~“Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind.”~
X x X x
::Name::
Aurora
::Gender::
Fae // Female // Girl
::Age::
Four Years
::Rank::
Loner
::Rank Wanted::
Alpha Female
::Skills::
Hunting
Quick
Agile
::Likes::
~Hunting
~Attention
~Swimming
~Waterfalls
~Rain
~Sunrise/Sunset
~Pups
~Being In Charge
::Dislikes::
~Obnoxious wolves
~Those who don't listen
~Overly obsessive females
~Females afraid to get "down and dirty"
~Overly Flirty Brutes
::Crush::
Impress Me.
::Secret Crush::
It's called a secret for a reason.
::Mate::
Not currently.
::Pups::
None at the moment.
::Siblings::
None
::Personality::
Aurora is not the sweetest wolf in the world, that is one thing that anyone can definately be sure of. Some consider her to be loud and boisterous, saying that she doesn't know when it's better to just shut her mouth and be quiet, and maybe thats true. Aurora is never afraid to speak her mind, no matter what kind of trouble her words may get her into. If she doesn't like something, she'll say it. If she feels that she doesn't need to do something, she won't do it. It is very easy to tell that Aurora is a very stubborn fae, for once her mind is set on something, there is absalutely nothing that is able to change her goal/viewpoint. What most wolves don't know is that everything that they think Aurora is, is really far from the true her. She has never been sweet, kind, gentle, wanting to help anyone and everyone in need, whether they liked her or hated her, like most faes seem to be. Her past molded her into the wolf that she is, and she doesn't plan on changing, ever.
::Past::
This darkly-colored fae does not quite have the normal or happy past that most other wolves do. Her mother was not the most loyal fae, and went behind her mate's back, fooling around with another male, who ended up getting her pregnant. Her mate was overjoyed, thinking that they were his pups that she was bearaing, but the truth came out when she gave birth to four pups, three still-born males that were black, and Phoebe, the dark brown fae. Her mother was white and so was her mate, so that was the day that he left her mother. Although it was never her fault, her father hated her and never talked to her, even though he was left alone to raise the tiny pup when her mother was banished for her treachery, never being seen again. She practically had to raise herself, for everyone saw her as an outcast. So she started to act out, finding bad attention and a trouble-maker rap better than no attention at all, being ignored all the time. But she couldn't take it, and at two years she left, becoming a loner before she found this pack a mere three months ago.
::Extra::
Try to tame her, see what happens.
X x X x
::Name::
Aurora
::Gender::
Fae // Female // Girl
::Age::
Four Years
::Rank::
Loner
::Rank Wanted::
Alpha Female
::Skills::
Hunting
Quick
Agile
::Likes::
~Hunting
~Attention
~Swimming
~Waterfalls
~Rain
~Sunrise/Sunset
~Pups
~Being In Charge
::Dislikes::
~Obnoxious wolves
~Those who don't listen
~Overly obsessive females
~Females afraid to get "down and dirty"
~Overly Flirty Brutes
::Crush::
Impress Me.
::Secret Crush::
It's called a secret for a reason.
::Mate::
Not currently.
::Pups::
None at the moment.
::Siblings::
None
::Personality::
Aurora is not the sweetest wolf in the world, that is one thing that anyone can definately be sure of. Some consider her to be loud and boisterous, saying that she doesn't know when it's better to just shut her mouth and be quiet, and maybe thats true. Aurora is never afraid to speak her mind, no matter what kind of trouble her words may get her into. If she doesn't like something, she'll say it. If she feels that she doesn't need to do something, she won't do it. It is very easy to tell that Aurora is a very stubborn fae, for once her mind is set on something, there is absalutely nothing that is able to change her goal/viewpoint. What most wolves don't know is that everything that they think Aurora is, is really far from the true her. She has never been sweet, kind, gentle, wanting to help anyone and everyone in need, whether they liked her or hated her, like most faes seem to be. Her past molded her into the wolf that she is, and she doesn't plan on changing, ever.
