A Little About You?
"Hello. My name is Lighthouse. I'm a brute, and I've been on this earth
for a little over two years. Unlike most, I never really belonged
anywhere. I was the runt of the litter, and my mother abandoned me
as soon as she could. I never knew my father, my siblings or the rest
of my pack. I've been fending for myself ever since, eating field mice
until I was large enough to take down small fawns that wandered too
far from their mothers. Someone, I managed to survive on my own. I
realized that I didn't want to be alone like that, and so I began looking
for a pack to join. I went through many, but none seemed to fit. None
until I came here, that is..."

Love Life?
"No, there's not been a fae that has caught my eye. Not yet, at least.
I'm sure that, at some point, I'll find the one that's right for me. But
I'm in no hurry. I'm only two after all. I don't have a mate, either, of
course. No pups either, though one day I'd like to have a family. I've
always had a soft spot for pups."
What About Family?
"Well... As I said, my mother abandoned me as soon as I was old enough.
I vaguely remember my siblings, but I don't remember their names. I
never met my father, and if my mother had a pack I never met them...
I've been on my own all my life."
What Do You Look Like?
"I look like a wolf, of course... Oh, you mean color. Of course. Well, my
pelt is black and grey, more the former than the latter. My eyes are a
mix of Amber and Orange. I have a thin white strip of fur that goes
along my shoulders. I was the runt of my litter- which is likely why my
mother left me- and that means my stature is very small when
compared to most other brutes my age."
Song?
"I'll be your light, your match, your burning sun."
- 'Love Runs Out' by OneRepublic.

Personality?
kind - shy at times - loving (to those he considers family) - aggressive
when needed - fair - honest - lighthearted - goofy (at times) -
committed - positive - respectful - integrity - compassionate -
What's Your History?
"As I've said many times, I was abandoned by my mother as soon as I
was weaned. She picked me up one day and dropped my off a few feet
from my siblings, gathered them up and left. I never saw her, or any
of them, ever again. I waited for her to come back, but she never did.
I started 'hunting' field mice to stay fed, stole scraps of deer when I
could. I started picking off fawns from herds of deer as soon as I was
big enough- and fast enough to outrun the bucks. I'm really unsure of
how, but I survived. It took awhile, but eventually being alone got to
me. I realized quickly I wasn't born to be a loner. I needed a pack to
thrive in. And so I started searching for a place to call home, and a
pack to call family. So I started searching. It was a long journey, and
I went through many packs before I finally came to stay here... This
is the only place I've ever truly felt I belonged."
How About a Rank?
"I'd likely do best as a hunter... But whatever the alpha sees fit for me
is fine as well."
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