Name: Shaydra
Gender: Female
Sign: Scorpio
Pack: Scorpio?
Rank: A subordinate with the ambition of becoming a warrior
Age: soon 3
Discription: [I saw no description for what colors a Scoprio should have, but I'll change if I do something "illegal" against the colors.] Shaydra is quite large for being a female. She's yellow-eyed and quite dark in the fur. It's gray, not black, but when it shadow she looks quite black. Shaydra is not scarred yet, but she's planning to become that - by fighting. Her goal is to become a warrior. Though, she have one visible scar. And it's running from the top of her head down to the cheek. Her left ear is torn off by it, and it almost crosses the eye. But she has taken no harm from this, a reminder of a pups game.
Personality: Shaydra is fierce, determined and respectful. She would never dare to go against the word of a higher ranked, even if she thought the decision pretty foolish and very non-good, non-gaining. But she know she is in no position to question them, and thus, she does not. She is loyal to her pack, and the friends she have. Still quite young, she is playful sometimes.
History: When Shaydra was little, she was in "fight" with another pup. The whole thing resulted in a scar, and quite a lot of pain. The other wolf managed to get her down a crack or slope of some sort, and her left ear was torn off and she scratched her face. But her hearing did not go away, so she is perfect health today. Shaydra then made up her mind, she would become a warrior, so no one could get her down cliffs again. She would not be beaten again.
Powers: Uh... I did not understand if they have the change power as lvl 1 too, but if they have, I guess she's lvl 1..?
RP Example: It was dark, and Shaydra was walking alone, along a riverbank. She was watching her reflection, a gray she-wolf with yellow eyes. Behind her, the leaves were falling, slowly. A wind rustled the crowns, and they felled even more of their clothing. Under her paws, fresh, muddy leaves made soft sounds, and some old and crispy became crumbles under her. It was autumn. And it was beautiful, something compared to northern lights, and the signs.
She padded on, watching her mirror image move as she did. She was alone this night, something she did not mind at all. No, it was quite good to be alone with the thoughts for once. Her eyes swivelled around, taking the surroundings in. There was no one about, and it suited Shaydra just fine. So she padded on, sunken in thoughts, about the past. Though she had not had much time to label "past". She had not even turned three yet.
Shaydras dark form halted, and her hindquarters sank down towards the coverege of leaves. Her rump hit the ground, and she sat still, a breathing, soft statue. A furry statue. Her head was positioned towards the river, her backside to the forest. The tail had curled around her paws, the eyes looked at the steady running water. A small smile was across her face. This was peaceful, alone in the night, with only a river as company.
The she-wolf turned her whole head towards the sky. There, far up, the stars burned brightly, like torches. She saw many familiar constellations, signs among them. Her mouth was slightly open, as if gasping in awe. But she made no sign. Even her breath was quiet, not the usual panting. She was looked like somebody had sculptured the feeling of serenity, so calm and still she was, sitting on the riverbank, gazing at the water.
Password: AST
Shaydra, Watch My Shadow Die
Lol, -jabs Aries with stick- 
