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[foxx,]

☾name; bluemoon
☾nickname; blu
☾age; three years
☾gender; female
☾crush; n/a
☾mate; n/a
☾pups; n/a
☾rank; fighter

☀name; avril
☀nickname; ari, avi, avv
☀age; three years
☀gender; female
☀crush; n/a
☀mate; n/a
☀pups; n/a
☀rank; healer

avril and bluemoon... now these she-wolves are an odd duo. they've always been extremely close with each other. they each bring the better half out in one another. if you hadn't noticed yet, ari and blu are identical twins. avril and bluemoon are both females of three years. making them two years younger than their brother, faolon. ari has a very similar build to blu. she is lean and a healthy looking she-wolf with pure jet black fur and a black nose. she has rather long legs and a strong muzzle, of course all wolves do. she has electric blue eyes that mirror her emotions. blu is roughly the same size of her twin, with a jet black pelt and nose, long legs, and a lean build. she is a bit more muscular in a feminine sense as she is a fighter. because blu is blind, though, what would be electric blue is a pale, milky blue color.

just like their brother, blu and ari were born to the alpha pair of niklaus and nim, but their mother was different from faolon. they all share the same father though. originally, there were three in the twins' litter, but the pup was born still and dead. the carriage of blu and ari was certainly not an easy one. there was so much blood loss for nim, that she didn't survive either. blu and ari are obviously twins in some sense as they look exactly the same in appearance and even share some personality traits. after they were born, they were nursed by the beta female of the pack until they were old enough to be on their own. niklaus found a mother figure for the twins during this period of time. she was a good mother, but a bitter female by nature. she wasn't very much of a pleasant person to the sisters, but when they needed to be taught certain things such as respect, how to care for others, and etc. then that's where the mothering nature she had came in. altogether, though, she wasn't the best person. the twins know of their stepmother's death, but have no clue of their father's death. they still think he disappeared with the pack back then as well. it's just blu, ari, and faolon now.

avril is very open to who she likes, she isn't very secretive, a bit of an open book. well at least with her sister as she is really the only one that ari trusts completely besides faolon. saying who you like and talking about it is more of female thing... well, i guess you could say that, but that's avril's opinion when it comes to talking with someone about romantic relationships. it's also easy to just talk and blab things to someone who's your twin, the same gender, and one who really doesn't speak verbally... at all. she looks for a brute who would respect her and be a bit of a gentleman every now and then. maybe even something a bit special every now and then. someone who would be protective of and loyal to her.
blu isn't one who's had much luck with getting into a relationship, unlike her sister who is a social butterfly. she's friendly and all, but not very noticed. just another female in the pack. blu isn't much of a someone to have a type, but she would want a brute who'd like her for herself. someone who'd look over her blindness. a brute that would be loyal, honest, and respectable of her. who, female or male, wouldn't want their significant other to be respectable of, loyal to, honest with, trust, and love them? maybe it's just her.

