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I wanted to update Larka's ref because there's a lot I left out of the other one, hehehe. Plus I like this one a lot.

Here's some of her history, I'm actually writing her a story so once I get a website you'll all be able to read it. (I might actually just make an account here for it, hehehe)

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Background
Larka was born December 22nd, 1624 in the deep wilderness of south west Canada. She was born into a pack of few members. Growing up her dream was always to break away from the pack, but...her older brother hated the idea of that. Although the alphas were not her parents they loved her brother Sable, and that led to a lot of problems for Larka. Her brother had always been ruthless, ever since his pup days. Soon the time had come when the alphas were to choose their beta, naturally they chose Sable, the strongest male in the pack besides the alpha male. With that Larka decided it was time to flee and pursue her dream, with her brother as the new beta she knew she would not be able to stay. Successfully she had escaped and it wasn't long until she found herself lost in the thick wilderness. A few weeks passed, no one, nothing in sight, empty was these woods, not even a scent of rouge wolves could be smelled, but then...then he came. the one known as Daytona, guardian of the forest ran into Larka one day, he immediately found her beautiful and capable of being his mate. The weary Larka hesitantly decided to live with him, before long the two became mates. Of course that didn't last to long.... One day while Daytona was out hunting (Larka was left alone by the den). Sable approached the small female. With a snarl of hatred he introduced himself to his sister. She tried to not show her fear as he stated that he had been looking for her, hunting her down. Why? Because this bastard of a wolf had become alpha of the pack. He told her that the alpha male had died of a sickness (due to the decline of food in the forest), there was nothing they could do. The thought that Larka still stalked these woods threatened him and his pack, there were no room for strays or other packs. This was THEIR forest. With that they began to fight, she was no match for his strength. She was totally helpless as he bit down around her throat, cracking her neck and instantly killing her. As he left her to rot on the forest floor the pool of thick blood surrounded her and her corpse, once white fur matted by her and her sibling's blood. It was then when Daytona returned to find his fairly new mate dead before him. Being the guardian of the forest he had power...power to do things other couldn't. Daytona was a demon, and a slave to his keeper, without thinking he bit onto her neck, right where it was spewing blood. the venom from his teeth summoned the shapeless chimera Vampire. He pleaded with Vampire that if she chose Larka as her host she would be able to feed. Vampire agreed and immediately took Larka as her host. Larka awakened to a familiar world, instead of seeing spirits and gates of gold she saw her mate. However the only thing keeping her alive was the demon pulsing through her veins. Without so much as a nuzzle Daytona sent her away, far away. She would to be never to return to this forest or any where near here, he wanted her safe even if she could not die of natural cause she could still be killed. Weary of who to trust and where to go Larka continued to wander the deep, harsh woods. Years had past and Larka became a hermit, she knew no one and hadn't spoken to another since her leave back to the wilderness. She had become different, a nightmare of sorts. There were those times where she would miss her old life but quickly she'd brush it away, it had been forever since Larka shed a tear. She began to travel again, up through Alaska this time. She came across a sort of bridge at the very point the land ended and the treacherous sea gave way to her paws. She yearned for new environment, for a change. She was not hesitant at all as she began to travel the sea, walking until the bridge of sorts gave way to open water. Than she would swim. As an immortal she did not tire as quickly as normal wolves and so her muscles would last in the cold water for a great amount of time. Soon she hit the wide, vast land of Russia. She traveled for years, just like before, exploring the new lands. She was un welcomed but she made sure that her presence scare those unaware pups. Time passed, and so did her sanity. It was now that almost all her memory of previous years merely disappeared. She locked her self up, never to go back to North America again. Eventually she would reach the territory known as Transylvania (Romania). Upon arrival she was immediately attacked by a pack of slavering wolves. They spoke of "The Iron Gate" and "Religion". The alpha stepped forward, introducing himself as Prince Micah and told Larka that in these lands lay 3 packs of which origins are all the same. 3 brothers. Ruj was the neutral pack while Catalin was the good, and Intuneric was evil. She had met the Intuneric. Micah saw the darkness hidden in Larka's blank expression, years of torture and hurt. He asked her to join the pack but she refused. Leaping away with grace. Larka was left alone by the packs then. A few months had past and Larka's mind began twisting even more. It was then when she met the great and powerful obsidian pelted Dire Xbalanque. She admired him and so did he. They met during a fight between two other wolves in which both of their yearning for blood was met. On that night the full moon was large and Vampire emerged. Xbalanque fought the demon who resided deep within Larka, he won and returned Larka to her normal self. And while the demon still stir within her she knew that he would have no trouble beating her again. The two fell in love and began their romance, traveling up into the mountains fulfilling quests and adventures. Larka, though still dark and evil minded was happy. Turns out Xbalanque was a God and that insured Larka with the best protection (even though she didn't need it). Larka thought hard about the pack she met a few months ago and considered the benefits. She told Xbalanque of it but he already knew. Larka went on to join the Intuneric pack becoming one of their most treasured females. With time the Intuneric pack fell apart as the fight for Iron Gate ceased and the three brothers made amends and past away with age and sickness.

