Dorema
Dorema was born a Perillian wolf, though her ideals were different from
the others in her pack. Her pelt was a clear shade of white with a
silvery tail, and brown eyes shone through her thick layer of fur, true
to the pack's bloodline traits. The young fae loved the icy wonderland
that both she and the rest of the pack called home, inwardly if not
outwardly, and always thought the snow to be more beautiful than it was
destructive. However, the lands beyond the tundra that trapped her
always posed to her as a mystery, and she pondered it often, dreming
about travelling there, just itching to explore.
Dorema was a fae full of good ideas, and in her puppyhood she was always pitching plans of action to her elders, and on occasion, the Alphen. Though the ideas were usually fairly simple and effective, and may very well have helped the pack out at times, she was dismissively brushed aside by all whom she'd told. The Alpha even had to reprimand her on several occasions for hindering them and the others from their work. Dorema would have nothing of it, though, and kept on "hindering" them, no matter how hard they protested.
Dorema was a fae full of good ideas, and in her puppyhood she was always pitching plans of action to her elders, and on occasion, the Alphen. Though the ideas were usually fairly simple and effective, and may very well have helped the pack out at times, she was dismissively brushed aside by all whom she'd told. The Alpha even had to reprimand her on several occasions for hindering them and the others from their work. Dorema would have nothing of it, though, and kept on "hindering" them, no matter how hard they protested.
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