ari and blu share some traits in personality. it's a bit odd as not most twins, even in humans, or really another species have similar personality traits. it can happen though, i suppose. the twins, themselves, both have a very adventurous and out-going attitude towards most things. they are both very bold in which what they believe in and what their thoughts are. neither is persuaded very easily from something they think is right. it doesn't mean the she-wolves aren't open to new ideas, they would just have to be informed some and try to see it from a different aspect. ari isn't one to really beat around the bush and will simply get straight to the point, blu is the same way. of course, the blind she-wolf will voice whatever she has to say in a different way. they are certainly both very friendly and a bit more social than their older brother, faolon. blu and ari share a not so good trait: their short-temper. for either of them, it can cause a bit of trouble in some situations. there are just somethings that set the girls off. both twins try their best to kind to others in the pack, even some loners they may come across, and be of help in the pack. really anyone that needs help, though. one of the twins would be more than happy to help some wolf with a problem. now, for some of their more personal traits.
avril, she is the social butterfly. the female who is always conversing with someone when she is not with blu and/or faolon. she is the obvious much more social twin of the sisters. even though her sister is still friendly and will try her best to communicate with others, blu isn't as social. ari is slightly flirty and humorous with a brute whom she knows has mutual feelings for her and she him. she will even be a bit flirty with a close male friend, most who are close friends with ari know she is only playing around. she certainly has a bit of a bubbly trait to her. out of the two? avril is probably the more rational one in certain situations. depending on the situation, blu could actually be more rational than ari, but it's not very common as blu has a bit of a shorter fuse than ari when it comes to something that would bother her. just like her older brother, from when they were pups, ari grew very protective over blu and faolon. when it comes to her sister's love life? ari may just try to play match maker and pester with it. even though blu knows she means well, it can get annoying at times for blu. ari is extremely loyal to her family, friends, and pack. she would do almost anything for them. though, if something were to come to ari choosing over family and pack? she wouldn't choose either as they mean the same thing to her. whatever she could do in her power, she would try to help both. the reasoning with ari's obsession with studying herbs and having a vast knowledge of them, even though she is only two, is because of her sister. blu has a bit of a weak heart, which can cause her to grow sick at times, but it rarely happens. ari has a goal to somehow find a cure for her sister's condition. she feels like she owes it to blu as she is such a great sister and helped her through a lot when they were pups. she would do it anyways as she is her sister.
blu is a friendly and a bit of a shy soul at introduction. she warms up to a stranger though after getting to know them a bit. maybe it's not that she's shy, but more of not very trusting at the start. whatever it may be. even though blu is silent and respectful, she has a short fuse, almost like a bomb. though blu and ari share a short-temper, blu is known to be a bit more irrational than her twin and even a bit rash. she isn't commonly like that though, only when certain situations and problems arise. when one things lead to another and another. bluemoon is silent... in the aspect that she doesn't speak, verbally. no one knows why and blu isn't even sure why she's never spoken. it's not that she isn't capable of speaking, she just doesn't. it's been like that since she was a pup. maybe it was caused by her blindness and shyness as a pup? who knows. blu doesn't have a way of conversation and it's through body language. she expresses herself through movement. ari caught onto this when they were pups and has figured how to read blu like a pro. anyone can really read blu's body language clearly, but ari has a very good eye. she can tell the smallest things and what they mean. of course, she isn't a wizard and gets it right all of the time, but she is very good at it. even with her out-going and adventurous traits, blu isn't as social as her sister. sure, she may hang with other wolves and strike a conversation in her own way, but it's not as much as her sister goes about the pack. blu is very loyal to her family, pack, and friends just as any other wolf would be. she'd do anything to protect them or help them. she does put family first, unlike her sister, even though she still thinks the pack as family. her blood relatives: her sister and brother. come first for her. maybe she should rethink it, but it's just how she is at the moment. just as most siblings are, she worries for her brother and sister, is very protective of them, and loves them with all her heart.

history will come later. it's really the same as faolon's.

✕name; faolon
✕nickname; fae-fae
✕age; five years
✕gender; male
✕crush; n/a
✕mate; n/a
✕pups; n/a
✕rank; beta male

faolon is a bit of a secretive wolf. his nickname? "fae-fae." he isn't one for it, but ari consistently calls him it just to annoy. he doesn't like others calling him it especially. the only reason why he has in the first place is because sydney use to always call him that. he is of five years of age. he is still fairly young. his name means "little wolf" in gaelic. it's a bit contradictory though as he is actually a rather large brute. he has piercing forest green eyes. his thick, velvet fur is long and tough. his pelt consists of browns and greys mixed in with each other. he has a cream color on his muzzle and bottom of his cheeks. the cream continues down his throat to his chest and underbelly. he is a muscular and lean brute with long legs and a powerful muzzle with sharp, white teeth.

faolon was born to the alphas: niklaus and caroline. he was the only one to survived his litter as the harsh elements of the world killed his brothers and sister. there were four in his littler: four boys and one girl. his mother died after he had turned a year though. she had been killed for her beautiful creamy, white fur. he earned his forest green eyes from her, as well as the creamy color on his pelt. anything else he got from his strongly built father, whom had striking amber eyes. it wasn't long before his father met nim, the twins' mother. she was a small black beauty with soft cerulean eyes. the twins are a spitting image of their mother. she sadly passed after giving birth to the twins' litter. there were originally three in that litter, but one was born still. since the girls were so young, they needed a mother to nurse from and a mother figure. his father took them to the beta female to be nursed as she had recently given birth to a healthy pup, the only one that was in the litter as well. blue and ari nursed from her, but my third mother and their mother figure was a bitter female, a pupsitter, whom's interest was only for the alpha's spot. though she was a good mother in an aspect, she was rather bitter and disdained towards the twins as she knew they were the only reason why his father chose her to be his last mate. he knows of the death of their father and stepmother, but only told the twins of the death of the bitter she-wolf. now it is just faolon and his younger sisters: blu and ari.

faolon does not have his eye on a she-wolf in the pack. the only female that really caught his eye was a blonde female with beautiful amber eyes. she loved him as well. they weren't exactly mates though during the short time they were together. her name was sydney and she traveled with faolon and his sisters after running into them after they left their territory to become loners. she was killed though and he's never really felt for another the way he did her. he wants a mate and pups in the future, but it may or may not happen in the future. what he would look for in a she-wolf? well, a female that would be respectable and kind. be confident in herself and her values, independent and not always relying on everyone to do her bidding, and loyal to him. he'd want someone who'd love him for himself and not for his appearance or his rank. he's met some females like that before, but doesn't really prefer to actually know any she-wolves in a romantic way as he'd rather keep to his sister from now on. at least till he feels he's ready to move on from sydney. he can stand somewhat flirty females, but to an extent. he really doesn't like flirting personally and doesn't really take kindly to she-wolves that try to flirt with every other male. he will still respect them, but will try his best not to really be near them as he doesn't really prefer to sit through it. he doesn't think it is really attractive, nor is he fond of it.

faolon is a charming wolf and knows where his place is. he's quite a respectable and reserved fellow. he knows how to treat a lady and respects her space. he's not the most sociable wolf out there, but when someone tries to strike a conversation with him, he'll be more than happy to have a nice chat with that wolf. he is a very reserved wolf, keeping to himself some of the time and not speaking out. that doesn't mean he is aloof towards others, the brute can be a rather friendly wolf to anyone. that is unless you've done something to him or his sisters that makes him a bit... how do you say... cold? irrational, even, maybe? he may be a bit rude to you, but he would have his reasons. it doesn't mean that he'll be disrespectful though, he knows where to draw the line at before becoming disrespectful. he was raised better than that. faolon is a very loyal wolf, but he won't trust right away. it's just how he is. he has to get to know a wolf before trusting them completely. the brute is a very open wolf and will act himself with anyone. he isn't really closed off much like his younger sister, blu. one of his more unwanted traits is being cocky. he can be a bit sarcastic at times and, maybe even a bit arrogant, but he tries to not do it. he hates being rude towards others, but wolves that already know what he's like are usually use to it and just brush it off. for example, his sisters. speaking of his sisters, faolon is an overprotective brother. he never wants anything to happen to his younger sisters. the brute tries his best to protect them and keep them out of danger. even though the twins know he tries to do his best, he never feels that he does. he always over thinks things and may miss something. when he does realize it, he'll chide himself about overlooking that. faolon isn't one to give up easily, he is what you may call very persistent. if he finds something that needs to be done at that moment. no one will be able to convince him that he should just do it later or that it would be too big of a task for just himself. he would be too wrapped up in trying to finish it. especially when hunting or fighting, faolon will always try to push himself to either end up with a catch for that hunt or maybe to win the fight. even though hunts aren't always successful and fights aren't always won. in his point of view, just trying at something isn't giving all of your effort. maybe you've heard of the saying? oh, well. another trait of faolon would be strategy. he always has to plan something before going willy nilly or winging it. the wolf is usually reserved and rational about things, so knowing what he should do and what he's up against is one thing he must know. he isn't usually one to just jump into things or be rash about things. faolon, out of the three siblings, is the most understanding, well, maybe blue might be the most, but he usually wants to hear both sides of a story before coming up with a conclusion and his own opinion on it. he isn't very close minded and is fairly open to new and different ideas and plans for really anything. sure, he may have his opinions, but he can be persuaded to something more rational or be more informed on some topic. when it comes to romance? faolon is a charmer, not much of a flirt, and is respectable of females. he knows his boundaries and will respect their boundaries as well, whatever they may be. when he likes someone, he isn't very obvious in showing it. he may hang out with that female more than others, but that is mainly because of his feelings. if another brute comes into the picture, he is easily jealous, but if the female he likes shows no interest in being more than friends and is happily with the other. then, he will respect that and even though he may be a bit hurt, he would be happy knowing that she is happy with the other guy. at least they would still be friends and there's nothing more that could make him happier. if he does end up with the girl, though, then he is loyal to her only and will become protective of her. not possessive, but protective. he will respect her and love her. a trait or two to describe faolon? maybe protective or loyal... maybe reserved as well.

