Back story (she has earned it): Rejected by both parents shortly after birth, this spunky little girl would have died had I not done something. She seemed healthy, not sick and full of life, but her parents shoved her away whenever she tried to crawl near. Frantically, I tried to find her a home, since lair space and resources both were limited. No one would take her. I fed her daily, hoping each morning that a new home had been found. None ever was. She grew up under my care, growing larger and stronger. Her shrill cries filled the lair as she played and pounced on the live insects I brought her, my way of teaching her to hunt and kill for herself. She never did kill one, just played with them. She liked to bring them to me when she was done playing for me to dispatch before she would consent to eat it. This little girl was a lover, not a fighter. Service to the High Fire Lord, something a few of her siblings had been chosen for, was not in her future. She wouldn't, or couldn't kill. She was unfit for battle. She sleeps curled as close to me as she can. She has earned a permanent place at my hearth and in my heart. I'm just not sure what to do with her. She is no guardian, for sure. What should she become?
Breed change and name suggestions welcome:
