Firmly Grounded {Semi-lit~Wolf Rp~Not Accepting, Open!}

[TrebleMaker]

{You can just put too young if you want. x3, Make something up, I donno. I'm bad with history things. O3o}

[chagrin]

[Yeah, me too xD I guess I'll just put that on for now, and then when something actually happens or if I think of something I'll edit them ...
Does my newborn (Kangee) have a family? You didn't say anything about his parents/siblings.

[TrebleMaker]

{I honestly have no clue at the moment. Give me a second x3, I've got a chart around here somewhere. . .}

[chagrin]

[He is #26. I find him most challenging of all my charies xD I haven't played mean pups before :3]

[TrebleMaker]

{>> I just realized why I got through all those wolves so fast. I forgot to make them parents. Or, if I did, the wolf had died. *Sigh* I need three pairs of wolves to claim two different litters of pups. x3. #26 needs parents, and #19, #24, and #20, and then finally, #25. I've got two wolves who just need a mate, and then they could be parents I guess. Pm me about it.}

[chagrin]

[#19 has a family. He is a sibling to one of my charies. They are pups of the Beta's. At least that's what you told me :3]
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[Both of my charies have mates, one of them is pregnant too... the other not sure if she really is the motherly type...]
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[Just a suggestion, but you can make #25 and #26 siblings so you don't have to go trough double trouble xD]

[TrebleMaker]

{Mhmm, It's official. #25, and #26 are siblings. #19's the Beta's? Wo-ah, I'm wacked up. *Headdesk* Gah, This is why you don't make characters at 2 in the morning, okay guys? Just don't do it. x3}

[chagrin]

[That's what you said... I quote:]

23{Male-1 year-He is kind, charming, quirky, enjoys a good laugh, smart, thinks he is a hero, and caring. He loves his siblings and parents dearly, and hopes he can be just like his father when he grows up.
-He is brother to #22 and #19, his parents are Beta's.}

[TrebleMaker]

::ĴƲƧƬ ѦЄ::

:Name:
-Althea-
:Gender:
-Female / Fae-
:Age:
-6 years old-
:Rank:
-Healer-

::Ɩ'Ɖ βЄ ĦƲИƬЄƉ ҒѲЯ::

:Top coat:
-Her top coat is a completely and utterly midnight black, with a few specks of dark brown that "sugars" her shoulders and the base of her tail.-
:Base coat:
-Again, it's mostly black, but her muzzle has a few specks of white in it from old age and genetics.-
:Eyes:
-A deep, emerald green color that is very bold with her dark fur.-
:Build:
-Actually, Althea has a rather normal build, and if anything would be considered bigger then some other Fae's. Even then, she still is lean and agile like most females.-
:Weight:
-159-160.-

::ƬѲ βЄ ƖИ ѦƳ ƤΔƜ-ƤЯƖИƬƧ::

:Personality:
-Althea is really considerate, and keeps most of her opinions of others to herself. When she wants to speak up, she might flick her tail angrily and stalk off back to the med den, where she tends to stay for hours on end. The only time she might be away from her den is if she is gathering herbs, and even then she refuses to go very far.

Part of her is curious about others, but she doesn't like to ask, or seem pushy, so instead she waits for them to tell her whats going on in their heads. Most of her patients that she treats fully trust her, but their are those odd-balls who are scared of her. Knowing this, yet still not coming out of her den often, makes Althea rather unsociable. The only time she really learns anything is when someone comes in and has nothing better to do then to bring the she-wolf up to date.

Despite being unsociable, Althea is still very kind and tender-hearted. If it were to ever be possible, she would love to have pups of her own one day. At the moment though, she is content with spoiling the young ones in the nursery, bringing them plump rabbits, honey comb, and even the occasional mint leaves.-
:History:
-Althea was born unto Eris, and loves her mother with a stubborn passion. She always tries to stick close to her, and had once been scolded for not thoroughly completed her medicine tasks, all because she refused to part from her mother. Now though, she knows that she needs to keep in her den and complete all needs, be it bee-stings, thorns in wolves paws, or broken bones, Althea can treat it all.