faolon grew up in a very rural area of a thick forest. he was the only surviving pup from the alpha's first litter. during his time as a pup, he had to survive through a harsh winter after he was born in early autumn, or in the end of an indian summer. he can't quite remember. his living littermates died during the winter from malnutrition. he barely survived on a whim and when spring came around, his father and mother made sure he had enough to gain strength to survive. it wasn't until a month before his first birthday, that his mother passed away and his life was flipped upside down as he was short a parent. his father thought his son needed a mother figure in his life as he was still considered a pup. that was when his father fell in love with a healer of their pack and blu and ari were soon on the way when he was about two years of age. during birth, though, nim ended up dying from excessive blood loss and all the pups were loss, but two, blu and ari. his younger sisters did not know who their mother was and were put under the care of the beta fae, who had recently give birth a few weeks before. the time during their nursing, faolon's father chose his final mate, caring when it came to be a mother, yet a very bitter she-wolf in nature. faolon certainly despised the female and never even had the want to recall her name. after they had stopped nursing and were quickly growing to about a year of age, his blind sister, blu, was treated with alienation by the other pups of the pack, by the only mother she knew, and even their father, the alpha of the pack. faolon was certain, after sometime while the twins were still pups, their father began to harbor a resentment, maybe even a hostility or loathing towards her. he was certain that his father blamed his eldest daughter on the death of the last she-wolf he had loved. the brute was never sure why his father might have, it was his father own choice. he began to grow overly protective of blu and ari. the youngest of them, ari, also grew fairly overprotective of blu as she felt she owed it to her twin. blu grew quite protective of them as well as sometimes the three were all the siblings had. when the twins were about two and faolon was around four, their pack just seemed to disappear after coming back from a long hunting journey of a few weeks. It was unknown to what happened, maybe it was a relocation, disease, hunters. whatever it was, faolon knew that his last stepmother and his father were killed as he had ended up finding their bodies, after tracking their scent while he searched for other pack members and told his sisters to stay put, on the side of a small road winding through the woods of their homeland. he never brought the death of their father up to his sisters as they thought their father had simply disappeared with the rest of the pack and he knew it would just bring his sisters heartbreak upon the news. he did, however, tell them that their stepmother had been killed after he had found her body on the side of the road. the three never looked back to where they had grown up after faolon decided that they should leave as there was basically nothing left for the siblings there. they traveled and kept to themselves over the time they left from their homeland. during this small period of time, faolon came across a beautiful she-wolf with lovely amber eyes and silky, long blonde fur. it might of been a creamy, white, but it had more a of golden tone to it. her name was sydney. he knew her for some time and fell in love with her and her, him. they weren't mates, nor did they think they were. only young wolves that were in love with each other. it was short lived though as sydeny was caught in a bear trap while faolon and her were tracking down some elk. a hunter was near by awaiting for something to snag his track and well... i'm sure you can think of the rest. sydeny was taken away from him that day. that was until they came upon the pack and the alpha let them join, even with blu's blindness.

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[lykos brethren]

c i q a l a . . .

name. the name i was born with was ciqala. it means little one, as i was the runt in my litter. my mother gave us all interesting names.
alias. i go by ciq. the only one who gets to call me by my full name is close wolves or the Alpha. if anyone else calls me that, i consider it quite disrespectful and will respond as i see fit.
gender. i am brute, if you didn't notice; a male. anyone who says differently is an idiot.
age. i am five years old.
rank. a Lead Fighter. that is what i am.
personality. ciqala is usually a quiet brute. he is respectful to those above him in rank, though he can be a smudge bitter at times. he also can be very aggressive if someone insults or disrespects him or his Alpha. ciq prefers to be alone, though always welcomes his sister to join him. he is strong willed and won't back down if he truly believes in something. also, he is deathly afraid of the water,he won't even put two paws into the water when he drinks.
crush. i have no crush....
mate. um, no. sadly, i do not have a mate. i also don't think i will be able to get one because of my nasty scars.
pups. i wish i had some. i would do a much better job caring for them then my parents did.
description. ciqala is almost white, but his coat tends to have the slightest tint of grey to it. he stands twenty-nine(29) inches at the shoulder and sixty-one(61) inches from head to tail. he is well muscled. His legs are strong and slender, and his fur is a little longer than most wolves. behind his shoulders along his ribs, his coat get a little darker and looks to be a creamy tan and grey color. his ears, paws, and nose are all grey. his back right leg and hip are badly scarred from the river accident that killed two of his sisters.
history. my history....i would prefer not to say and move on from it