Larka was named after the legendary white wolf Larka with the great power of The Sight. Throughout her life she has become some what of a known mysterious, neutral "counter-part" to that of the original Larka.

Vampire
The day Larka died, a demon like chimera infused herself with Larka. Daytona formed a pact with the chimera (Vampire) making sure that she not come out as she pleases, Larka would choose. Vampire agreed and remained silent for the longest time until the cunning trickster weened herself out. It was only so long before she had to feed...On the night of every full moon Vampire emerges whether or not Larka chooses. Vampire will kill and drain the blood of anything in her path so Larka usually gets as far away from others as she can.

Modern Life
In recent, Larka adapted a few tattoos, the tattoos were airbrushed on by one of her human friends. Larka believes in the way of the wolf, to stay far from humans as possible, but curiosity got the best of her and she ventured into several European cities multiple times. It was shocking when Larka realized that even among man she was a legend, the monochromatic ghost was her nickname. Turns out over the years as she watched humans grow and build their cities she too was being watched by them. Many just think Larka a myth, it is impossible for a wolf to live as long as she has. Others believe she is a ghost, and others believe that she is in fact a vampire, or a human bit by a werewolf many moons ago.

Description
I wanted to update Larka's ref because there's a lot I left out of the other one, hehehe. Plus I like this one a lot.

Here's some of her history, I'm actually writing her a story so once I get a website you'll all be able to read it. (I might actually just make an account here for it, hehehe)

