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Pecola, a Royal who loves to run.

Being born of Royalty, she never was allowed to be like other cubs. She was never allowed to roll around in the dirt, go out and play hunt, learn how to hunt, wear less than appealing clothing, the works! She spent day in and day out reading books and being taught things she already knew. It was boring.

Until she grew, and realized she didn't need to stay inside the castle... as long as father and mother never knew she left.

So she would wait until midnight, where everyone was at their sleepiest, or already asleep, to leave. She'd be as quiet as a mouse on the treck out her window and down the slippery castle roofs. She didn't let almost falling to her death scare her (although it definitely did the first few times she did it), and she explored everything from the village to the farms, to the farms to the might river just a little farther down, and finally, to a town where she eventually grew to call her other home.

She loved it there. The locals were nice, not as neat as her home town, but definitely much more lively. The pups were free to do what they wanted as long as no one got hurt or went missing, adults weren't as stingy, or strict or violent, as hers were with her. Her parents never found out about it until she grew to be a young adult and left the castle to travel, where she just went to live with in her second hometown: the town of Leverins.


(I ain't really good at writing, so please excuse any mistakes or repetitiveness coming from her background!)

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