
Name: Lawliet, though this is merely a name he titled himself with once regaining conciousness.
Gender: Male/brute
Age: Approximately two years of age, or eight seasons, or twenty-four months, or 20 human years, give or take.
Rank Wanted: Alas, Lawliet is strong, capable of protecting the pack and being a worthy opponent, meaning he would probably be chosen as a fighter; however, due to his shyness, and the fact that he would never hurt a fly, he seems doomed to the role of the scapegoat omega. Perhaps, if his confidence grew, he would one day become a worthy alpha, though the brute himself has never even thought of this and believes he is destined to be the underdog.
Rank: Loner now, although when, or if, he joins the pack, he will surely become an omega.
Crush: Lawliet is quite a solitary wolf due to his amnesia, so is rather anti-social and shy, meaning finding a mate is near impossible, although he will almost certainly have a crush, although, not now at least.
Mate: Even thinking of ever having a companion causes him to fluster, but it could indeed one day happen.
Pups: He dreams of one day having little pups of his own, as he adores their round, inquisitive faces, but would need to find a mate first, something that would prove incredibly difficult to him.
Siblings: None he recalls, since he has forgotten everything.
Other: Lawliet is, as you can possibly sense from this form, incredibly shy and perhaps a tad lonely; despite the fact that he has rippling muscles and a naturally huge build. This is all down to one incident. It was dreary, perhaps midday, though it was impossible to tell due to the storm clouds covering the sun. Rain pounded the muddy clearings soft floor, were a white wolf lay dormant, perhaps even dead, water soaking it's ghostly pale pelt. At first glance it would have been assumed dead, having fallen from the cliff that arose over the forest trees, but soon it's middle began to rise and fall. It was alive, albeit barely, having obtained a nasty cut on it's skull from the horrifying fall. This wolf was Lawliet; after this, he recalled nothing, wondering mindlessly in hope of finding clues to his existance. He merely has random flash-backs, but nothing more. Another thing to mention is that Lawliet almost definately has common dog in his blood due to his pure white pelt and blue eyes, which never occur naturally in a wolf without dog in it's veins.