Nirva was born east of the lands she lives in today, where the packs territory was small, there for less food to hunt from. One harsh winter, there came a famine in the packs territory. Her father went to find what he could, which ended his life after he tried to steal part of a carcus a hunter had laid out. As the pack started to die off, her mother used the rest of her strength to head west, where bigger packs could be found. Finding small meals of squirrel and rabbit, she declined to take any of the food for herself and fed all of it to Nirva, to keep up her strength. By the time she reached the Blitz Pack's territory, she became too weak to carry on and died shortly after. Nirva mangaed to make it deep into the territory, where she was soon found by the pack. They took her in, seeing as she was alone and helpless. As it turns out, they were the ones that named her Nirva. At such a young age when her parents deceased and after such a brutal struggle to get where she is today, she could only remember the story and none of the details of her life. Greatful to the pack, Nirva sees them as her own family and will do anything to help them, as they had once helped her when she was in need. But still a pup, for now there is nothing much she can do.
