[Hircine]

Name: Luxairre, goes by Luxe.
Age (at most 200 years): 85
Gender: Female
Antler type: Big Horn Sheep
Marking Types: Iberian Lynx, Sunda Clouded Leopard, Bobcat
Region: North
Rank: Defender
Parents: Mother was named Yunabairre, she was an albino and passed down her white coloration she lived to 205 before she passed on. Father is Callisto, an elder at the age of 178.
Personality: Luxe is bullheaded and caring all at once. She couldn't care less about what anyone thinks about her, just as long as no one wants to insult her family. Some would make fun of her mother for taking such a younger mate and Luxe takes deep offense to those who called her mother a cradle robber.
Story:
This story starts with an aged mother, a youthful father, and a litter of one pup. The day started simple enough, the sun rose on the family as the pup pranced in the sunlight of the 25th year of her life. Mother watched thoughtfully as the light played off of the puppy's horns and the Father smiled softly as pup wound though his front legs as he padded to mother. "Where have you been?" She spoke in her soft voice, light shining off of the metal decorations on her elk antlers. "Elsewhere, You know I've hunter business to deal with." The white wolf laughed softly, "Hunter business is it?" "Papa, what kind of hunter business?" The little one yapped curiously, nuzzling her fathers chest with a curiosity only a puppy could hold. "Important stuff dealing with the two of you." He said with a sad smile set upon his jaws and a half hearted glint in his eyes.

"Dealing with us? Callis what is this about?" She stands, nudging the pup to the side and nuzzling her mate worriedly. "Is it about us again?" She whispered softly watching her only surviving pup prance into the brush nearby. "Why can't they just accept that I'm happy here at your side?" Callisto sighed softly and licked his mates muzzle, "It's the age thing they can't get. If I were thirty years older they'd hold no grudge. We must do the best we can to deal with them for Luxes' sake. I can't imagine what would happen should they get the wrong idea." The younger wolf shook out his fur and glanced at his only daughter who was chasing a butterfly excitedly.

"Anything for her."


Facts:
Defenders wear shin guards.
Larger Antlers mean the older they are.
Pups must earn any decoration.