Kris story

Kristina was born on September 6th, 1993 deep in the Black Forest in Germany. Being born in the black forest was were the young female got her last name. Being part of the Black Forest pack was different than most and so were the wolves that once called that place home. On the dark night her mother went into labor the pack was out hunting for the upcoming storm they felt was coming. Living in the wild most members of the pack were wild at heart; they gave into the wild side and either ran off to join the wilds or stayed and enjoy what life the pack had to offer. Though the pack was thriving there was a threat laying over their head, a fight just waiting to break out in a moment’s notice. A long line of Wolves and Witches fought over the forest wanting the powers and great things the forest had to offer. Kristina wasn’t born pure of blood like most in her pack. She was conserved between a wolf elder and a witch, the two both felt the need to combine the two blood lines and unit them both.<br>
	The pack had little knowledge of the child coming into be and the witch’s feared what the child might become but at the same time they knew the child might also bring a great change to the forest. On the day of her birth the female went through a secret ritual to bless the child into their coven even before she opened her eyes. The forest and the ancestors seeing this as a blessing the gave the young female everything it had to offer, making her stronger than most witches and wolves born into this world. After the ritual the young female’s father got wind of her birth and attacked the Alpha of their pack, he knew the only way the child would live was if he took over as leader but sadly the older male was out matched and fell during the fight. When the leader of that time found out why he challenged the Alpha’s eldest child set out into Witch’s land to find the child and bring it before his father. Reaching the lands, the wolves dared not set foot in the coven agreed to take the child to the child’s other half and let them see her for themselves. <br>
	Reaching the pack lands the Alpha grew pissed, breaking what little peace the leader’s parents fought so hard to start between the coven and the pack. Watching the newborn in its mother’s hands he could decide weather to end the child and the coven that brought it here or take the child in to teach it their ways. After hours of long conversation, the coven and pack came to a new agreement. The child would be raised by both pack and coven, the other time to two would come together was for the young child. Otherwise they wanted nothing to do with one another and would never do such a thing again. Kristina Black was given her last name, not only was she taken in by the Alpha’s family, but she was also part of the forest and they knew it. From the moment the young female could open her eyes she could do things most pack member’s or coven members could even dream of doing. Most of your young baby life she spent by herself starring off into the darkest parts of the forest, talking and smiling like she knew something they didn’t. Pushing this strangeness aside the pack and coven would teach her all they knew, besides being strange she grew up stronger and smarter than they were expecting. Nothing major really ever happened besides the occasional fight she would get herself in her youth. Beyond that the female didn’t make many friends nor created those ties of the heart besides the one she had with her mother, who died when she was 12 years old. <br>
	On the year of her 16th birthday the young female turned for the first time, the pack and coven came together for the first time in sixteen years to celebrate the female’s first shift. Besides the two-group celebrating the whole forest seemed to shift and change, trees moved, and the ground trembled beneath their feet. During the change the trees wrapped their roots around the young female’s body as her bone snapped and cracked, as if they were trying to protect the female or help her through the pain. When the change was over the pitch-black wolf stood on her weak legs for the first time, the roots that wrapped around her limbs began to bloom dark red flowers. Pulling her eyes open were a bright green color, after a moment the roots slipped from around the female and laid back out along the ground around the female. Stepping over the new flowers she would dart off into the darkest part of the forest as if something was pulling her there and she could resist the pull any longer. Deep in the dark she found herself a cave hidden amongst the trees and hills. Inside the cave the female found an old Coven’s ritual sight, the powers within the cave forced the female to shift back into her human self. After shifting to her human self, the female moved to the center of the ritual sight, there something began to change. The candle lite and chanting of voice’s long forgotten began to ring in the female’s ears. Vines began to grow through the cracks and over the old strange markings on the rock floor, slowly crawling towards the female. Instead of wrapping around the female like the last set of vines they would make a circle around the female as she dropped to her knees in pain. Shifting again for a second time but this time was much more painful than the first, her screams of pain echoed thought the tall trees.<br>
	Instead of having pitch black pelt like before the fur that grew in was white as snow and the vines began to grow up and into her fur becoming one with her new form. By the time it was all over the female’s head and front paws where white as snow, but the rest of her body was covered in leaves and branches. The leave as soft as her fur pelt underneath and the branches protected vital spots in her body. As the candles and voice’s dead the female couldn’t help but feel whole, like she was finally one with both side of herself. Walking out of that cave both pack and Coven waiting to see the new female. Shocked by her new form both sides weren’t really sure what to make of this, was she even part of their collectives anymore or had nature turned her into something 100% different.<br>
	Unsure of how to go forward both pack and coven choice to sever their bonds with the young wolf, leaving her to rule over the darkest parts of the forest alone. For the most part she enjoyed the darkness and the quiet. Even though she was alone she could still see and feel the life around her. She could feel the pack hunting and the witch’s doing their month rituals, feeling the souls of just dying animal join the voices that echoed in her head. Even if she was alone, she was never truly alone. She would spend the next six years of her life watching over everyone and everything in the forest. Her history being forgotten by both sides.<br>
	On her 22 year of life the coven leadership had been changed and they felt the strange creature that roamed the forest was a threat and that it was unnatural. In reality their leader was jealous of how in tune to nature she really was. Setting out the coven would hunt Kris down for the next two years. When they did finally catch up to her instead of ending her life the pushed her wolf side down and locked it away and cut whatever abilities she had, leaving her human as possible. Alone and afraid for the first time the female didn’t know where to go or where she fit in anymore. Leaving Germany, the female set out in search of anyone powerful enough to reverse the spell that had her so alone but so far no one has been able to do that.<br>
	After years of searching high and low the female finally settled down in a small town, opened up a bar surrounded by people she barely knows and being alone for so long she almost forgot how to socialize with others and build those bonds she needs to not feel so alone. For now her future is unsure and unpredictable. <br><br>