✖ Kenai ✖
（Sea Pack）（Warrior）
Kick Off Your Stilettos
" Those who want to live, let them fight, and those who do not want to fight in this world of eternal struggle do not deserve to live."
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filler＇＇the basics ；When I was born...
Believe it or not, I am 《Five》,
and I am currently at the rank of《warrior》
I have 《male》 parts on me.
《Yazhi》 currently holds my heart.
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filler＇＇Digging deeper ；A little more detail about my existence...
I've been known to like...
~ Yazhi; Fighting; power; running
And these things make me bare my teeth..
~ Intruders; challengers; disrespect; heat
These things make me want to hide...
~ Losing Yazhi; death; losing the pack; failure
This is who I truly am...
For the most part I would explain myself as one of the more reserved members among the pack. I keep to myself and my mate and stay out of the business of others, because for the most part I don't care to associate. When I have an opinion, I am very willingly to speak my mind and do not care if it offends the others. When it comes down to it, I have the best interests of the pack, though some might not see my way of going about it. Really, the only one I open up to is my mate.
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filler＇＇Down under ；This seems so long ago...
It all started when...
I was born years ago to two of the previous betas. We were a litter of three, Kava, Calet and I. Calet and I were the favored pups of the litter, being considerably healthy males. Kava on the other hand was often a bit sickly and had been the runt of the litter. Needless to say, she was often over looked by our parents and the other pack members. Being born to the betas, strength was something to be prized, and she just didn't have it. For the most part, Calet and I were the ones to take care of her and make sure she was fed and kept as healthy as possible.
Back then we were quite close, the three of us. We often ignored the other pups for each other and played by ourselves. Being young and curious, we would spend our days exploring the lands. On one particular day me and Calet were wrestling like most pups do. It was more of sport between us and our parents. They wanted strong pups and often put us against one another to get us strong and skilled fighters by the time we would be adults. Anyways, we were off by ourselves fighting when we really should have been paying attention to Kava. She always was the most adventurous out of the three, and since she was so small Calet and I usually kept a close I on her. This day we were too busy arguing over who won, since there had been some shady moves made by me. Of course, Calet called it 'cheating'.
He argued back and forth for a good while until one of noticed we hadn't seen Kava. For the next three hours we searched for her, scared of telling the adults in case we got in trouble. Eventually we came to the water and a small body floated among the waves. After that day nothing was the same between Calet and I. Our parents seemed a bit indifferent to Kava's death, but the two of us blamed each other for our sister's passing. Friendly brotherhood turned into hostility and aggression. I blamed him for starting the fight between us and being a baby about it, and he blamed me for 'cheating'. This carried out until we were grown and more or less got worse.
There was a day when Calet and I actually fought. In the end, I won. Calet left the pack that day and I haven't seen my brother since. My parents died of old age and were replaced by new betas while I worked into the rank of being a warrior. Years passed by slowly for me. I wasn't particularly close to anyone in the pack, but I made myself present. On one particular day I was out checking the territory. There was an unknown wolf's scent that I had been tracking for some time. Slowly, I recognized two different unfamiliar scents which eventually led me to a fight. A much larger male wolf straddled a light gray colored female wolf.
I've never been the type to jump in and stop fights, so I'm not sure what came over me, but soon I was fighting the unknown male until he laid dead in the sand. I was wary of the female at first, but decided she wasn't of any real threat. She was about a year or so younger than I was at the time, and I had already seen her lack of fighting skills. Leading her to the alpha she was soon accepted and learned her name was Yazhi.
From then on she clung to me like a bur. I found myself going out of my way to avoid her, for every time I was at the den site she was constantly nipping or trying to get me to play with her. For the most part I ignored her and wandered off for 'duties' that I really didn't have. After some time, she kinda of grew on me. She proved herself useful to the pack as a skilled hunter, which meant she received some respect from me. Ever since Kava died, I had kept myself closed off from others. Though, one night I found myself telling Yahzi about Kava and Calet, which was something I never spoke of. That night I realized I had feelings for her and soon we were mates.
