Solu }{Like a roller coaster ride

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Solu
There's a she wolf in the closet. Let it out so it can breath.

Gender: Female
Age: 2 years old
Species: Folami

Eye color: Light Green
Body Build: Muscular, but in a feminine way.
Fur Length: Long
Spay/Neutered/Sterile: Nope.
*In-Depth Physical Appearance: Curving white stripes under light green eyes highlight the face of the wolf. Her body, sleek and graceful, fills with terror. A cruel beauty makes her nothing like the distant ancestors that go by the name of dogs. Smooth, soft, fur covers the skin. Silver, white, and black are the colors that allow her to blend into the night that is her home. Her genetics put fear into the hearts of all.

Mother: Jais
Father: Unknown
Siblings: Koolu.
Friends: None.
Mate: None.
Children: None.

Trained?: Yes, but it proved ineffective.
Opposing the feline massacre?: Yes.
Personality: Solu is cunning, and energetic. She never seems to be tired. In a pinch she will hesitate. Mostly because she can never seem to decide about anything. Her loyalty wavers. Peer pressure is all that keeps her behaving at all. She is kind at heart however, and is not the revel type. Exile has been hard on her self image.

Still part of the pack?: No.
*Rank: N/A
History:

Solu was born to a jet black Foltari named Jais. Her father, she never knew. For he was not the true love of her mother. She had one sister, but she died two days after birth, and Solu does not remember her. At 3 months old, she was taken away from her mother and began training. It was rigorous and painful. She was kept in a cage whenever she was not training, which was not regularly. When she was training, if she put up resistance, she was beaten. It was hard, but she stayed in her training, day after day.

Then 3 months before she expected, she was released. It turns out that her trainer had been too harsh. Moving through the curriculum too quickly. She was fully trained before most others were. She wandered for a few days, and after feeling like she was going to die from hunger, she came across a small ocelot. Her instinct took over and she immediately pounced on it. The ocelot being only a third of her size, was no match. She feasted that night and that was when she got her lust for cat blood. The next day, she came across another of her kind, which was almost her downfall because the other thought she was too young to be out. That she had escaped. She managed to stop him and tell him what had happened just in time. The Foltari male led her to the camp where she for the first time felt she belonged.

She killed many cats since the first. Always going on the hunts. She was on the verge of being accepted by the pack, but then, one fateful day, she allowed a cub to live. Not only by not killing it herself, but actually getting between her pack-mate and the cat. She was chased off for this, never having had been accepted and never to be. She has traveled through the lands, and though has not stopped her killing of cats, has started to see the light. Not sure to believe in Skoll, for she was raised to believe against everything that is now taking hold of her, she hunts only for hunger, and tries to resist the urge to kill that has been planted in her since birth.

Soon she came across a pack with similar problems as her's. Many were troubled about killing cats. Many believed in Dio. Many believed in family and love. Ironically this pack was led by Carska, a wolf that Solu had been scared of almost all her life and after she was exiled had nightmares about. She wishes to join the pack. But doesn't know how to without upsetting Carska to a point where her life would be in danger.