::Past::
This darkly-colored fae does not quite have the normal or happy past that most other wolves do. Her mother was not the most loyal fae, and went behind her mate's back, fooling around with another male, who ended up getting her pregnant. Her mate was overjoyed, thinking that they were his pups that she was bearaing, but the truth came out when she gave birth to four pups, three still-born males that were black, and Phoebe, the dark brown fae. Her mother was white and so was her mate, so that was the day that he left her mother. Although it was never her fault, her father hated her and never talked to her, even though he was left alone to raise the tiny pup when her mother was banished for her treachery, never being seen again. She practically had to raise herself, for everyone saw her as an outcast. So she started to act out, finding bad attention and a trouble-maker rap better than no attention at all, being ignored all the time. But she couldn't take it, and at two years she left, becoming a loner before she found this pack a mere three months ago.
::Extra::
Try to tame her, see what happens.
__The Basics__
X x X x X
::Name::
{Phantom}
::Age::
{5 Years}
::Gender::
{Brute/Male}
::Rank::
{Alpha Male}
::Known As::
{The "Cruel One"}
::Likes::
{Rain
Blood
Water
Exploring
Protecting
Fighting
Being In charge
The nighttime
The moon}
::Dislikes::
{Being bothered
Overly flirty faes/brutes
Stuck up wolves
Clingy faes
Annoying pups}
_Digging Deeper_
::Personality::
{Phantom is, much as his name implies, a phantom, a ghost. He hates getting any sort of attention, whether positive or negative, and would much rather be left alone most of the time. It appears that he is never in a 'good mood', because when anyone, (and I do mean anyone, male or female, young or old), talks to him, his relied are always short and snappy. It is rare to see the brute with his ears not pinned and his teeth not bared, for it seems that he is always full of anger, no matter what the situation. If he ever let anyone truely in, which is a very unlikely thing indeed, they would be able to see that hidden behind this fake wall of hatred and malice, is a wolf that is genuinely afraid of many things and completely unhappy.}
::History::
{ Born far away in a high mountain range, he was the son of the Alphas of a pack knock as the Blood Pack.They were known far and wide for being cruel, murderous, malicious killing machines, taught from birth until death that their lives would never be satisfied unless they were fighting, attacking, killing. Phantom grew up worse then many of the pack members, only topped by his father, who was trying to mold his son in his image, to take over the pack when the older brute died. But when Phantom was three, the unthinkable happened. Just when they thought no one could bring them down, that they were on top of the world, a large pack of human hunters arrived, just after breeding season. The members of the Blood pack fought harder then many wolves would have been able to, but each and every member stood no chance against these two-legged monsters. Phantom alone escaped. Since then, he has been haunted by nightmares and memories of his past, and when he found this pack a few months ago, he quickly learned that it was nothing like his old pack, making his life much, much harder.}
::Good At::
{Fighting
Tracking
Hunting
Silence
Working Alone
Leading
Stalking}
::Bad At::
{Getting along with others
Working in a group
Apologizing
Giving Advice}
__Love Life__
::Crush::
{As if}
::Mate::
{None}
::What he is Looking for in a Mate::
{Someone who is not going to try to change him, at all. He knows that he is not the 'perfect' brute that most faes want in a mate, not very romantic or soft it seems, but she needs to accept him as who he is anyways.}
::Pups::
{None}
::Family::
{Unknown}
__Other__
{None}
::Theme Song::
{Animal I Have Become - By Three Days Grace}
X x X x X
::Name::
{Phantom}
::Age::
{5 Years}
::Gender::
{Brute/Male}
::Rank::
{Alpha Male}
::Known As::
{The "Cruel One"}
::Likes::
{Rain
Blood
Water
Exploring
Protecting
Fighting
Being In charge
The nighttime
The moon}
::Dislikes::
{Being bothered
Overly flirty faes/brutes
Stuck up wolves
Clingy faes
Annoying pups}
_Digging Deeper_
::Personality::
{Phantom is, much as his name implies, a phantom, a ghost. He hates getting any sort of attention, whether positive or negative, and would much rather be left alone most of the time. It appears that he is never in a 'good mood', because when anyone, (and I do mean anyone, male or female, young or old), talks to him, his relied are always short and snappy. It is rare to see the brute with his ears not pinned and his teeth not bared, for it seems that he is always full of anger, no matter what the situation. If he ever let anyone truely in, which is a very unlikely thing indeed, they would be able to see that hidden behind this fake wall of hatred and malice, is a wolf that is genuinely afraid of many things and completely unhappy.}
::History::
