

Baby Fursona =)
Name: Primrose
Nick-Names: Prim, Rose, Rosie, Dot, & Pinky
Age: pup
Breed: White/Grey wolf
Eye color: Twilight blue
Parents: Alpine & Zemix
Siblings: Finnik (living) & Gale, and Katniss (deceased)
Crush/Mate: none, but open :)
Pups: none yet, wayyyy too young
Likes: Her mommy & daddy (she's a daddy's girl), Finnik, playing, pink roses, snow, climbing trees, racing, mud puddles, the rain, howling at night with her daddy, moonlight, her mommy's valley, sunny meadows, swimming, human food, little kids, other pups, & watching the sled dog races
Dislikes: being alone, guns, darkness, hunting, being picked on or teased, getting hurt, blood, violent fighting, thunder storms, anyone that hurts her family, liars, bad memories, nightmares, getting lost, mean adult wolves/dogs, being hit or chases, cars, and collars.
Personality: Primrose is a very playful and brave little pup. She loves to be with her daddy whenever she can and loves to go swimming. They often pick roses together and race in the sun, or he teaches her how to hunt but she doesn't like that very much. Prim is the gentlest and most loving wolf you'll ever see, and would be always faithful and loyal.
Relations to Balto: Aleu took her mom in after she ran away
History:
When Primrose was born, her parents pack was very small. They didnt have much land or strength in numbers but that never put Prim down. She was always happy during her childhood until one fateful day... Her pack was out hunting but had crossed their territory line and ran into an enemy pack. They were low in numbers and had all of the young pups with them at the time. The enemy pack attcked the faded shadows pack. Meirr (the pup sitter) tried to get the pups out of harms way but it was too late...
One of the other pack's older pups had gotten hold of Prim's brother, Gale, and sister, Katniss. Meirr took the remaining pups and ran back to the den leaving the rest of the pack to deal with their enemy.
They didnt come back for hours but when they finlly did no one spoke. Not all of them came back, but those who did came back cut up and bloody. Prim's mother's pure white coat was stained with dark red blood stains and her eyes were bloodshot from crying. Prim knew she'd never see her siblings again and that her pack would never be the same after that day.
Now her pack is very causious about crossing their territory and rarely bring the pups on hunts anymore. But even still Prim tries to keep their spirits up as best as she can.
image~ laverna