Even knowing the secrets of being a healer, she still finds she can do better with every new patient, and tries to do so.
Once, when she was younger, she wanted to be a hunter, and not a stupid healer, and the current Alpha had allowed her to try it out. When she learned she had to kill a living animal, Althea had rapidly backed away and tripped over her tail. Upon tripping, she had rolled into the freezing lake and had come down with a cold. To this day, she refuses to go near the lake, always sticking to the heavily wooded forests.

After her adventure in the woods, she tried out being a Guard, but that failed miserably. In a battle, Althea had tried her best to take down an older, more mature wolf, but in the end she had only succeeded in loosing eye-sight in one eye. From the loss of her sight in her right eye, is yet another reason why she spends hours in the med den. If you ask her about it, though, she'll simply reply. 'I've got herbs to sort' and then she'll be gone. Or, she might not even answer you and just slink off when you aren't looking.-
:Mate:
-No mate yet.-
:Pups:
-Althea wants them badly, but is content with spoiling the pups of the Pack instead.-
:Crush:
-Nope, not yet atleast.-

::ǤЄƬƬƖИǤ ƬѲ ƘИѲƜ ѦЄ βЄƬƬЄЯ::

:Likes:
-χWaterfalls
χRain
χSun
χFog
χFresh grass
χPatience
χQuiet
χBeing alone
χFreedom
χHunting
χStalking
χBeing in the Med den
χThe Elders
χHer siblings
χEchoes {The sound, not the wolf x3}
χPups
χSpoiling said pups-
:Dislikes:
-χMorons who keep hurting themselves
χWolves who are greedy
χColdness
χWetness
χScratching sounds
χFire
χThunder
χStorms
χWhen she can't wander helplessly in her den
χBeing sociable
χFighting
χRabbit-
:Friends:
-Though Althea has a few friends in the pack, she isn't really around them much.-
:Enemies:
-Oh, she does have her enemies, just refuses to think about them, thus she forgets them. It'll come back to her sometime.-
:Grudges Held:
-She has always wanted revenge on the wolf who caused her to loose her eyesight in one eye, until she learned he dyed in that same battle, know she tries not to seek revenge or hold grudges. Tries and fails.-
:Other:
-N/A-


::ĴƲƧƬ ѦЄ::

:Name:
-Kalyca-
:Gender:
-Female-
:Age:
-1 year old-
:Rank:
-Wants to be Hunter, it is her dream.-

::Ɩ'Ɖ βЄ ĦƲИƬЄƉ ҒѲЯ::

:Top coat:
-Mostly dark brown, with a few touches of a mud-clay color across her shoulders, hips, and back legs.-
:Base coat:
-Her base coat is a generic grey, fading into various shades of black or white.-
:Eyes:
-Just normal, average dark brown eyes. The only difference is that at the edges, farthest from the pupil, they lighten and have a more greenish touch, making the whole eye look hazel.-
:Build:
-At the moment, since she is still a pup, and a runt at that, she is rather thin and scrawny, when she grows up she will have the build of her mother, lean and agile, but still a decent size.-
:Weight:
-86 pounds.-

::ƬѲ βЄ ƖИ ѦƳ ƤΔƜ-ƤЯƖИƬƧ::

:Personality:
-Known for her clumbsiness, Kalyca is always stumbling over something. Be it someone littler then her, or something the size of a grain of sand, she can, and most likely will, trip successfully over it. Despite, as her brothers call it, her 'lack of gravity' she really is a sweet pup that loves to listen to stories and hear about everything you did. Literally, if you don't tell her she will follow you for the rest of the day until you fess up what all you did. She wants to know it all, from when you woke up, to how you killed a squirrel, even who you talked to while you ate. Kalyca is one for details, if something is a hairs length off, she'll quickly fix it then get back to whatever it is she was doing before.

