Zar'roc | Female | Drifter <UPDATED>

At a first glance, Zar looks like a fluffy polar bear cub. Her thick fur makes her look larger than she really is. Her small body carries a redish white coat, with a few grey markings in her face and back. Her light green eyes, often carrying an aloof look, are the more noticeable things in her whole body.


Distant
Zar may seem distant at a first connection, but quiet outgoing if you get to know her better. She likes to keep her distance to avoid disappointments, but this doesn't apply if you had conquered her friendship.

Resolute
Resolute and unswerving, she won't obey if she thinks something is wrong. She will fight for what she believes. And if she makes her mind, nothing can make her go back.

Independent
Cold and naturally independent, make her like you isn't easy, and the same goes for her trust. She doesn't like to be in the shadow of others, so she tries her best to take care of herself.

Impulsive
Sometimes she says and do things without thinking about the consequences. She often regrets of them.

Dexterous
When it comes to battles and hunt, her abilities are remarkable, due to her past. Zar grew as a warrior and, although not having the same strenght as a male, she is way capable of defending herself.

Loyal
Zar is extremely loyal, willing to die for those she loves. But if someone screw up with her, her loyalty gives space to her cold self.





Zar was born without a pack. Her parents, Zethos and Ruby, were two rogues that happened to meet each other in their ways. They lived a tough life, but that didn’t prevent them to be happy. Ruby was too weak in the night she conceived Zar. She couldn’t make it after her birth and died, leaving Zar and her father by their own, as Zar’s siblings were born dead. After an attempt of coyotes to grab the little pup, which left a scar in her right front leg, Zethos realized that Zar would have more chances to survive if she had a pack to take care of her, so he abandoned her in a pack territory.
The alphas of the Carvahall pack also had given birth to a small litter of three wolfs and when they saw the little red puppy by its own, they decided to adopt it. They named her Lyra, without knowing she already had a name.
The Carvahall was a pack with lots of enemies. The sons of the alphas, all males, learned very soon the art of battling, and Lyra couldn’t be left behind. She grew between males, which made her body a little more muscular than the other ladies of the pack.
When she completed two years, the alphas gave her a mission. There was a newborn pack next to their territory and they wanted the pack and the territory. So, to achieve that, they wanted her to pretend to be a rogue wishing to join the pack and kill the alpha. She was a little reluctant about it, but it was her first mission and she didn’t want to deny it. So, uneasy, she accepted.
For a month she lived away from the Carvahall pack territory, to dismiss their scent, and when she thought she was ready, she entered the enemy pack territory. The enemies treated her very well. She had to wait a few hours till the alpha returns from a hunt. When he finally arrived, he asked to talk with her in private.
They paced to the forest. All the time the alpha’s gaze was focused on her eyes, till they stop in front of a big tree. He stared her for some time before he started to speak. “You know, I had to give up from my first-born to be able to conquer a pack.” She stared him for a moment, confused about what he was saying. And he continued. “You don’t recognize me, uh? Well, I must say, you have the eyes of your mother”. She stepped back, her uneasy gaze studying him. His redish fur was almost telling her everything. And from now on you know what happened. Zethos told her all she didn’t know about her past – and her real name, that she re-adopted – and introduced her to the whole Ruby pack as his first-born (yes, Zethos was a forevermore passionate mate and gave the name of her mother to the pack).
And her mission? Well, she failed it. She went back to Carvahall’s territory to tell the alphas that she had found her father. But their expression was of total disapproval. They declared war against the Ruby pack. The two packs fought between them a week before that. But, for everyone’s sake, Zar’s stepbrothers stood against their parents. After a long discussion, the war was over, leaving as memory only a few scratches.
Ar left the Ruby pack as most wolves do by her age and lived by her own till now.