopped. Satisfied, the white elder arched an eyebrow. "You..smell familiar. '' she said, lowering her head to sniff at Accalia's pelt.

                Accalia opened her mouth to say something, but was silenced with another growl. " I know you Accalia. " The wolf stated. " I am your grandmother."

                Confused, Accalia snorted. " Now how is that possible? How come I've never heard of any grandmother before? In fact, I don't even know you name."

                The old wolf flicked her eyes on her. " Its Aniu. And I will not be laughed at by a weakling. I do not like the way your parents Cecily and Dar  have raised you. " That was weird. No one never mentioned her parents names before.

                "They are imbeciles. And all they think about is peace and generosity. '' She spat out the words like they were venom. " And I will not have it. And I will not have another failure in this family."

                Accalia was too stunned to say anything. She found herself leading the way back to her parents den, while Aniu talked about how much bad things her family had brought on her.

                Her peaceful attitude her parents had so carefully weaned into her was slowly ebbing off..

                ~

By the time they got there, Accalia was shaken up. She barreled her way towards her parents, wedging herself between them. Her parents weren't surprised by Aniu's visit and they soon became talking.

But at the mention of a pack, pandemonium broke out. " I will clear your names if you let Accalia join me in my pack." Aniu said. Her mother wept, but her father held his ground. They argued, and in the end, Dar ended up dying.

~

Accalia and her mother had no choice but to obey Aniu and join her pack. That is where they reside now, not happy at all.

                I thought the History would be longer..I edited stuff out. :U Eh. 

Accalia (c) Me

Headshot (c) Bloodrose

Bodyshot(c)Bloodrose

Design(c)Bloodrose

She helped me alot :'D

Q & A 

Q: What do you think life in the pack will be like?

A: Hard. Horrible.

( I will create something on dA for the questions so hold on. : O)