Even though she may be a little clumbsy, and some what OCD -Or, CDO-, she is very caring and wants to have pups of her own when she grows up. And, that fact taken into account, she doesn't like her brothers. Odd, no? While she loves everyone, her brothers can be her worst nightmare at times. They're bigger, stronger, faster, and are far more healthier then little scrawny Kalyca. She hates it that because she is the runt, no one thinks that she is from the same litter. They look older then a year old, while everyone thinks she isn't older then six months. It makes her lips curl every time!

Yes, she needs to grow up a little and get over her brothers being bigger then her, but she also has some other things that she'll probably grow out of as well. Like, for instance, how she wants to trail in her mothers footsteps for as long as she can. Being a pup isn't at all about fun, not to her atleast, and she is, by far, probably the most thoughtful puppy in the history of wolf pups.
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:History:
-Her parents being the Beta's -Saea & Zodie-, she got away with a little more then most, but she tries to not abuse that privilege. One time, when she was just a few months old, she had wandered into the Elders den. Bad move. Ajax had practically chewed her ear off for wandered into his den without permission. Where as Mist and Eris where a little kinder and wanted her to stay for a bit. Kalyca had all but ran out of the den, tail tucked between her legs in fear.

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Another time, and another life lesson, was when she had found her way into the med den. When she saw Althea was sorting herbs, she complained of a sore throat and got a treat. Honey! She ate the honey comb quickly, and when the healer told her to scoot, she hurried off and came back again, the next day, for more. The honey quantity was dwindling rapidly, and Althea thought something might seriously be wrong with the young pup since she kept complaining of a sore throat.

It was an icey day, and Kalyca found that her throat was really sore and achy, so she dragged her paws over to the den and rasped out, 'My throats sore!' Well, this time, Althea thought she was kidding her, and refused to give her anymore honey. Mad, the pup plopped her bum on the floor and growled, 'I'm the Beta's daughter! Give me something for my throat!'

She had never been scolded so fiercely in her life, and her punishmeant, for demanding an elder to do as she directed, was that she had to help Althea for a whole two weaks, and clean the Elders of ticks. Never again had she demanded anything, or had she made up false statements of her health.

:Mate:
-Too young-
:Pups:
-Even more too young,-
:Crush:
-None at the moment.-

::ǤЄƬƬƖИǤ ƬѲ ƘИѲƜ ѦЄ βЄƬƬЄЯ::

:Likes:
-χSneaking around camp
χGetting into other wolves way
χKnowing everyone's business
χEris
χSaea, her mother
χHelping out
χTeacher the younger pups things
χRuffling the elders feathers.
χTricking Althea
χMessing with Alpha's and Beta's.-
:Dislikes:
-χHer brothers
χBerries / Fruit
χForaging
χWhen someone gets hurt
χThe smell of blood
χThe sight of blood
χThe causes of blood
χFear
χAgility
χPatience-
:Friends:
-Open to anyone who can get past her shell.-
:Enemies:
-Ajax, that Brute is way too cranky.-
:Grudges Held:
-Nope-
:Other:
-N/A-


::ĴƲƧƬ ѦЄ::

:Name:
-Percy-
:Gender:
-Male-
:Age:
-3 years old-
:Rank:
-Guard-

::Ɩ'Ɖ βЄ ĦƲИƬЄƉ ҒѲЯ::

:Top coat:
-It's a creamy, off-white that has a few grey streaks running through it when wet.-
:Base coat:
-Again, it's a creamy off-white, but the base is much more grey, mixed with a honey color.-
:Eyes:
-Very dark brown, almost black. They look like bottomless pits, practically.-
:Build:
-Thin and slightly scrawny.-
:Weight:
-153.-

::ƬѲ βЄ ƖИ ѦƳ ƤΔƜ-ƤЯƖИƬƧ::

:Personality:
-Hm, Percy's hard to describe. A loner? A non-dramatic fellow? Someone who doesn't have much patience? Sure, all these things describe him pretty well, actually, almost perfectly, but, that's not just who he is. As a pup he was very creative, imaginative, and plain lovely. Now, though, after everything he has been through, he just doesn't have much left in his life that he cares about. His dad's gone, moms dead, and he so he has begun to socially decline, avoiding wolves who ask questions, demand answers, or don't stop talking. If you can't tell, he has been hanging out with Althea & Tacumsa.