N a s c h a . . . .
name. The name is nascha means owl in native american and i was named after this because of my watchful rock-brown eyes. ever since i was a pup, i always had extraordinary eyesight which also contributes to my name.
Alias. i dont have any that i can recall of.....
gender. im most definitely a female thanks
age. im three years old
rank. i am a hunter and always have been
personality. nascha is a bundle of energy and spirit, always looking on the bright side of the situation no matter what the problem may be. she has a positive outlook on life despite the fact she has always been an outcast from the rest of the pack. along with her bubbly personality, she is very confident and brave, never backing down in the face of danger. this young she-wolf is very well spoken and polite, always remembering her manners even if she is speaking to someone she doesn't get along with. although, nascha is a kind and friendly wolf and, with her good communication skills, she tends to make friends fairly quickly. she is a very gentle wolf, especially when it comes to pups. even though she has never had pups of her own, nascha knows how to properly look after them and she is fiercely protective of them. nacsha tries to help out anyone whenever they are in trouble to the best of her ability, also knowing a few basic healing skills.
crush. i dont have a crush sorry....
mate. no....i have no mate....never had one
pups. no. no pups, although i wish to have my own
Description. nascha is a dark brown wolf with a light brown-grey undercoat. her main pelt colour consists of brown, dark grey and a pale cream although the back of her ears are red brown. the fur underneath her chin and muzzle is white along with the underside of her tail. the top of her muzzle is light brown with a long stripe of dark grey running down it from the top of her head and the same dark grey lines the sides of both her cheeks. this young she-wolf is about normal size for her age, standing at 79 cm tall, and is very light, weighing 75 pounds. her fur is very thick although it seems to thin out throughout summer. nascha has a slender and lithe body structure which helps her to move swiftly and silently, with powerful hind legs to help her jump making her a good hunter.
history. uhh.....i dont like speaking of it....

A b r a x a s . . .
name. Seriously...the name is Abraxas
Alias. what are we in kindgarden? i dont have no alias or nickname...
gender. You are now starting to get on my nerves....im obviously a brute or male
age. Im four years old..
rank. i sadly an Omega of my pack and put my life at risk them a lot of the time....i relieve the tension
personality. I guess I'm rather blunt, kind and gentle in some ways. I'll rip you apart though. My anger is controllable enough. I'll submit for my higher if I have to. I'd rather not, but I'd like to live too. I'm easy to irritate if you push the right buttons
crush. What Crush? i have no crush! Crushing on a wolf is for weaklings
mate. Seriously....
pups. *growls lowly*
Description. Light silver eyes that turn molten when angered.Shimmering glossy black with some flecks of white mixed in on his flank, and a collar of white about his throat.His coat is short except for around his throat and her tail is all fluff that is much longer then normal. He has one scar right over his nose from a fight with a lynx. It managed to get one claw on him before he out smarted it. The hundreds more are hidden under his coat. Which you can only see when he is wet. Larger then average build. Agile, muscular, made for force then speed, basically very strong and muscular.
history. back off!

[Maven]

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Balto, a name bestowed to him by the very mother who abandoned his
family later during life, has recently reached the age of 5 human years and
accumulated a significant amount of knowledge as a fighter in the pack. the
name itself had given him an eagerness for knowledge and an intense
desire to do something worthwhile in life. Naturally, the brute is a very
clever, imaginative, and analytical wolf who tends to be proficient in
activities that hold his attention span which is rather little with those he
despises. He is one that is incapable of tolerating monotony and who
prefers freedom over limitless restrictions, this also indicating his
independent characteristic which is equally as rebellious. Although he has
a natural quiet persona to him, Balto is an outspoken brute who doesn't
fear speaking his mind and offering his advice when situations call for such.
Similar to that particular characteristic, he is a protective figure that appears
hostile in the eyes of wolves that do not understand his intentions
completely, having him come of negatively to most during first impressions.
He has a personal preference of being located outdoors 90% of the time
rather than being cooped up in a cave as he is quite fond of the beauty of
nature itself and the many facets it contains. If he were to be describe by
any article of nature he would most resemble that of a rock, mainly being
the reliable and stable demeanor that is tough and durable against
harsh conditions. A rock can be broken to pieces when hit hard enough,
like his ego, or self confidence. A rock is hard, solid, rough, neutral in
color and sharp. When its thrown, it can harm or protect. It can be needed
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[sky dancer.]

