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Yellow

 Yellow, healer of Forest Pack, has always been unique in some ways. She’s always been a snappy thing, but would sacrifice herself for her pack. She’s never revealed her backstory to anyone. Not even Killer knows the secrets behind her past, and she wants to keep it that way!

She was never interested in healing. Heck, Yellow never even wanted to be a healer.

Bio

Yellow
Destcribtion:

Tan Female German Shepherd

Pack:

Forest Pack

Healer

Role:
Personality:

She always imagined herself as a leader—strong, powerful, wise. But OF COURSE, she of allllllll dogs got chosen to be a healer apprentice. She never fully understood why, but wasn’t going to question it, because being a healer was probably the closest to being wise and powerful she could get.

Yellow had seen spirit dogs before in her dreams. She had met Goti, Forestmoon, and Mountainmoon (even though he was a big grump and didn’t want to talk). They had warned her of many things and silently led her pack through each problem they faced. As she got older, she learned how to see the omens in the clouds and sometimes in the smallest bush! Her ancestors, and even the Great Leader Dog—the one who controlled even the oldest Forest and Mountain Pack leaders—left omens for her. Of course, sometimes they couldn’t just TELL HER outright instead of prophecy after prophecy. Ugh.

Caring, protective, strong-willed, responsible, and brave

Status:

Alive, currently healer of Forest Pack

relationship:

None

Killer walked into the burrow and saw Wave organizing a few lavender stalks while Yellow wrapped them up for storage. “I see a little helper,” Killer said as he neared Yellow.
“Yes, she’s been coming in here every day, helping me sort out the lavender and chamomile.” Wave looked up from the herbs she was sorting, her eyes shining with delight. “When I’m old enough, I’m going to be a healer!”
Yellow pushed herself to her paws. “We need to talk somewhere private, I’m guessing.” Killer rolled his eyes; Yellow had many years of wisdom, and it was almost like she could read Killer’s mind. Killer walked out of the burrow, and Yellow followed as they went through the thorned tunnel into the forest.

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