Quiet, mostly soft spoken but she can be commanding if the situation calls for it. Doesn't often voice an opinion because she can often see it from both sides. Able to moderate disagreements if approached but generally unwilling to step in on her own

        Her sire a tall golden sea-elf who traveled too far into the forest in his curiosity only to be rescued by the small pale wolfrider female he would recognize. Both being of fiery tempers the child was expected to be much the same but instead was a sweet cub who showed almost no anger at all. The pair lived with the Sea Elves for the first 12 turns at which point the mother decided to go back to the holt of her birth, Hidden River Holt, where she had lived her life unaware of other elf tribes until the recognition. She took the cub with her, only a few days behind them came the sire.

        From that point on all three lived in the holt, her mother dying during the birth of the second cub who was lost along with her mother when she was barely 250. Shortly after that her sire left the holt heartbroken, she is sure he is dead as well though she can not bring herself to stop wishing to see him one more time.

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