{ Born far away in a high mountain range, he was the son of the Alphas of a pack knock as the Blood Pack.They were known far and wide for being cruel, murderous, malicious killing machines, taught from birth until death that their lives would never be satisfied unless they were fighting, attacking, killing. Phantom grew up worse then many of the pack members, only topped by his father, who was trying to mold his son in his image, to take over the pack when the older brute died. But when Phantom was three, the unthinkable happened. Just when they thought no one could bring them down, that they were on top of the world, a large pack of human hunters arrived, just after breeding season. The members of the Blood pack fought harder then many wolves would have been able to, but each and every member stood no chance against these two-legged monsters. Phantom alone escaped. Since then, he has been haunted by nightmares and memories of his past, and when he found this pack a few months ago, he quickly learned that it was nothing like his old pack, making his life much, much harder.}
::Good At::
{Fighting
Tracking
Hunting
Silence
Working Alone
Leading
Stalking}
::Bad At::
{Getting along with others
Working in a group
Apologizing
Giving Advice}
__Love Life__
::Crush::
{As if}
::Mate::
{None}
::What he is Looking for in a Mate::
{Someone who is not going to try to change him, at all. He knows that he is not the 'perfect' brute that most faes want in a mate, not very romantic or soft it seems, but she needs to accept him as who he is anyways.}
::Pups::
{None}
::Family::
{Unknown}
__Other__
{None}
::Theme Song::
{Animal I Have Become - By Three Days Grace}
__The Basics__
"I've never been crazy. I'm a very good girl, to be honest. I don't do anything to hurt anybody."
X x X
::Name::
{Phoebe}
::Age::
{3 Years}
::Gender::
{Fae/Female}
::Known As::
{The "Good Girl"}
::Likes::
{Pups
Healing
Helping Others
Swimming
Sunset/Sunrise
Warmth
The heat/Sun}
::Dislikes::
{Faes who are afraid to get "down and dirty"
Overly flirty and/or rude brutes
The Cold
Snow/Ice
Humans
Killing
Fighting}
_Digging Deeper_
::Personality::
{Because of her not-so-normal past, Phoebe has never been completely accepted here in America. She hated the feeling of being by herself when she was a loner, and much more prefers the company of others being around her, even though she often gets flustered, never seeming to know what to say. She never lets that get in the way when someone needs her help, though, and will do anything and everything within her power to provide them with whatever help that they need. She has always been extremely sweet and compassionate, and is the kind of fae who, although she gets nervous when in large crowds, would jump right in, not even thinking about it, if another creature was being treated misfairly and stick up for them, even though she has trouble doing the same for herself. Also, Phoebe is a total pacifist, backing down or running away from every fight, and refusing to kill her own prey, which was a problem for her when she was a loner, the reason that she was practically skin and bones when the she found the pack.}
::History::
{Unlike most wolves, Phoebe was born in a place very unlike the common forrest. She was born as a rare breed of wolf, the Ethiopian wolf, in a place known as Ethiopia, Africa. The pack she lived in had no name that it went by, but the humans nearby called them the Najwa's, a name that meant Secret/hidden, for that was what the pack was. Hardly ever see, blending into the background, they very much were a rare thing to behold. They lived in peace with nature and the nearby tribal groups of African humans, until one day, when strange pale-faced two-leggers arrived at some of the tribe 'towns'. They came with strange, shiny weapons and aggressive demeanors, both things that became very worrysome to the Najwa Pack, for these humans were nothing like the natives. They begun to track the pack, and one day, everything went bad. Many wolves were killed that day, almost two years ago, but a few's lives were spared, though even they had injuries. Those left alive were shoved into crates and shipped off to America, where they were destined to live in a researching facility for the rest of their lives, so humans could find out more about them. But there was a mistake during the shipping, and Phoebe ended up infront of some random log cabin in the middle of the woods. When the human opened the crate to see what was inside, out popped the Fae, who bolted into the treelines like her life depended on it. Nearly a year later she found the pack, and has been with them ever since.}
::Good At::
{Scavanging
Healing
Giving Advice
Helping Others}
::Bad At::
{Backing Down
Comprimising
Standing up for herself}
__Love Life__
::Crush::
{Impress Her}
::Mate::
{Win Her Heart}
::What she is Looking for in a Mate::
{Someone who lets her be herself, who isn't ashamed of her, and who loves her for her. Someone who will try to break her out of her quiet shell and get her to show the loud side underneath.}
::Pups::
{Perhaps Some Day, But not now}
::Family::
{All Deceased}
__Other__
{None}
::Theme Song::
{Fake It - By Seether}
"I've never been crazy. I'm a very good girl, to be honest. I don't do anything to hurt anybody."
