Libera

Libera listening to the chimes of the fog-carrying wind.

## Personality

Due to her small size, and being a runt in general, Libera is seen as nothing but a pushover or pipsqueak by some others, and while they're partially correct, she wishes to prove them wrong. Libera acts independent, brave and cunning to seem stronger than she truly is. She goes out of her way to exhaust herself needlessly, simply because she wants to look tough and powerful. She tries to act fierce, but she can’t even intimidate a coyote properly. Her personality has grown to be very defensive, often using sassy or snarky remarks to try and make herself look better. She uses her fangs to try and settle arguments and disputes, but it always backfires on her when the one she's disputing against comments on how she 'bites like a fox cub'.

## Litters

### First litter - Oni - Age 3

Rebel is a large, muscular, medium brown wolf. As one can very easily tell from his name, Rebel tends to be very rebellious, always doing whatever he wants whenever he pleases. He doesn't like listening to his parents whenever they try to lecture him, and he's very reckless and hard-headed. Out of all his littermates, he has the most fighting spirit, and enjoys jeering at stranger wolves from just outside their borders. He enjoys making others mad, and usually does so by being disobedient and not listening to anyone but himself.

Symphony is a gray and white, slightly gold-tinted wolf, that has lots of neck ruff and fur. He tends to be very curious and light hearted, usually just laying down and spending time chatting with his packmates, but also occasionally following his nose. Unlike his mother and most of his Wanderer Pack predecessors, he doesn't really like fighting, only watching stranger wolves from afar. Instead, he likes things like old antlers, or even things left behind by humans, due to their intriguing scents. He enjoys exploring and wandering around for fun, and even though he should technically be scared of humans due to having once been shot by one, finding out more about them is his life's goal.

Colossus is a black and white wolf with a very slim, short build - the opposite of what you'd imagine of someone with a name like that. Ever since he was young and innocent, Colossus has been very soft-spoken, not saying a lot and mostly keeping things to himself. He never knew how to express his emotions, and his tone of voice was alyways the same, so nobody could ever tell what was on his mind. He sought after a quiet, carefree life of wandering peacefully and taking in the beauties of the world, exploring and following the traces left behind by the humans out of innocent, almost childlike curiosity. He was similar to Symphony in that regard. He would almost constantly be lost in thought, trying his hardest to decipher what all the traces meant. But the things he found out about the humans were unlike anything he had ever heard of in the time that he had been alive. By listening in on tales of Carmella, he learned what the humans had done to Lost River. *They had torn it apart, crushed it and thrown it away, leaving the wolves and the ones they didn't value behind, as if they were toys that they could get rid of.* That realization was the beginning of his melancholy; his realization of what had truly gone down in this cursed valley, and the fact he had to try and survive in a blackhole like it. It wasn't just the humans - it was everyone. Everyone was pit against him, unknowing of the misery of Lost River. The murders his ancestor Lorelei commited, the massacre of the Salvage Pack, and the emotionless destruction of the lands... it all haunted him.