ＡＳＨＥＮ ＷＯＯＤ - ˢᵉᵐᶤ ˡᶤᵗ ʷᵒˡᶠ ʳᵖ - accepting

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"ＴＨＥＲＥ ＷＥＲＥ ＤＡＹＳ ＷＨＥＮ ＥＡＣＨ ＨＯＵＲ
ｗａｓ ａ ｗａｒ ｉ ｆｏｕｇｈｔ ｔｏ ｓｕｒｖｉｖｅ."

Name: "Uh, it's Exodus. I named myself, actually, after everything that, er, happened. I didn't want any part of my past sticking with me. You know what an exodus is, don't you? No? Well, it's a departure from somewhere. You might know me by the name from my past, which is Gentry. That one meant well-born or noble, something I no longer am. I have no nicknames. I mean, what would you shorten Exodus to? Exo? I prefer the whole thing."
Age: "I'm three years old. Really, it's lucky that I'm so young. I haven't had enough bad experiences to put me too far back in life, and it's always easy for a younger wolf to restart if things don't work out. I was born in the fall, but have no memory of that day."
Gender: "Oh, I'm a male, I assure you. No female parts here."
Pack: "I found Dakota one year ago, and lucky for me, she was looking to expand his pack. I joined her out of want of a pack, and not necessity. I do just fine as a loner, quite honestly, though I'd much prefer having a whole group that watches out for me. I believe we're called the Ashen Wood Pack, but I'm not one for remembering names."
Rank: "I'm a pretty well-rounded wolf and doing most jobs within a pack, so ranking me is kinda difficult. At the time of my joining, Dakota needed more warriors than hunters, so that's the rank that was chosen for me. Fortunately, if the time ever calls for it, I could easily swing into the rank of hunter without any problems."


"ＴＨＥＲＥ ＷＥＲＥ ＮＩＧＨＴＳ ＦＵＬＬ ＯＦ ＮＩＧＨＴＭＡＲＥＳ，
ａｎｄ ｉ ｄｒｅａｄｅｄ ｃｌｏｓｉｎｇ ｍｙ ｅｙｅｓ．"

Description: While most call Exodus black on the first look at him, this is only a part of his fur. He's an interesting pattern and is quite different from most of the gray wolves seen around the pack. The ebony fur is the easiest to see, as it sits on his back, the front of all four legs, and forms a mask around his orange eyes. On first inspection, it's easy to mistake, but when he turns, something else is revealed. Exodus has a gap of white fur that starts mid-body and goes down his belly, to his chest, and down the back of his legs. His tail is also evenly split, black on top and white on bottom. But there's also a little bit of brown and red in there, only seen in the light. Exodus is a little larger than the average male, standing at thirty four inches and weighing somewhere around ninety pounds. He has the muscles of a fighter, but he also has the long, sleek legs of a runner. These qualities cause him to be average at everything he partakes in. Like all wolves, Exodus has a few imperfections. The most noticeable is on his back legs, where he was burned. The skin is blackened, and no fur will grow on a few spots on his hind legs.


"ＴＨＥＲＥ ＷＥＲＥ ＳＫＩＥＳ ＴＨＡＴ ＢＵＲＳＴ ＯＰＥＮ
ｗｉｔｈ ａ ｄｏｗｎｐｏｕｒ ｔｏ ｄｒｏｗｎ ｍｅ ａｌｉｖｅ."

Disposition: Like Exodus's outside, his inside is strange, shaped by his bumpy past and what kept him going. First off, this is an extremely hardy wolf. He can adjust to any situation or environment, as he's best in all sorts of extremes. He's completely fine working on his own, but can just as easily function in a group. He gets along with the nice and the mean, knowing what to say to both to get them on his side. Insults roll off his shoulders, and he has such a high tolerance of pain that hurting him physically doesn't even give a wolf looking to harm another any satisfaction. Because of this, Exodus is mostly left alone by those that we would call bullies. What kind of foolish bully goes after someone who can't be bullied?

Another quality of Exodus is that he is a very skilled liar. Having lived so long with a pack that discriminated against him and did not believe in love while he loved another, he had to pretend that he was just like the rest of them so he would not be chased away. He became very good at this and now can get another wolf to believe whatever he wants them to believe. There are times that even Exodus believes his own lies, which can get him into trouble.