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Background
Larka was born December 22nd, 1624 in the deep wilderness of south west Canada. She was born into a pack of few members. Growing up her dream was always to break away from the pack, but...her older brother hated the idea of that. Although the alphas were not her parents they loved her brother Sable, and that led to a lot of problems for Larka. Her brother had always been ruthless, ever since his pup days. Soon the time had come when the alphas were to choose their beta, naturally they chose Sable, the strongest male in the pack besides the alpha male. With that Larka decided it was time to flee and pursue her dream, with her brother as the new beta she knew she would not be able to stay. Successfully she had escaped and it wasn't long until she found herself lost in the thick wilderness. A few weeks passed, no one, nothing in sight, empty was these woods, not even a scent of rouge wolves could be smelled, but then...then he came. the one known as Daytona, guardian of the forest ran into Larka one day, he immediately found her beautiful and capable of being his mate. The weary Larka hesitantly decided to live with him, before long the two became mates. Of course that didn't last to long.... One day while Daytona was out hunting (Larka was left alone by the den). Sable approached the small female. With a snarl of hatred he introduced himself to his sister. She tried to not show her fear as he stated that he had been looking for her, hunting her down. Why? Because this bastard of a wolf had become alpha of the pack. He told her that the alpha male had died of a sickness (due to the decline of food in the forest), there was nothing they could do. The thought that Larka still stalked these woods threatened him and his pack, there were no room for strays or other packs. This was THEIR forest. With that they began to fight, she was no match for his strength. She was totally helpless as he bit down around her throat, cracking her neck and instantly killing her. As he left her to rot on the forest floor the pool of thick blood surrounded her and her corpse, once white fur matted by her and her sibling's blood. It was then when Daytona returned to find his fairly new mate dead before him. Being the guardian of the forest he had power...power to do things other couldn't. Daytona was a demon, and a slave to his keeper, without thinking he bit onto her neck, right where it was spewing blood. the venom from his teeth summoned the shapeless chimera Vampire. He pleaded with Vampire that if she chose Larka as her host she would be able to feed. Vampire agreed and immediately took Larka as her host. Larka awakened to a familiar world, instead of seeing spirits and gates of gold she saw her mate. However the only thing keeping her alive was the demon pulsing through her veins. Without so much as a nuzzle Daytona sent her away, far away. She would to be never to return to this forest or any where near here, he wanted her safe even if she could not die of natural cause she could still be killed. Weary of who to trust and where to go Larka continued to wander the deep, harsh woods. Years had past and Larka became a hermit, she knew no one and hadn't spoken to another since her leave back to the wilderness. She had become different, a nightmare of sorts. There were those times where she would miss her old life but quickly she'd brush it away, it had been forever since Larka shed a tear. She began to travel again, up through Alaska this time. She came across a sort of bridge at the very point the land ended and the treacherous sea gave way to her paws. She yearned for new environment, for a change. She was not hesitant at all as she began to travel the sea, walking until the bridge of sorts gave way to open water. Than she would swim. As an immortal she did not tire as quickly as normal wolves and so her muscles would last in the cold water for a great amount of time. Soon she hit the wide, vast land of Russia. She traveled for years, just like before, exploring the new lands. She was un welcomed but she made sure that her presence scare those unaware pups. Time passed, and so did her sanity. It was now that almost all her memory of previous years merely disappeared. She locked her self up, never to go back to North America again. Eventually she would reach the territory known as Transylvania (Romania). Upon arrival she was immediately attacked by a pack of slavering wolves. They spoke of "The Iron Gate" and "Religion". The alpha stepped forward, introducing himself as Prince Micah and told Larka that in these lands lay 3 packs of which origins are all the same. 3 brothers. Ruj was the neutral pack while Catalin was the good, and Intuneric was evil. She had met the Intuneric. Micah saw the darkness hidden in Larka's blank expression, years of torture and hurt. He asked her to join the pack but she refused. Leaping away with grace. Larka was left alone by the packs then. A few months had past and Larka's mind began twisting even more. It was then when she met the great and powerful obsidian pelted Dire Xbalanque. She admired him and so did he. They met during a fight between two other wolves in which both of their yearning for blood was met. On that night the full moon was large and Vampire emerged. Xbalanque fought the demon who resided deep within Larka, he won and returned Larka to her normal self. And while the demon still stir within her she knew that he would have no trouble beating her again. The two fell in love and began their romance, traveling up into the mountains fulfilling quests and adventures. Larka, though still dark and evil minded was happy. Turns out Xbalanque was a God and that insured Larka with the best protection (even though she didn't need it). Larka thought hard about the pack she met a few months ago and considered the benefits. She told Xbalanque of it but he already knew. Larka went on to join the Intuneric pack becoming one of their most treasured females. With time the Intuneric pack fell apart as the fight for Iron Gate ceased and the three brothers made amends and past away with age and sickness.

Larka was named after the legendary white wolf Larka with the great power of The Sight. Throughout her life she has become some what of a known mysterious, neutral "counter-part" to that of the original Larka.

Vampire
The day Larka died, a demon like chimera infused herself with Larka. Daytona formed a pact with the chimera (Vampire) making sure that she not come out as she pleases, Larka would choose. Vampire agreed and remained silent for the longest time until the cunning trickster weened herself out. It was only so long before she had to feed...On the night of every full moon Vampire emerges whether or not Larka chooses. Vampire will kill and drain the blood of anything in her path so Larka usually gets as far away from others as she can.

Modern Life
In recent, Larka adapted a few tattoos, the tattoos were airbrushed on by one of her human friends. Larka believes in the way of the wolf, to stay far from humans as possible, but curiosity got the best of her and she ventured into several European cities multiple times. It was shocking when Larka realized that even among man she was a legend, the monochromatic ghost was her nickname. Turns out over the years as she watched humans grow and build their cities she too was being watched by them. Many just think Larka a myth, it is impossible for a wolf to live as long as she has. Others believe she is a ghost, and others believe that she is in fact a vampire, or a human bit by a werewolf many moons ago.