This is my aurion wolf, Heilor. 
Now here is his info.
Name:
Heilor
Gender:
male ♂
Age:
17 years
Tribe:
Hakari
Rank:
Beta
Personality:
He can be overly cocky at times, but usually he is sensible and intelligent. He can also be very charming when he wants to. He is fierce in battle and uses his agility and sped to his advantage. He's not the most sociable type, but he will sometimes strike up a conversation with a stranger.
Main Element:
ice / water
He can turn ice into water and manipulate ice.
Brief (or not) History:
He was born into the tribe from from average parents, they weren't neccessarily special or anything. At a young age others started to notice his skill for fighting. He wasn't the strongest or the bravest or the most experienced. He was simply quite intelligent and used it frequently against his maybe not so smart opponents. He could think of a strategy quickly and was always ahead of his opponent, guessing their next move. His mother was killed in a brutal attack by a wolf of the Yami tribe. His father went after the wolf, seeking revenge. He was also killed; the other wolf didn't even seem to care about what he had done and simply trotted off nonchalauntly back to his tribe. This had devasted Hielor. His life slowly started to spin out of control. Then one day the wolf from the Yami tribe appeared again, seeking to kill another innocent member of the Hikari tribe.
Heilor killed the wolf be fore he could harm anther member of their tribe. He felt as if now that he had avenged his parents death life could go back to normal....
Other:
His mask is made out of a very large raven skull. The bird promised him that he could have his skull once he died because he knew that his death was near. The raven considered it an honor to know that such a noble creature would be able to use his body because he would no longer need it once he was dead. On the strings that hold the mask to his head hang to raven feathers from the same bird. The feathers have hints of purple and blue when seen in the sunlight.
Yep, I suck at writing histories. CX
Now here is his info.
Name:
Heilor
Gender:
male ♂
Age:
17 years
Tribe:
Hakari
Rank:
Beta
Personality:
He can be overly cocky at times, but usually he is sensible and intelligent. He can also be very charming when he wants to. He is fierce in battle and uses his agility and sped to his advantage. He's not the most sociable type, but he will sometimes strike up a conversation with a stranger.
Main Element:
ice / water
He can turn ice into water and manipulate ice.
Brief (or not) History:
He was born into the tribe from from average parents, they weren't neccessarily special or anything. At a young age others started to notice his skill for fighting. He wasn't the strongest or the bravest or the most experienced. He was simply quite intelligent and used it frequently against his maybe not so smart opponents. He could think of a strategy quickly and was always ahead of his opponent, guessing their next move. His mother was killed in a brutal attack by a wolf of the Yami tribe. His father went after the wolf, seeking revenge. He was also killed; the other wolf didn't even seem to care about what he had done and simply trotted off nonchalauntly back to his tribe. This had devasted Hielor. His life slowly started to spin out of control. Then one day the wolf from the Yami tribe appeared again, seeking to kill another innocent member of the Hikari tribe.
Heilor killed the wolf be fore he could harm anther member of their tribe. He felt as if now that he had avenged his parents death life could go back to normal....
Other:
His mask is made out of a very large raven skull. The bird promised him that he could have his skull once he died because he knew that his death was near. The raven considered it an honor to know that such a noble creature would be able to use his body because he would no longer need it once he was dead. On the strings that hold the mask to his head hang to raven feathers from the same bird. The feathers have hints of purple and blue when seen in the sunlight.
Yep, I suck at writing histories. CX
