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Name: Ivy

Gender: Female

Age: 2 Years Old

Breed: 3/8 Grey Wolf, 3/8 Mexican Wolf, 1/8 Arctic Wolf, 1/8 Husky.

Personality: Daring, brave, challenging, and fearless. Ivy never backs down from a challenge, and is addicted to fighting and hunting. She is very skilled at hunting, and no one can beat her at fighting. Ivy can sometimes be rude, cold, and her words can be hurtful at times, but she usually doesn't mean it. Ivy is constantly feeling ashamed of being part husky, and get's mad about it often. Usually, Ivy is sarcastic, funny, nice, and helpful. She is very protective as well. if you ever bully her because she is part husky, she is likely to try and rip your throat out not so gently.

History: As a pup, Ivy was much more cheerful and very playful, but then her father decided to tell her about her heritage. When he said she was part of husky, she was shocked, ashamed, and hurt. Her mother had always told her that dogs were vile creatures, and were slaves of humans, who were even worse. Ivy didn't dare tell her mother her doubts, for her mother was very fierce, tough, and rarely forgave others for their mistakes. Ivy began to believe her mother's words, though, and she thought of dogs and humans with hatred clouding her mind. Ivy ran away from her pack, feeling she didn't belong there for being a wolfdog. Ivy was afraid of what her mother would say if she ever found out, then wondered which of her parents were part husky. Ivy guessed her father, because her mother showed no hints of husky heritage. After all, her father's tail curled sometimes.

Ivy lived by herself, out in the wilderness until she was about 2 years old. She was one of the fiercest wolves in Alaska, and her fighting and hunting skills were incredible. She met a male wolf, named Tristen, who turned out to be the alpha of a pack. He invited her to join the pack, and she eagerly accepted. When she got to their camp, she was surprised by how many wolves were there. The alpha female lay on a ledge under the shade, that jagged out over a small cave. Ivy guessed the cave was the den for the alphas. As soon as the alpha female saw her, she leaped off the ledge, her fur rippling from the motion, and padded over to them swiftly. The alpha female's coat was dark brown and black, and her eyes were a orange gold. Ivy could automatically tell that the alpha was not eager to she her, so she pressed against the Tristen's side out of longing for comfort. 

The alpha female looked closely at Ivy for a second, then asked Tristen who this trespasser was. Tristen took a step forward and whispered something in her ear. She paused for a moment, then nodded. Ivy noted that the nod was grudging. Tristen glanced at Ivy with a smile. "You are free to join our pack. What is your name?" He said, sounding friendly and welcoming. Ivy felt the nervousness in her belly start to fade. "Thanks. My name is Ivy." She replied. She glanced at the alpha female, her expression clearly asking what her name was. "I'm Lightning." She said bluntly. Lightning whipped around, and leaped onto the ledge from where she was standing. Ivy's eyes widened in shock at her jump. She had leaped at least 30 yards! For a minute, Ivy thought Lightning had developed superman-powers, but from Tristen's amused expression from seeing her eyes widen, she knew Lightning probably was not super-man. 

Ivy became a brilliant hunter in the pack, and she was the best fighter, so far. Tristen was impressed, and Lightning just looked jealous. Ivy wished she could jump like Lightning, though. That had been impressive. Life in the pack for Ivy had been amazing....she just had one thing to complain about: Lightning's attitude towards her. Ivy constantly tried to gain Lightning's trust, but Lightning never paid any attention to her, and when she did, she was either snarling at her or scolding her for something she didn't do. Ivy's temper was flaring up, and it finally broke loose when Lightning attempted to chase Ivy away from the pups, whom Ivy was playing with. Ivy had rolled a white pup over on it's back, and nosed it's belly playfully. Then Lightning came streaking towards them, a growl erupting from her throat. Lightning shoved Ivy away and snarled furiously, standing in Ivy's way with her tail raised high in dominance. Ivy smacked a paw against Lightning's cheek, and the dark brown-and-black female went flying through the air, and she fell to the ground with a loud thud. Her furious howl was ear-splitting, and in less than a second, Lightning was at her paws, racing towards Ivy head-first. Ivy braced herself, feeling ready to take on anything Lightning was about to do.

