The Netonya Family

Name: Nyrani Netonya

Gender: Female

Place in the Family: Half-sister

Appearance: Click Here For Adopt 2

Alignment: Lawful good.

Personality: Nyrani's not a bad girl, but she does not trust other wolves because of what she has believed happened to her mother. She does not like packs, because she believes that the wolves who killed her mother were in a fairly large pack. She will try her best to stay away from the packs, and any pack members, unless she absolutely needs to ask them something. Then, she will not spend time talking. She will get to the point right away. Has the wolf seen, or killed, any wolves? If they've killed any, then the girl will ask if they killed a wolf who looked a little like her. If they say no, Nyrani will thank them and go on. If they say yes, then Nyrani will attack them and have a fight against them

If she met any of her half or full siblings, then Nyrani would trust them a little more than any other wolves, but will still be cautious around them. She'll like talking to them, but won't be all that loud. She'll mostly listen to the stories, not add to them.


Brief History: After Maela left, the girl's mother suggested that they have a new litter, since the last litter did not end up well. But first, the two left the place where they had the first litter. So, in a better place, with lots of nutrients, Nyrani's mother gave birth. There were three pups, all alive, but Nyrani was unhealthy. Her father didn't think she would survive, but her mother had faith in her. She raised the three pups until they were two months. Then, she went and taught them how to hunt. This was the first mistake of many in Nyrani's lifetime. While hunting for a injured doe, and finding her, the youngest pup got kicked in the head. The doe charged and trampled it, upsetting her mother. Nyrani's mother charged at the deer, and killed it by biting it's throat. But, the pup, barely alive, had no hope of being saved. He dragged himself up on his front paws, and struggled to get up on his back paws. He opened his mouth as if to saw something, but was too late. His final breath was to look at his devastated family, then close his eyes for what would be the last time in his short life. Nyrani was devastated pretty bad, but not as much as her family. They sat and moped around, and Nyrani was forced to hunt for them. One day, while hunting, she decided to leave. She brought the prey back and dropped it in shock. Her mother was dead. Her father lay on the ground, injured badly. Her sister's jaw was broken, but she had struggled to her paws. She was trying to save their father, and was doing fairly well. Nyrani dragged the prey to the girl and left quickly, without a word. She needed to find whoever murdered her mother.

RP Sample: Light blue eyes narrowed as the looked at the mountain ahead. Her eyes had noticed pawholds, and so the girl started ahead. Gray and dusty brown paws landed on the ground until she was in front of the mountain. Raising her head, Nyrani looked at the mountain, spotting the place she needed to go. Once she could see, it reached about halfway to the top, there was something like a trail. From what she could see, the trail sloped downwards into....something.

Suddenly, the girl's ears pricked as she picked up a scent that she felt like she should know. But she didn't, so that made her wonder. Who was this wolf? Running a little closer, the girl struggled to fit her paws on the first pawholds. Once she did, she narrowed her eyes in happiness. She was closer to the trail! Not much closer, but it still counted for something, right? Light eyes narrowed once more as she struggled to get closer.

Digging her claws into spots that she could, Nyrani was getting there faster than she thought she would. Still, her light gray chest heaved for breath from the struggle up the mountain. But she was too far up now. If she let go, she would fall to her death. So, one dark gray and brown paws landed the final pawholds, and Nyrani struggled to the trail, claws scraping against the top. Then, they landed into small holes, larger than her claws.

With a few final puffs of breath, the tri colored wolf pushed with her hind legs, and tumbled onto the trail. Hitting the part of the mountain that lead even higher up, Nyrani stopped to get enough breath and continue. She closed her eyes for a moment, and let what she had just done alone sink in. "I did it. I did..." Closing her eyes, the girl lowered her head and began to rest.

Brief Plans: Have her look for any wolves that would seem like they killed her mother, then bring her sister in later. I'll have it turn out that a bear had charged into the den and killed her mother. Then, Nyrani will hunt for a pack and someone who loves her.