The first thing you might notice about him, however, is that he is a large flirt and can even go so far as to be called a sycophant. This comes from those years that Exodus spent without anyone showing that they even knew he existed. He longs for love and would go to any length to get it. There are times, unfortunately, that his mind tells Exodus that someone has fallen for him. He sees facial cues and gestures from them that enforce this belief and sometimes hears the wolf in his mind, speaking to him telepathically. Exodus becomes obsessed with the wolf he believes is in love with him, returning it, even if its unwanted. And to Exodus, gender doesn't matter. There is no discrimination for him between males and females. If his mind tells him a male has fallen in love with him, then so be it.

"ＢＵＴ ＴＨＥ ＷＯＲＬＤ ＴＯＯＫ Ａ ＳＰＡＲＫ ＬＩＫＥ Ａ ＭＡＴＣＨ ＩＮ ＴＨＥ ＤＡＲＫ,

ａｎｄ ｔｈｅ ｆｉｒｅ ｂｒｏｕｇｈｔ ｍｅ ｔｏ ｌｉｆｅ."

History: Exodus was born into a pack that didn't really care for the puppies. They viewed them as weak and something that was no benefit to the pack. Their mothers were forced to give up time that could be spent bettering the pack in order to feed them, and food was lost to the hungry mouths that seemed to gulp down everything in sight. Because of this, it was not the alpha that were allowed to breed, but the omegas. As the most useless wolves of the pack, they were not needed to hunt or fight and could 'waste time' caring for puppies. Unfortunately, from day one, Exodus and his siblings were disliked.

Growing up, they were mostly left to their own devices. No one really cared if the tiny pups were taken away by hawks or foxes, and in fact, several of them were. While some of his siblings fell into the idea that they were destined for death, Exodus strived to gain his mother and father's attention, trying to do his best at everything to get some of their love. He watched the adults to learn how to hunt and fight and began to practice on his own. In fact, that's all he ever did. Practice, practice, practice! Because of this, he was the only one of his siblings to live, as he could fight of the predators that tried to attack and knew what to look out for and how to feed himself. At one, he was actually looked at as a member and was allowed to go on hunts, but they also began to corrupt his mind.

See, his 'family' was a pack that genuinely believed they were the only wolves that should be in the world. They traveled to other packs in order to destroy them and were viewed as a very negative thing. Exodus took on the beliefs of his family and looked down on other wolves. That is, until he met a pretty little loner at the age of two. They were going to kill her, as they killed every wolf they came across, but in a moment of compassion, he stepped in front of his pack and spared her life. She was allowed into their ranks, as long as Exodus watched her carefully, which he did. He fell in love, and so did she.

They lived happily within the pack for half a year, and she taught him the things he would never learn from his family - how to love, compassion, and joy. And then, one evening, a fire started in the trees. Exodus ran, and so did she, but he was faster than her, and though she tried her best to keep up, she fell behind. The last memory he holds of what could have been his mate are her high-pitched screams as the fire engulfed her. He spent exactly one month alone, and during that time he realized how wrong his family had been. They were not the best wolves in the forest. In fact, most had perished from the fire. He changed his name, not wanting to be associated with the wolf he once was. He found his new family as his burns were mending and fell into their ranks, ready to change his ways.


"ＳＯ Ｉ'Ｍ ＦＡＮＮＩＮＧ ＴＨＥ ＦＬＡＭＥＳ ＴＯ ＣＬＩＭＢ ＳＯ ＨＩＧＨ,
ｂｅｃａｕｓｅ ｔｈｅｒｅ'ｓ ｎｏ ｏｔｈｅｒ ｗａｙ ｗｅ ｃａｎ ｓｔａｙ ａｌｉｖｅ．"

Mother: Alyss - deceased
Father: Troy - deceased
Siblings: Too many to name - most deceased
Crush: None currently, soon to change.
Mate: None
Pups: None

[wolfie.]

@Talin; accepted c:

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[WishMo_On]

Amber ~ 2 years old ~ Female

Colour & Size Amber is a pure white wolf, whom has slender legs and her coat is very fluffy. Despite Amber's coat she is rather small and fragile for her age. However it is her bright yellow eye's that catch the attention of other wolves. Even though Amber's pelt is naturally a pure white, she isn't bothered if she gets dirty. Her small build doesn't stop her from her energetic personality or from running through the forest to chase small prey - her favourite thing to do when she isn't needed by a pack member.

Pack & Rank Healer, Hollow Hills Pack.

Crush or Mate Amber is currently a lone wolf with no mate, however she is interested in becoming someones mate as she has a plans to one day have pups of her own.

