Username: Bloodyrosethorns1
Name: Ketaro
Rank: warrior of the wind elemental
Abilities: Fierce swordsman and can transform into anyone and anything
Powers: His blood turns to acid when shed
Appearance:

Wolf form:


Bio: Ketaro grew up admiring Navi from affar. Deciding that he should be by her side he worked his way fiercely to the top succeeding his goal. Completely laying over his life to her, he would do anything she told him to, even at the cost of his own life. Ketaro was misunderstood and widely shunned because of his love of blood and gore and also his power that he wielded so easily and deadly. He is also known widely because he's never been so much as scratched in battle.

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Jazereth stood on a hill overlooking her pack's camp. It was a pleasantly warm morning and there was a soft breeze gently tossing her hair. 'Oh father, if only you could see how peaceful we have become', Jazereth thought to herself. She heard a soft tredding behind her and turned to see a messenger. Jazereth's eyes narrowed. Messengers being sent so close to the Feast of the Elements was never a good sign. "Yes?", she said with a crisp tone. The messenger bowed and handed her the small scroll. Jazereth took the scroll seeing how skinny the poor scrapper wolf was. "Young pup", she said in a softer voice,"Go down to the camp and get a bite to eat." Seeing the gratefullness in the pup's eyes she turned her back on him to read the scroll. Her eyes widening in terror, Jazereth tucked the scroll into her kimono and leaped off the hill, transforming into a wolf just before she landed. She ran as fast as she could towards the camp to tell them the horrifying news.