When Lightning was a second away from crashing into Ivy's side, Ivy leaped clear, landing softly on her paws. Lightning ran around her, snarling softly, and snapping at Ivy's paws when she got close. The pack members had gathered in a circle around Ivy and Lightning, watching intently as their alpha female and Ivy fought. Quickly, Lightning leaped in low, and before Ivy could spring back, she closed her jaws on Ivy's throat. Ivy struggled in vain to shake Lightning's jaws loose, but it was hopeless. Ivy kicked desperately, and one of her back paws hit Lightning in the eye. Lightning jumped back, her eye closing, and she pawed at her face angrily, snorting and growling.

Ivy took the chance, and she lashed out at Lightning's face. Her nails caught Lightning's nose, and the force flung the alpha female backwards. A couple of the females watching snickered, but they were silent once more when Lightning snarled at them. Lightning leaped to her paws again, snorting when the blood trickled down her muzzle. Lightning seemed to live up to her name. In a flash, Lightning leaped into the air, and before Ivy could move out of the way, Lightning crashed on top of her. She bit down hard on Ivy's snout, making blood trickle down. Ivy rolled onto her back and shoved her paws upward. With a yelp, Lightning fell backwards, clutching her stomach painfully. Free, Ivy leaped up, but before she could finish Lightning off, Tristen shoved his way between the two she-wolves. "That is enough!" He snarled angrily, glaring at both Lightning and Ivy in anger. Ivy looked down, her fur starting to lay flat on her shoulders and neck.

Lightning, on the other hand, leaped to her paws again, and growled furiously at Ivy. She was about to shove Tristen out of the way so she could attack Ivy again, but Tristen blocked her way quickly. "That's enough." He repeated, growling low in his throat. Ivy glared at Lightning, who bared her teeth at her mate. Then she tackled Tristen into the snow. Ivy, along with several of the pack members watching, gasped.  What on earth was wrong with Lightning? She thought, but it was clear that Tristen would win, because he pinned Lightning down easily, and Lightning was panting heavily, because Tristen had injured her belly and her throat. Blood trickled down her belly, and Ivy guessed that Tristen had opened the skin by accident. Tristen grabbed Lightning by the scruff and hauled her up. Her tail barely brushed the ground, and her eyes were tightly closed. Tristen dropped her into the snow roughly. "Get out." He growled forcefully. "You are no longer welcome here, Lightning." He gave a slight nod to the betas and warriors, who sprang to their paws instantly and stalked up to Lightning, snarling. Lightning backed away, eyes narrow, then she flattened her ears to her head and began to race off. Before she was out of sight, she flashed a glare of hatred at Ivy, and rushed off, the betas and warriors pursuing her.

Ivy was promoted to one of the betas, and is happily living her life in her new pack. But something bothers her. Ivy's dreams are filled with a familiar brown and black she-wolf, Lightning. In her dreams, her mother yells a warning to her that she can never remember when she wakes up. And her dreams are haunted with Lightning rushing at her, jaws wide open as if she is about to take a chunk of fur off of Ivy. Ivy doesn't know if Lightning is dead or not, but she  knows that somehow, Lightning will come back. So she is constantly alert for any signs...

A week later, while Ivy was hunting, she accidently stumbled out of her pack's territory, and she encountered a handsome dog named Ying. She asked him if he knew where she could find more prey. It was the middle of the winter, and Ivy's pack was unlucky; all of the prey seemed to have left the territory. Ivy was scared for their survival. Ying's pack didn't have any prey, either, and she saw that both of their packs were suffering. Ivy sighed in a mix of frustration and of sadness, and she said goodbye to Ying. She needed to concentrate on looking for food for her starving pack. However, her mind clouded with thoughts of Ying, she couldn't forget those amber eyes of his. Ivy didn't know why, but she decided to try and find him again.

Ivy and Ying became good friends, but they developed feelings for each other, and they became mates.

Mate/Crush: Ying

Likes:  Ying, Hunting, fighting, her friends, freedom, night, the moon, gazing at the stars, jokes, snow, and running.

Hates: Humans, dogs, guns, murder, Lightning, hot days, fleas, messing up, and being bullied for being part husky.

Relation: After she ran away from home, she accidentally wandered into Nome, and Steele began to bully her. She beat Steele up badly, and she chased away his companions: Star, Kaltag, and Nikki. She accidentally knocked over a red husky while running, and she backed away with a yell, seeing that the red husky(jenna) was a dog. Ivy raced out of Nome like a cheetah, and kept away from it.

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