Oracle Tundra | The True Snow Queen

Name: Oracle Tundra

Age: 4

Requested Rank: Oracle (I am admin)

Element: Ice = Kypo Pack

Power: All Ice Powers

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Personality: Not to be messed with. For certain, it is one of the only ways to describe Tundra. She walks with a sense of authority, talks with an aura of power. She holds her chin high and doesn't let anything bring her down. She's a force to be reckoned with, for sure. She's an amazing ally, an incredible friend, but also your worst nightmare when it comes to being her enemy.

Likes and Dislikes:

Dislikes: Heat, being disrespected, being alone, talking about the past

Likes: Cold, the color blue, being trusted, faithful allies

History: Eyes of ice, pelt of frost, and yet a soul with a blazing fire...

Battle. A blood bath of horrors that never ended. And to grow up with the bloodshed washing over your own paws is even worse. For Tundra, that's how it was, growing up. The deep red always stained her pure white coat. And she was forced to be one of the many who caused it. Her father, the previous Oracle of the Kypo pack, had brought a war upon himself by infuriating the Oracle of Air. He commanded every wolf to join the battle, pups and females included. And indeed, Tundra was just a pup. It seemed as if she had the most at stake as well, being the Oracle's only daughter. And more times that not, she passed the ever-rising-expectations through the art of fighting. She perfected any flaws she obtained, and soon became the most powerful female in the pack.

It was then decided that she was to take over. Furious, her father nearly killed her to keep his rank. In the end, Tundra was forced to end him herself. She had him pinned, and he nearly slipped out from her grip, but she plunged her teeth into his exposed neck. Minutes later, he fell limp and his struggles ceased. She allowed the haunting memory to consume her, and from that day on, she never showed any emotion at all. She always kept a straight face and she never cried, she never smiled. She became leader and everyone followed her orders without question, for her piercing and cold eyes was just daring someone to defy her. She wasn't violent, but she was cruel in a way. With words that could shatter your soul and a voice as steely as metal, you would never meet her eyes again if she was angry for something you did to make her so.

And this has been her life. She has softened a bit over the years, every once in a while allowing that slight smile that could melt anyone's heart. And who knows? Maybe one day she will return to the playful wolf she was before the war. Maybe she will stay cold-hearted. Only time could tell. And while she waits for the day to come that will spell out her destiny, she sits in silence. She stands over her pack like a mother over her pups, and she would throw herself in danger to protect Kypo. She also has her own secret wishes of finding a mate to help her lead, but the chances are slim. For she has never met anyone who has come to like her more than just respecting her for her rank...