I've Seen Both Faces

My first attempt at this beautiful gal <3 I won't be giving up on her easily!

- Handler name: 
Mitchel Hibiscus 

- Faction (prestige breeder or pack leader): PL

- Tribe (if any): Not yet aligned 

-Items or companions (if any): None

Story :
     Mitchel signed softly, his eyes gazing up at the stars. He was 17 and reckless, as put by his tribe. They were small and isolated, which the teen hated. All he wanted in life was to leave their little home and explore the world, but it was a dangerous place with bears an wolves, not to mention the distance, he'd never make it far. A few locals had Tokotas, he was not one unfortunately, otherwise he'd mount up and leave.

      It was early morning when he heard the town elders speaking of two wild Yakones roaming the territory about a mile away from their civilization. Eager to know more, the youngster plopped onto the snow, eyes sparkling as he took in all they spoke of.

     At high noon Mitch was hiking on the outskirts of the woods when, thinking of the words of the elders. They were a brown female and a fairly white female, the ladder given the name two-face. Apparently she was blind in one eye and was...bi-polar. It made him a bit nervous. If she was in a bad mood, it could be game over. Being so wrapped up in his thoughts, he didn't notice something approaching him until he heard a low growl.

   His gaze quickly went up, eye to eye with the one eyed female that was on his mind, he gulped. She was a good two or three yards away, ears laid back, muzzle scrunched as she bared her teeth. He scrabbled back, falling onto his arse, letting out a soft yelp. Her ears perked a bit and her muzzle relaxed, but she just...glared at him. He tilted his head slightly, then slowly stood back up, standing still for what felt like an hour, then slowly moved closer. After moving within a yard away, she got nervous, starting to growl again. Not wanting to push it, he stayed away.

   For hours he flopped around in the snow, making cat calls to the she-wolf, though she showed no interest. Every so often she wandered a bit away, but came back, digging at something that caught Mitch's interest. On her third disappearance, he quickly crawled over. It was a young rabbit, half frozen underground. She was hungry! Quickly he felt up his pockets. 'Blast! No treats!' Suddenly he was sprung upon, apparently the she-wolf wanted to keep claim of the frozen food and most certainly didn't appreciate him being by it. Her teeth snapped at him, luck for him his hair was such a curly mess, he was able to slip out from under her, moving back to his old place, heart racing. He'd never been attacked by a Tokota before, he thought he would have died. Two-Face went back to the meat, digging at it again.

  Hours later it was late into the night, he could barely see her silhouette, but he could hear her hungry groans. Something told him it was best to go home...didn't wanna become a late night dinner for a hungry girl. He struggled onto his feet,  waving to the she-wolf. She eyed him, then turned her head away so her blind eye glared at him. "Alright girl, goodnight," he chuckled a bit nervously, quickly making his way home before Tokota dinner time.