Personality Amber has many different personality traits, she can be a very shy, quiet wolf who doesn't quite know how to get along with the other wolfs. She is a very independent wolf however and will tend to keep to herself. Despite preferring to be alone she is always trying to help keep the pack safe, and protected. Amber finds it very hard to trust others but is slowly becoming more confident within her new pack life. Amber has a very protective side to her as she grew up with a very rough childhood. She is often seen wandering the perimeter keeping an eye out for other wolf packs or general danger to the pack. Amber often finds it hard to let down her barrier, even with someone pushing to get in, she can get a little snappy if another wolf doesn't give it a rest. Amber one day hopes to have a litter of pups, but she is worried that she won't be a good enough mother and she is also scared that there isn't any males out there that would possibly love her for who she is. Amber can also be rather confident within herself as a young she-wolf, although she will never believe she is 'beautiful' or 'good enough'. She is normally in the middle of all the drama, she hates to miss out, if there is a fight you can guarantee Amber will be in the front row to supervise making sure the fight will be stopped if it gets out of hand. Despite her small size, she can fight and hunt really well. When Amber isn't tending to other wolves in the pack she will be off wondering the woods practicing her skills. She has no queries about what the others think of her hyperactive yet shy quiet personality. Even if she does have some self-esteem and trust issues.

History Before joining her new pack as a puppy she hid beneath some bushes and waited for her brother to come find her, however she heard barks and growls. She stayed hidden until the forest was quiet once again. She wandered back to the den site to find her parents had been killed by another packs fighters. She was terrified, and lost. She was only very young and now all alone, she felt like she had been forgotten. Luckily for this young pup an elder female of a nearby pack had smelt her out, she encouraged the young one to come out and she become her new mother caring for her until she was fully grown, she protected Amber like her own pup. Not long after Amber became a fully grown young she-wolf her 'mother' passed away, leaving a hole in Amber's chest. Amber set out in search for a new pack that would accept her. Due to her rough childhood she wanted to join this new pack as a healer in hope she could help keep her new friends protected. Despite the almost constant pain she feels, that longing to see her 'mother' again she will keep powering forward to help in anyway she possibly can.

[mindless.]

ｂｏｒｅａｌｉｓ.

• Hey, wait up! This here is our lovely miss Borealis. Many call her Alice. A four year old female. A small female, she has a lanky, slender body and a narrow head. Her legs are long and agile, and her fur short. A huge con in the winter. It is a russet color, a few white patches seperating it. There is a peppering of black in varying places as well. Yes, she is an Etheopian wolf. You will figure out how she ended up here as we discuss her past. Now we will get a little more personal here.


• Why do you keep running off? For a failry unknown reason, this femme is rather flighty. Many figure her a weak one. scared. While yes, she is, she is also smart. All this running about with light feet and observing small things, she knows a lot more than you think. Borealis is rather observant, not outgoing. Her quiet is mysterious, but she just needs to ensure what she says sounds decent.


• Flighty. Absolutely. Alice here rarely sticks around to let anyone get her name or even a word out of her. Sure, she may watch a pack out of curiosity, but when one begins to approach, she will commonly turn and flee. Her flighty attitude can be aggrevating, the fights it has induced have made it all the worse. This female is relatively unsure of how to react to many wolves, and this causes her to panic and dart soemtimes. but it can save her from trouble.


• Observant. Her flighty and quiet way about the land causes her to get away with wandering on pack lands for hours. She is often seen with her eyes containing awe in simple things and her mind working to analyze anything she runs across. She will watch a pack wolf, and if she knows its rank, deciphers their duties. She hates to ask for help, so watching others is how she has always learned. Alice still uses that method, her eyes careful and her mind sharp.
• Quiet.If anything is going to irritate you about this female, it is her stubborn quiet ways. Trying to get her name is a feat, and it takes her a little while of silent observing and body language to gain her faith. Alice needs patience, if that is not an attribute to you, this is not someone you should reach out to. She has a light and inncent voice, the only time she is vocal much anymore is when she howls, a strange, foriegn ring to the songs. Her quiet is her way of self defence, no one can know too much or grow too close.





