She was born into the litter of 4 pups, right in the middle. She was no runt but neither was she the biggest, baddest pup around. Her parents were loners, mated together and raising their small family in the wilds away from most other packs. At six months, she and her siblings were approaching the status of being half grown but it was not to be.

A vicious attack left her separated from her family, of whom only her youngest sister had escaped and her parents lay in the cold snow, as the lifeblood that had sustained them stained the pure white of the ground.

She ran then, ran like the wind on swift feet and she hasn't stopped running since, even though the only thing she wishes to do is to stop and find someone to love her and tell her it's okay.

She found a home and a pseudo-mother at Duskfire Glacier but she ran to find her siblings, to find out what she had lost- and fell into deep trouble. She wandered out from Teekon Wilds and happened across something more terrible than one could imagine- cannabalism. Captured and terrified, she was held captive in the dark tunnels of the outer mountains in the dark, tormented and injured. She leapt for safety at the end of her rope, legs in pain and terror streaking her eyes, as she escaped and limped back to her home.