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name ; owl
nickname ; o
age ; four years
birthdate ; july sixth
rank ; beta female
main trait ; shy
positive traits ; kind,calm,sweet,caring
negative traits ; shy,can be aggressive,
sarcastic sometimes,secretive
eyes ; big green eyes
fur ; brown and white
size ; medium
scars ; right side. cause: bear.
forehead. cause:brother
crush ; none
mate ; none
offspring ; none
siblings; a brother, named Ace.
other ; in heat

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name ; ace of hearts
nickname ; ace
age ; five years
birthdate ; may third
rank ; fighter
main trait ; protective
positive traits ; kind,sweet,caring
negative traits ; aggressiveness,rude at times
eyes ; hazel
fur ; grey
size ; large
scars ; back thigh.cause:sister
chest. cause:rouge wolf
crush ; none
mate ; none
offspring ; none
siblings ; a sister named, owl
other ; is not interested in love

[sky dancer.]

[★] kind bump. ^^

[yeeee.]

Name Caster
Age 5 1/2
Gender Brute
Rank Fighter

Looks
He is a very massive wolf, one of the largest you'll probably ever see. He is rather muscular, with a medium lengthed dark brown and black coat, but with splotches of cream, light golden, and red mixed in. He has very prominent bear claw mark scars on the left side of his throat, and his eyes seem so very strange.... so emotion filled at time, emotionless at others.
Personality
He is a strong fighter, and although he mostly keeps to himself some traits come out anyway. A very noticeable trait of him is his stubbornness. It can frustrating to deal with sometimes, even if you are a very patient wolf; although it could also work for him as well. He never has left something unaccomplished, and is quite a strong wolf due to this. His loyalty is another one of his more noticeable, and positive traits; he will never leave a pack mate behind, and his very selfless. He is also very observative; he is almost always found laying out of his den, or near the camp entrance just watching, as if it were his duty to be a watch wolf. He is very socially awkward in spite of his selflessness, and prefers to make small talk, or talk to only one or two wolves; he is quiet around large groups.

Other
As for his history, he doesn't discus; not even a hint of it. His remaining family is his adopted sister Launa; the rest is unknown, and presumed deceased.

ooc; I will pretty up his form, and add more wolves later; sorry for how long it took me~~

[sky dancer.]

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male;; five years old;; tagged: none
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the lonely male fighter, began shuffling against the leaves covering his den floor, the fighter groaned and sighed, whining softly. this happend every night since he was attacked by the rouge wolf, which was two years ago.. ace shoot to his feet, suddenly very hot, he began to pant as he peered around his den. he twitched his ears, unsure of what to think, he'd been having the same dream, over and over. he sighed forgetting about the dream as usual. he scrunched his soft black nose, smelling the scent of the female's in heat, growing up with a sister and mother, he'd gotten kind of used to it. but not enough to not gag at the faint scent.


the brute walked out of his stone den, his tail swaying behind him and leaves crunching under his feet. he shook out his fur and stretched out his large grey body, he perked his ears, seeing his alpha. he loved to conversation with her, she was a kind female. but with her being in heat, she might take him conversating, as flirtation, and he didn't want that. he trotted to the edge of the forest, nodding his head respectfully to his alpha, and trotting around the edge of camp, just to make sure, there were no rouge wolves, nor hunters.

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female;; three years old;; tagged: none
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the beta female, rose from her slumber, shockingly she'd had a good nights sleep, she stood slowly to her feet and stretched out her medium brown body, and yawned softly, a whining noise following. she stood up straight and shook out her fluffy fur, and pinned back her ears, shaking her head. she hated the scent of females in heat, and her carrying the scent around all the time didn't help either. she sniffed the floor off her den, then lifted her head. she began to trot out of the den, her nails clicking against the stone floor.


she reached the edge of her den and smiled to herself. seeing her alpha and her brother already awake, she sighed softly to herself, and sat down outside her den. her tail wrapped around her hind legs.

[Maven]

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ʀᴀɴᴋ: just a fighter
ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: brute, male, sponge
ᴀɢᴇ: 5 human years
ᴄʀᴜsʜ: [ tba ]
ᴛᴀɢs: Owl
ᴏᴏᴄ: yay we're starting c:

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Balto was naturally what most referred to as an, well, early bird. It was common for him to rise with the sun, but never to fall with it which caused him to be sleep deprived, but despite the lack of rest he had the brute never ceased to be awoken from his slumber earlier than the rest, even the alpha herself. It was evident to him there were little to no hunters in the pack which called for double, perhaps triple, shifts on his part even as a mere fighter for the group since it was always in his purest intention to aid in their own survival and that of course began with food.