On the outside you may see a depressed wolf who resides in the shadows of places and is an on looker, never inturrupting things. Once you see past his thick shell, you'll see the beauty of him. Percy loves anyone who can make him laugh, like Echo, she was one of the only wolves who could make him crack a smile, even laugh a little, and now she is gone, just like everyone else from his life. He likes to watch the pups play, but soon he falls asleep from their playful bantering, and gets looked down upon by their mothers, so he has been banned from the nursery.

And, to add on to that, he is actually very attached to those around him. Though Percy might not show that he likes you, if you so much as get a rough callus on your paw pad, he'll do his best to make you feel better, to get you to look above the pain and hurt.
:History:
-There was a time when Percy wasn't depressed and sad all the time-Yes, shocking isn't it?-, when he was playful and full of happiness and character. After his mother died, he dropped a few personal touches that made him who he was. Not a week after she died from a hunting accident, his dad left him to fend for himself. Not sure where to look, Percy just started walking around, trying to find some food that might be an easy catch. When crossing the border onto Pack territory, he all but crashed straight into a patrol checking bounderies.

After the run-in with the Pack, he kept coming to the borders, hoping that a patrol would come by and check on him. The Pack, mainly just lower ranked wolves who wanted him to stick around, asked him to join. Percy, all of 7 months old, readily agreed. And so, he moved into the nursery with the other pups. The others didn't really care from him, and so he was pushed away, always on the outskirts of their set play area, never invited to play their games. Once, when he was invited to play a game of play-fighting, he pinned a younger pup to the ground and wouldn't budge until one of the Beta's -At that time, now both of them had passed on- came over and seperated them.

Right after that incident, he became and Apprentice, that way he could easily be watched and closely studied. As the highly ranked wolves taught him the arts of fighting, the other pups, who were older then him, began to be jealous, wanting to be trained too. He met cold shoulders, snarls, hard stares, glares, scowls, everything, when it was the day he was suppose to become a Guard and they became apprentices.

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Percy never has fit in anywhere, so he just kind of hangs out in the pack, fighting and hunting when needed, going on patrols as directed. To this day, he hasn't ventured past the borders, memories of his father were too deep for him to face. -
:Mate:
-No mate-
:Pups:
-No pups.-
:Crush:
-Actually, He has a very, very secret liking for Calista.-

::ǤЄƬƬƖИǤ ƬѲ ƘИѲƜ ѦЄ βЄƬƬЄЯ::

:Likes:
-χDarkness
χPlaying with Pups
χBeing around other wovles
χBeing alone if he has to
χFreedom
χKeeping his feeling to himself
χSwimming
χWater
χStrong feelings
χFlowers
χThe moon
χLate-nights
χStarry nights
χRocks-
:Dislikes:
-χBeing wet
χComplaining
χBickering / Arguing
χThe sound of water running
χOwls hooting
χLaughter
χWetness
χSunny days
χMoonless nights
χBeing seperated from the Pack
χBounderies
χGetting ignored-
:Friends:
-A few wolves here and there, not many though-
:Enemies:
-Probably more then he realizes-
:Grudges Held:
-Nope-
:Other:
-N/A-

[TrebleMaker]

[That's what you said... I quote:]

23{Male-1 year-He is kind, charming, quirky, enjoys a good laugh, smart, thinks he is a hero, and caring. He loves his siblings and parents dearly, and hopes he can be just like his father when he grows up.
-He is brother to #22 and #19, his parents are Beta's.}

{Me and wicked figured out what we'll do. Since those guys are the Beta's, and to just make it easier, we could have the 3 month olds be another litter of theirs. Wolves only are pregnant for around 2 months, and since the females are only in heat once a year, that would be about right. Right?}