Blakeus7658

Appearance:
She has dark charcoal grey fur, with light silver tinted fur on her back. She has black eyes, a black snout, and a black tail. Her outfit changes from season to season, but generally she can be seen wearing overalls with raven feathers sown in, as well as a raven feather necklace.

Beginnings:
The moment her parents laid eyes upon her charcoal grey fur, they were horrified. Blake's dull grey coat was in great contrast to her mother and father's autumnal colored pelts, colors they had always prided themselves. Those who wore such colors were said to come from an ancient and powerful bloodline. They would be seen as close to royals as commoners could get. Thusly, a child who did not meet their supposed standards was not their child in their eyes. If anyone else saw her, her parents would be laughed and scrutinized out of the group. So, without another thought, they cast their newborn pup into the wild, left to fend for herself in a harsh, cold land.

She never knew her parents, she never got to know. She had always assumed she was some sort of hellspawn born out of the earth itself, or artificially made by some sorcerer. A freak of nature, an abomination, a monster... However it was she came into the world, she soon learned she would have to manage on her own. With no one to teach her, she had to build her own set of survival skills.

A Life of Wandering
For all her life, Blake knew no place to call home. She had her semi-permanent huts and shelters from time to time, but she spent most of her days wandering. Through abandoned villages, huge cities, vast oceans, and more. Though she was content in her nomadic way of life, she couldn't help but feel an aching feeling in her heart. An aching for a home, a community. She had often wondered if there were others like her, others that looked like her, lived like her. But so far, there was no one. She wondered if she was the only person in the world sometimes, the only one left after some catastrophic event. She knew it was most likely an exaggeration by her own mind, though she still felt incredibly alone...One day, she happened to stumble upon a small town next to a lake. Unlike most times were she found a place was a ghost town, this time she was surprised to find another soul. But not just any soul, a person that looked like her! She had reunited with her kind at last.

Kindling Friendships
At last, she had finally found someone else like her. His name was BeastlyBrock, a tall Vul with orange and white fur, and green eyes. He was the owner of this small town, Sparport he called it, a town which was a part of the greater nation of Vulpinia. An entire nation of Vuls.. Blake knew this was the place she had been looking for all her life. Home.

She quickly got to work in her new home in Sparport. She had always had a passion for brewing, though she wasn't very good at it. Luckily, her new friend Brock just so happened to be one of Eldham's top brewmasters, and he enthusiastically took her under his wing as an apprentice brew master. Over the past several years (only a little over a week in irl time), Brock has taught her many of his own secrets to brewing. She went from barely being able to brew, to being able to mass brew five star drinks in just a few years. And she's only getting better. With two taverns of her own, she hopes to become a brewmaster herself one day.

Family?
As time went on, Blake got to know the people of Vulpinia more, and kindled more friendships. She was especially interested in a particular Vul named Pom. A Vul with bright orange fur just like Brock and Shibs, and Black eyes, just like hers. She couldn't help but feel an odd sense of familiarity with them, as if they had some strange bond neither of them truly understood. Little did anyone know, that bond may go much deeper than they ever realized.