Satarah's diary

[~*Satarah*~]

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[atrb=background,http://i44.tinypic.com/5juow4.png] ~Entry One~ Name: Satarah Nic names: Sat, Tarah birthday: Dec 21st age:2 mate: none friends: Crystal, Raphin, Shade good acquaintances (friendly encounters): Suko, Flint, Koiro, Amori, Nemu, Kaija, Helgea, Frost, Natalay, Oak unsure acquaintances (friendly and not so friendly) Cinder, Ember, Lobolita, Lone drop Enemies: Credo (there for Zentha) Personality changes: has become more reckless mainly to help others, still very respectful and gentle, still thinks before she acts, but is more bold when it comes to protecting others. puts her self in danger more often. still has mental plans and purposes for what she does. attempting to come across tougher rather then this gentle shy flower. injuries: wounds were given by credo down one of her front legs neck and back, back wounds still healing. they are in the final process still sensitive but hair is growing back and because of her white/ silvery coloring the scars will be hidden where as if she were a darker color the fur would come in lighter perhaps. opaki: a female porcupine by the name of rose for the saying "every rose has its thorns" mental thoughts: is looking forward to meeting Kishi the alphess of the Xyla and getting to know the pack better hopes to maybe see to pups she saved Amori and Nemu wonders what Raphin and Crystal have been doing also wonders if her or Cinder will have a friendship would maybe like to meet Senna and Kaija when or if she sees there pups again wonders if this dispute will ruin any possible friendship with Lobolita will she find an equal will Credo or Zentha come after her for intervining will Raphin and Crystal join a pack with her, and is the Xyla the best choice

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[~*Satarah*~]

entrytwo


an open wound to the past
satarahs memories that she had forgotten are slowly coming back to her thanks to rose her opaki. before she was told she orphaned from the humans poisoning her pack after time she slowly believed it. what really happened the pack she was apart of was flourishing they lived in a "paradise like place at the top of the mountains" many wolves sought out an alliance with this pack because of there numbers. they were trained in the arts of fighting, hunting, and peacekeeping they fought for peace and hunted only what they needed. they had alphas but they never put themselves over anyone and they themselves worshiped entities. the god of the sun and the goddess of the moon. there packlands were always dangerous to travel too but those born there knew the routes safely down and up. sure over time one could learn but to do so without any fail was rare. which was why the pack originally moved there to be close to this goddess and there god.

the packs demise began once the packs below began there fueds a prince was born he was golden in color with a few patches of reddish brown he was the only one born to the current alphas but there was no new blood after him. the pack would have to venture down and invite new wolves to the pack. word traveled fast and the skyla had a keen interest. one pup had been born to a skyla heiress who had not yet reached her time as alpha. this pup and her mother was considered a disgrace because its father was an xyla warrior. the mother could reclaim her respect by getting rid of her first born so ofcourse she jumped at the chance. she didnt want to kill her first child. so the the albino female pup was taken to a warrior of the mountain pack and given as a gift to the alphas to do as they wish.

at first sight the alphess thought the young pup was the moon goddess with her moon silver fur and her her lavender blue eyes. the prince and this pup were betrothed together it was like they were sun and the moon. he was strong and bold with so much courage and she although she was skyla she was warm and gentle but was ruthless and cold to those who challenged her and her family both were powerful alphas and although they had there differences when they were younger about being together they did fall for eachother.

war had broke out below and it was time to honor the alliances made. little did they know there pack had been infiltrated and the packs removal was the prize. they held what peace there was at the time those who were injured, expecting pups, and those who wanted to escape came to the mountain all were welcome. a wolf and his group became very close with the alpha and would go on hunting parties to bring back much needed food. one day this wolf lead the alpha into a trap he was shot and killed by humans who once had a settlement near the marsh lands below but.. they still managed to bring back food those who ate grew ill the food was poison by the same humans but this wolf and his group knew. as the packs numbers dwindled to just 6 or so they began losing hope and attacking and killing eachother except for three mothers two other males and the hunting group that unknowingly betrayed them all. one of the three mothers was the alphess she would be save for last to hear everyone of there screams. one by one the hunting group attacked and killed all who was left soon the albino alphess and the 10 pups were left she told them to run and they all did the alphas children were the main targets but because they were all kept together they all would be killed except one she who has the moonsilver fur and midnight blue eyes escaped. she was the only white pup her fur was a dead giveaway in the night but by chance she fell into a mud puddle and had her fur and her scent covered. in the morning the pup was on her was down the mountain. when she encounted the brute who murdered her family there blood and the packs still stained his lips

instead of crying or fleeing she went to defend herself he was only slightly impressed and simply picked her up and went to drown her. she watched the mud wash from her fur the cold water had already knocked the breath out of her but she didnt not struggle if he chose to kill her she would die here even if she did struggle she would die quicker drawing in more breaths of water. surprisingly he brought her up from her lack of fight. maybe she was worth something to him. he took her with him and taught her what he knew made her forget the past he beat her and brainwashed her into believing everything he told her but one day she snapped out of it the killing and hate was wrong she still didnt remember much but she knew what was happening was wrong. she didnt even know his name. so she left one night before he returned. she was just under a year that night would have been the night she was introduced to the group. he thought she was strong enough to hold her own with them. she became a loner and slowly began remembering some old beliefs like killing only what you need. she never knew from where however.

now though she knows. but where exactly these lands were and who this wolf was hasnt come to her only images and even if someone said his name she wouldnt know she would have to see or smell him.