Name: Amethyst Gender: female Age: 14 (tewickh) Personality: humble, defensive, bad temper Backstory (If needed :P) Amethyst hunted with a pack. In fact, she was a great hunter. She was one of the leaders of the pack, feared by all, even those of her own pack. She had no family. Her parents had abandoned her at a young age. One day, she was leading a patrol around the perimeters of the pack's hunting grounds when tragedy struck. An enemy pack burst through the trees and killed the rest of her squad. But she was strong. She survived, heavily-maimed. She was almost dead, but she still had a chance. Back at the camp, the rouges were killing the pack. The dens were in ruin, and all of the prickled brambles were ripped to shreds. The tree that protected the camp from ruin was burning from a fire lit by dragons. One person escaped. A healer ran across the camp and escaped. By chance, she ran into Amethyst. But the healer was being followed. another warrior burst from the brush, and before Amethyst could defend, the healer's body had hit the ground, dead. Of course, Amethyst quickly killed the warrior after that. Amethyst was without a pack. The last of her tribe, Amethyst grieves in darkness, waiting for the moment to strike the tribe that devastated her pack.
She looks a little derpy =P