X x X
::Name::
{Phoebe}
::Age::
{3 Years}
::Gender::
{Fae/Female}
::Known As::
{The "Good Girl"}
::Likes::
{Pups
Healing
Helping Others
Swimming
Sunset/Sunrise
Warmth
The heat/Sun}
::Dislikes::
{Faes who are afraid to get "down and dirty"
Overly flirty and/or rude brutes
The Cold
Snow/Ice
Humans
Killing
Fighting}
_Digging Deeper_
::Personality::
{Because of her not-so-normal past, Phoebe has never been completely accepted here in America. She hated the feeling of being by herself when she was a loner, and much more prefers the company of others being around her, even though she often gets flustered, never seeming to know what to say. She never lets that get in the way when someone needs her help, though, and will do anything and everything within her power to provide them with whatever help that they need. She has always been extremely sweet and compassionate, and is the kind of fae who, although she gets nervous when in large crowds, would jump right in, not even thinking about it, if another creature was being treated misfairly and stick up for them, even though she has trouble doing the same for herself. Also, Phoebe is a total pacifist, backing down or running away from every fight, and refusing to kill her own prey, which was a problem for her when she was a loner, the reason that she was practically skin and bones when the she found the pack.}
::History::
{Unlike most wolves, Phoebe was born in a place very unlike the common forrest. She was born as a rare breed of wolf, the Ethiopian wolf, in a place known as Ethiopia, Africa. The pack she lived in had no name that it went by, but the humans nearby called them the Najwa's, a name that meant Secret/hidden, for that was what the pack was. Hardly ever see, blending into the background, they very much were a rare thing to behold. They lived in peace with nature and the nearby tribal groups of African humans, until one day, when strange pale-faced two-leggers arrived at some of the tribe 'towns'. They came with strange, shiny weapons and aggressive demeanors, both things that became very worrysome to the Najwa Pack, for these humans were nothing like the natives. They begun to track the pack, and one day, everything went bad. Many wolves were killed that day, almost two years ago, but a few's lives were spared, though even they had injuries. Those left alive were shoved into crates and shipped off to America, where they were destined to live in a researching facility for the rest of their lives, so humans could find out more about them. But there was a mistake during the shipping, and Phoebe ended up infront of some random log cabin in the middle of the woods. When the human opened the crate to see what was inside, out popped the Fae, who bolted into the treelines like her life depended on it. Nearly a year later she found the pack, and has been with them ever since.}
::Good At::
{Scavanging
Healing
Giving Advice
Helping Others}
::Bad At::
{Backing Down
Comprimising
Standing up for herself}
__Love Life__
::Crush::
{Impress Her}
::Mate::
{Win Her Heart}
::What she is Looking for in a Mate::
{Someone who lets her be herself, who isn't ashamed of her, and who loves her for her. Someone who will try to break her out of her quiet shell and get her to show the loud side underneath.}
::Pups::
{Perhaps Some Day, But not now}
::Family::
{All Deceased}
__Other__
{None}
::Theme Song::
{Fake It - By Seether}
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