• Why won't you just talk to me? When this female was born, she never expected the turns her life would take. Born in Etheopia, she was to have the normal life of the average Etheopian wolf. She was happy, thriving within a small group of loners, no ranks or anything. Just carefree times. Until the thundership landed. Helicopter, as you may know it. It was full of researchers. Although her and her young friend thought a getaway was their best bet. Darts in their flanks, the two bolted for the hills. Humans figured they would be fine. They had gotten too far for them to find however, and woke to realize this. He was older than she, and taught her by showing her. Hunting and fighting were learned by quiet observation. It was a normal, lonely life. But she was content spending it with her trusty companion she had total faith in. During a carefree jog, they crossed a road. He told her they would play hide and seek. She loved that game, often able to scare him when she found him as she was a silent walker. Hiding her head under her small tan paws she counted in her head. The sound of a car drowned out his pawsteps. Drat. She would have to search harder now. Finishing counting, she jumped up. "Ready or not, here I co--" Her paws skidded to a dusty stop on the road. She still cannot describe the scene. Maw wide open, she felt her eyes stinging as she raced over, nosing him desperately. "No! No! Come on!" Voice craking, she was forced to break down, lying with her head on his side for days in a row. Starving, she eventually was weak enough to fall asleep. Awakening in a strange building, many humans swooned around her. Frgrant food was shoved in her face. It was a while before she was too hungry to resist eating. Her mind was clouded by utter loss. Alice was given an injection and removed from her cage, the sight being a huge mesh net swallowing her up and the sound of a thundership above her and her body lifting from the ground. The medicine made her limp, but her eyes watched below her as she was floating across civilization and soon miles of trees surrounded her. So different from her old home. Set down in the trees and eventually regaining strength, she wanders this land and hopes to discover how to live off it.


• ...oh. Well, what about now? She is a lone wolf, and currently matchless.

[wolfie.]

@s'amomo; Accepted! Very intriguing character by the way. xD

Oh and WishMo_On I've added your character as well. cx

[Popcorns]

ｈｅｌｌｏ, ｉｍxxxx

ａ ｓ ｐ ｅ ｎ xxxx

❝ name;
Aspen
gender;
Male
age;
Four years
rank;
Beta Male
pack;
Hollow Hills

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How does one describe themselves? Well, if Aspen's mother was here she'd say how he's a normal wolf, nothing special. But she's not. Honestly, Aspen knows that he's arrogant and a bit selfish as an individual. When the pack is concerned, he's all for the community. The wolf would spend his whole time out in the woods until everyone's fed. Don't want the pack to grow small, do we?

Some call him ruthless and that he has no mercy. That's true when it comes to his peers, but to pups, elders, and the alpha Aspen can be more tolerable. It's best to not try to annoy him because he'll snap your ears off. He's an outspoken wolf, if something's bothering him, he'll let you know in a not so gentle way. You can trust him that he won't back stab you though, that's one low Aspen won't sink to.

Behind all his rude remarks, he enjoys talking with others. It's a great way to pass time. Although it may not seem like it, he's an approachable wolf. Just don't act stupid. Think about what you say before you say it. If you do happen to act dumb, Aspen won't hesitate to poke a little fun at you and use lots of sarcasm, or not. It's honestly common sense. You were born with it, just use it. Save everyone else pain by not asking your dumb, questions that you obviously know the answers to.

ｔｈｅｙ ｃａｌｌ ｍｅxxx

xxxxx

ｓａｇｅ xxx

❝ name;
Sage
gender;
Female
age;
Five years
rank;
Healer
pack;
Ashen Wood

❞

Sage is a quiet wolf. She keeps her thoughts and opinions to herself and doesn't speak out of turn, the perfect submissive wolf. Why is she this way though? She's not an omega, nor was she beaten as a pup, so why so quiet? Simply, Sage prefers to talk with her body rather then her voice. She's more of a hands on she-wolf, hence why she's a healer. In all the herbs and flowers is where she feels truly at home among her pack.

Sage is a no-nonsense kind of gal. She likes to get straight to the point without all the unnecessary stops. She's rather determined when it comes to doing her job, but that's about it. Some may call her boring, others just say she's not one for conversation. It doesn't bug Sage though, what they say about her. She hears everything everyone says, but never really takes it to heart. She doesn't believe a pack can thrive on top of nasty words said to each other.

If Sage had ever shown an interest in males, she'd most likely make a great mother. Her caring and quiet nature allows her to listen to others. She basically becomes a living wall for others to rant at. She doesn't add her own two cents as she just nods and gives a supportive gesture every once in awhile to show that she's listening. To her though, letting others let out all their emotions and dump them on her shoulders, well it's just another part of her job. There's three aspects to being healthy; physical, mental and social. By letting them rant to her, she can also satisfy that mental part of being healthy.

[wolfie.]

@Popcorns; Yep, no problem. What genders are they?