A young werewolf who has lost everything, her pack, even her older brother; due to the horrid war. She becomes the lone wolf, she prefers to be alone since that is what she had gotten used to over the years.
She is the last living pack member from...
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After the war with the bloodsuckers ended, I was alone; my whole pack and my brother had fallen in battle. I was only fourteen when it happened, I was just getting over my excitement about being a werewolf; it was only a month later when the bloodsuckers came.
I was devastated, my childhood is over forcing me to grow up and learn how to survive.
For two year I have been hunting down and killing off as many filthy bloodsuckers as I can, the fire of my hate for them never fading from my soul. I did something I didn't expect to do, I finally settled down is Forks, Washington. I no longer have a pack, so I call myself the Lone Wolf.
Back when I still had a pack I had a bad temper, I easily got angered; I guess that I still do have a temper.
