Name - Chenoa

Meaning - Dove

Breed - Gray Wolf

Age - Young Adult

Fur Color / Type - Creamy white / tan fur.

Eye Color - Orange

Mate - Marcus

Friends - Marcus, all of her pups. 

Enemies - Her former packmates.

Parents - N/A

Siblings - N/A

Pups - Micah, Sahale, Opa, Anoki

Body -

Height - Fairly tall for a female.

Weight - Average to slender

Rendered - Wolf-ified Jenna. You can use other characters for the body, but use Jenna's face/ 

Personality - Like Marcus, Chenoa is very quiet and reserved. She is much more soft spoken than her mate, but is much more rational. Doesn't have a temper, when she does get angry she tends to lock up and just tune everyone out. Is extremely quick witted and can analyze problematic situations with ease. Despite often not showing much emotion, she freely shows affection towards her loved ones. Is very graceful and serene. 

Likes - At one point, her pack. Hunting, running through the snow, winter, silence, the feeling of peace or calm. The memories she has of her parents and grandfather. 

Loves - Marcus, her pups.

Dislikes - Rain, sharp stones, confrontation.

Hates - Her former pack.

Bio - 

When Chenoa was born, her pack was in a time of turmoil. Her mother was the daughter of Nava, and at the point when Chenoa was born most of the pack had lost faith in the old wolf. To make matters worse the caribou had completely vanished, leaving the pack angry and starving. Chenoa's parents decided to leave the pack along with many others to find a new one. Many of the remaining wolves called Chenoa and her parents traitors - after all Nava was by blood related to them. How dare they leave him? These thoughts didn't really impact Chenoa. Despite being hungry, she was a happy young pup and the thought of adventure excited her. 

It took quite some time to reach a new home, infact, Chenoa was no longer a puppy and the thought of adventure invoked dread in her now. A little less than full grown she and her parents finally found a pack that, while not hospitable, were willing to allow them into their pack. Initially, she and her parents were cast away as useless and were typically treated unfairly. Instead of complaining, Chenoa would merely bite her lip and try to overcome the adversity the best she could. She found her chance in hunting. She became invaluable during the harsh winter that spanned most of the year as her pelt was light enough to disguise her. He dark pelted packmates applauded her for her stealth and intuition and she was accepted. Just as things were looking up, a harsh blow was dealt. Chenoa's parents had received news that their old pack had revitalized and they were to be welcomed back with open arms. For the first time in her life, Chenoa opposed her parents wishes and insisted that she stayed here ; that she had a sense that something great would happen if she did. Her parents believed her and allowed her to stay, but left the option open for her if she'd like to return to her birthpack. Chenoa, despite missing her parents every day, never took up that offer. 

For quite some time, life was mundane. Chenoa became the prized hunter of the pack, but her life was quite empty without her parents. Despite the fact that many of the males in the pack were interested in her Chenoa had no desire to be involved with any of them. This changed after going hunting one bitterly cold day in the beginning of winter. The first blizzard had just blown through leaving the forest blanketed in a thick layer of snow. The pack was hungry, as per usual, so Chenoa set off in pursuit of anything she could scrounge up. Instead of picking up the scent of caribou, deer, or rabbit, she stumbled across the scent of a canine. Curiously, she followed it; intruders were fairly uncommon. It lead to a disgruntled looking brown male, who despite looking mostly like a husky had distinct wolf like features. Making sure that no one else was near, she approached the male who introduced himself as Marcus. From the first moment she met him it was very apparent that Marcus was different from the males in the wolf pack. He was very self-reliant and didn't need a pack to keep him alive. He was also very kind to her, and in time she helped him into the pack. Shortly after, they became mates and began to start a family. 

As soon as the pups were born, the hostility Chenoa had felt when she first joined the pack had returned and amplified. Chenoa did the best she could to shelter her pups from it, but she couldn't always be there to defend them from the jeering, and even the physical confrontation from larger pups. Marcus, however, was seemingly always there to ward off the anger. After putting up with this for months, the alphas ordered the family out of the pack the consequence if they didn't was death. Chenoa quickly rushed her pups out of the territory; carrying the smallest in her mouth. As soon as they were outside of the pack's territory, Chenoa lulled the pups to sleep and hoped they'd not remember the events. She spoke to Marcus about possibly returning to her birthpack, but she herself was wary as she didn't remember the way back. Eventually, they decided to go to Nome; where Marcus' family resided. As it had before, adventure spurred dread in Chenoa but she stayed lighthearted for the sake of her pups. However, she had a nagging feeling that something was off. She just pushed it out of thought and attributed it to the betrayal of her former pack. 

Halfway through the trip, tragedy struck as the family meandered through a densely wooded forest. One moment she was carrying Opa and watching Micah and Sahale prance ahead, the second there was a loud noise almost akin to thunder. She barely had time to whirl around and hear Marcus' cries for her and the pups to run before another rang out, sending her onto the ground and into a panic. She was hurt, this she knew. She could feel the blood seeping out of her neck and staining the ground around her. As her hearing faded she could only lie in horror as more booms resounded, and two of her pups dropped not far from her. Her last thought though, was hope, as she was able to glimpse Sahale and Micah fleeing; into the deeper woods. 

Relation to Balto -

- Is Nava's granddaughter. (Grandmother died before the events of the second film.)

- Is the mate of Balto and Jenna's son, and the mother of their grandpups. 

Other -

- Chenoa's life was very much unfinished.

- She, like Nava, had some psychic capablities. Chenoa's was restricted to feelings - she could not see the future, but often if she had a good or bad feeling of it, it would turn out that way. Also never had "dreams".