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Name: Torquise(name called by the wovles-Ani`eksa)
Age:19 winters ( as time estimated)
Race: Human (though considers herself more forest guardian)
Eyes: Light forest green (unless healing and/or seeking the cause of illness or wounds)
Hair: Black
Height: slightly over 5 ft 5in
Weight:125
Form of dressing: Usualy a simple wool gown cut to rest off her shoulders. Long to the floor and usualy having leaves or some sort of threaded pattern in the material that can be hypnotizing to her patients in times of healing.
In the forest:------ usualy nothing

*in the forest deep as wolves and animals sleep soft footsteps fall and a soft voice gives life to a ancient call.*

I am not sure of myself in my past,

All I can clearly remember is a cold winters snow fall and my first hearing of the wolves.I as well remember the humans I was with running and fighting with others but the human female had left me in the bushes as if hiding me from danger. Later when all was quiet I woke to find WhiteWolf and DarkOne her mate beside me as well as the others. I was but a small child and remember a old old grandmother teaching me the ways of the animals and forest, and much of the healing herbs and plants in the forest.

I was want to spend nights with the wolves and animals instead of sleeping in my soft bed between walls and always did whitewolf and her mate welcome me. Then came the day grandmother passed away. WhiteWolf and her pack came and took the dead form away leaveing me to wonder. I cleaned my new home and after takeing only the herbs and books and writeings she had taught me I set fire to the building and sat while it burned. I woke and once more whitewolf and her young and pack lead me to the forest. I grew to know every animal, bush and tree, herb and poison within my home, that as time passed it seemed if the winds where right and they heard me even the trees would offer me shade or the springs make themselves known if water was in need.

Then came the day I saw others like myself. I was human, not wolf but as I grew thinking myself as my forest home guardian I didn’t look for others of my own kind. Ladys in gowns, males not alpha, courting them and it brought a longing to my heart. Confused I returned to my home wandering now and then to go and see more. One day I crept in stealing a robe and hideing as only I could I watched. I did not know whitewolf followed knowing her odd “cub” was getting ready to leave when I did not myself.

Returning to the forest I found my family waiting. Ashamed I went to Whitewolf and DarkOne and yet….. I found wrapped packages of food and water, even a mysterious cloth id never seen before. A gown and horrid shoes though I never wear them. Though I have left my home to reside among my own race, still I sleep in the forest and run with the pack and sit under the moon, but now, I have a place among those who walk and breath and live as humans, as even I am. A healer, as I was among my forest family…..