Dawn (Aka White Jinx)

Full Name: Dawn
Nickname and Name Meaning: White Jinx is her nickname because before she was left for dead on a cold winter night as a young pup her pack saw her as bad luck just because she was born with a different coat color and bad coincidences began happening to the pack after she was born.
Rank: she was to be the alpha of her pack but once she was labeled as the bad luck of the pack she became a simple omega.
Pack or Alliance: she prefers to stay out of other packs' business to avoid gaining unwanted enemies.
Gender: Female
Mate:She has none and is unsure if she ever will.
Pups: She has dreamt about having pups of her own since she was just a pup but has given up that dream as no one would want a discarded female.
Age: Dawn is 2 years old but she has been known to act like she is either a young pup or an old elder
Personality: Dawn is a weary suspicious wolf who has a very warm heart once you get past her shell but not many have been able to. She is very honest and trustworthy but unfortunately many only see her as a liar and back stabber thanks to the untruthful rumors spread to other animals and packs by her once upon a time family and friends.
Traits: Dawn is loyal as well as truthful and honest and even if it's not in her best interest she is always looking out for the weaker animals and defending them even though they outcast her just because of a few well placed words. Dawn is kind and very maternal, having been known to lead lost babies back to their families safely or warning off threats from den's with young children or babies inside and if the female is pregnant with no mate she has been seen bringing food to the den.
History: Dawn has always been alone since the day she was born, the only time she was with someone was when a female who lost her pups was picked to feed her but other then the random females nursing her she has always been alone.
Looks:Dawn is a pure white she-wolf whose fur is scruffy but not so scruffy that she looks like one of those sad dogs whose never seen a brush, no her fur is combed out and clean of dirt but it has became rougher from years of running through brush and rubbing her body against trees to scratch an itch she can't reach. Her eyes are a soft golden color that seem to stare right into a animal's soul and see the true person inside but at the same time soft enough to reassure any scared pups or cubs. While we're staring at her face you'll notice a bright pink scar slashed across her muzzle, that is from her pack when they exiled her and decided leaving her to die in the cold was not enough and tried to kill her but before they could she managed to knock them off and ran off, never to be seen again by them. Around her neck is a crystallized golden flower with a blue center that seems to glow under any type of light. How is such a beautiful and unique but rare flower able to hang onto her neck without falling off or getting damaged? Well it is protected by her fur when she is running, hunting, and fighting but when she is not doing any of those it is held around her neck by a thick vine that sits snug against her chest which allows her to run as well as fight and hunt without fear of getting choked or the flower being ripped off and stolen.