Mini Thing
12-07-2015, 01:54 PM
The pale woman chuckled at the pups words, her head nodding slowly up and down. "I am sure that we can. There was once one wolf who came across the borders without even stopping, and I fought her because of it. That was when I was still new to the pack, and your father ended up claiming her after that." Mercy said, leaving the part out that she had lost. It had been close, and Mercy was still training to be a fighter at that point. If she remembered right, that had actually been her first real fight, not just a spar. But that was then. The girl went on them, trying to say her siblings names but stumbling over the letters in the most adorable way. There was only one name that she didn't know in that list, meaning that she most likely had one other litter mate. "Wanna know something kind of cool? We are related in some way and form, although not as close as your other siblings." Mercy mused. She was usually glad to leave out her last name, but she wanted to see her reaction to that little bit of news. The Destruction's were a very long, very annoying, line. Rhys would often run into another Destruction, but they were not like Mercy. Most didn't even fight, or lead a lame pack of even more lame wolves. "Your mothers last name is Destruction, and there are a lot of Destruction wolves out there. A lot." She said with a small grumble, her purple eyes rolling. "But none of them are as cool as me, or as you Dad's side. That's probably where all your fighting spirit comes from!" She said with a grin. |
Art by endless-adventure
Mercy likes to swear and bite, and she can be unpredictable. She's not always nice, and is quick to jump into a fight. Thread at your own risk.
Mercy has a visible scar from her shoulders down to the middle of her back, in a v like shape. Not all of her art shows this.