Your Past Is Something you will always have....

Name:Logan
Gender:Female
Age:4 months
Parents:None(She considers them as none)
Siblings:None(Same with parents)

Logan continued to pad through the snow.The young pup was only two months and already on her own.It had happened two weeks after she was born...they had left without even caring if she lived or died!They had left because of her blindness they called it a curse,but Logan called it a gift.It was a gift because without it she wouldn't have known what her "parents" were capable of...although she only knew that they yelled all the time.The pup continued to walk as she pawed at her eyes.They had begun to hurt.but no matter she would deal with it just like she always had...

She perked her ears to the sound of a bird's yell.She ignored it like always,but something strange filled her nose."What is that smell?"She wondered aloud.The stench became stronger as she continued to walk...."What is that?"She said again.Then the smell of blood filled her nose,it was so strong she almost vomited."Hello is anyone there?"The pup asked as she stopped in her tracks."Is anybody here?" The stench became stronger as she took another step.At this second in time she knew that blindness was no longer a gift,but a curse.

She moved closer to the smell as she felt fur up under her paws."Are you okay?"She whispered moving her paws slowly across the wolf's body searching for the head."Where is your head?" The pup gasped in shock. "Your-your head its-its gone"
She took five steps back as tears fell from her cheeks.How could this be?A wolf without a head?What had happened?She ran in the opposite direction.Gasping for air as tears streamed down her cheek.She stumbled and rolled down a hill,hitting head.She finally stopped crying.Had she really just seen without seeing?

A week passed by,"Seeing" what she had made her stronger.The pup had kept moving,hunting for food here and there It had been months since she had passed by another soul...besides that dead wolf.Logan tried not to think about the wolf,but her thoughts often drifted there.Why did your head get cut off?

She continued to move forward ignoring the wind and snow that threatened to kill her.A loud thud came as she hit her head on something hard,a voice cried out "Hey Jeff I got one!" The wolf's breath smelled like blood,his fur was caked with mud,and his eyes had this crazy look.Of cource Logan saw nothing all she heard was the voice and she smelt the blood. "Where?" Another voice called. "Over here." The blood smelling wolf said. "Tim what are you....ah hello little pup." Jeff said smiling. "I told ya we would get lucky here its a gold mine for pups." Tim replied.
"What are you doing out here alone puppy?"The way he said it would make you want to jump off a cliff and hope that you died in the process.
"Looking for a pack."Logan replied as strong as she could make her voice.
"Really?I know where a nice pack is....its called my stomach!" Jeff said as he dashed over to Logan.Logan clawed his face before she ran as fast as her legs could carry her.The two wolves were right behind her,the wolves leaped their big bodies making them faster.Logan kept running her heart beating out of her chest.She was scared more scared then being alone.She was so scared that only adrinaline was keeping her alive.

The wolves finally gave up the chase.Logan kept running though,she kept running until she heard some voices.She laid down on the snow her heart still beating,but the voices had an interesting sound that sounded like honey.She smiled before she padded over to a group of them with a shaky member....These wolves are the ~Voco In Ignis~ Pack..Logan's home....