One would assume that all wolves perceive their own duties as the most reliable and significant duty, but with Balto that wasn't exactly the case as he would often admire the work of hunters, without them the pack would have no food and without any food there would be no pack, thus leading that if there weren't a pack then there wouldn't even be a 'him'. Sure the brute had contemplated about joining in their numbers but it didn't take an imbecile to realize that Balto was not a very...eh, proficient hunter and was quite clumsy when it came down to it. That is self explanatory to which why he happened to go hunting bright and early in the morning, naturally the prey would be most abundant at this time and it was his best and only chance of actually capturing some mere animal. Over time he has acquired a decent amount of skill hunting, though nothing in comparison to actually hunters, as is capable of catching a hare or two which is this case was exactly what he had caught.

The warm crimson flesh of rabbit pierced his senses, the smell was everlasting and luxurious while the taste. Oh how much he loved the flavor of meat, he actually savored each bite till the end but his head overpowered his own gut and the brute understood where his duties lie. Balto took on a swift trudge back towards the camp, his pathetic catch swishing from his stiff grip of the jaw, his tongue now stained with a russet hue slithered from betwixt his keen enamels and collected more of the taste as he advanced forth back towards the pack headquarters. His ears commence a pattern of flickers towards the vibrations that seeped into them, detecting the lullabies sung by songbirds and the rustling of additional hare within the brush, only the grumble of his gut disturbing the melody creatures had formed.

Gradually, Balto had arrived at camp to note that several wolves had also awoken from their slumber which cause a chuckle to emit from his throat, but being the serious brute he was swallowed the emotion as soon as the alpha female and beta female were identified within his peripheral vision. He strode confidently towards the kill pile which wasn't too grand and released the duo of rabbits from his jaws, licking his chops almost simultaneously. One could also chuckle at the sight of his proud demeanor but then bringing back two petty kills for the entire pack, but in his mind it was better than nothing which he honestly figured a handful of them did around here, but he was quite new and not one to judge so easily. It would be wise to become more familiar with the pack, he was already introduced with the alpha female after she found his scouring her lands, next in line would be the beta. His amber eyes graced the region narrowed eyed in search of the figure he noted earlier, ah there the beta was, situated by her den, or so he assumed, and simply minding her own business. From here he could detect the stench of fae's in heat, not exactly a scent he was fond of but continued to proceed forth towards her location, barking "Good Morning, Owl is it? I don't believe we have formally met, you can call me Balto." His voice was naturally husky and suited his appearance perfectly.

[sky dancer.]

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female;; three years old;; tagged: balto
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the female, lifted her head from her thoughts, seeing a large brute, who apparently went by the name of 'Balto.' the fae smiled, as her green eyes flickered, she perked her ears. ah, why hello,Balto. she said, her voice gentle, and soft. a motherly type of voice, one voice you'd want to hear, after being injured, or jsut waking from your slumber. she stood to her paws, and stood tall. not taller than the brute, let's face it, owl. wasn't the largest fae around, she was large for her gender, but very small, considering all the brutes were quite large round here.

her voice rose again..
and how are you doing, on this fine morning, sir?

her tail swayed slowly behind her. for a beta, she was very respectful to her other pack members. even if they were only a mere fighter..

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ʀᴀɴᴋ: just a fighter
ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: brute, male, sponge
ᴀɢᴇ: 5 human years
ᴄʀᴜsʜ: [ tba ]
ᴛᴀɢs: Owl
ᴏᴏᴄ: slight WB ;-;

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As the fae arose his own honey eyes met with her pale emerald for but a moments notice before Balto released his gaze in order to survey her figure. She was rather tall and grand for a fae and well built, certainly not feeble in the manner most would descrive the typical female wolf, not the way he perceived fae's anyway but he still proved to be impressed with her stature. His eyes ceased tracing her perimeter and back to her almond shaped eyes, ears generating a series of spasms towards her comment, her voice was foreign to him still but was thankfully soothing to the ears and not raspy.

A smirk came to play on the brutes lips as he repeated the word 'sir' in his head noting that she was awfully respectful and even formal, something new to admire as well. He shot a playful glance towards her direction before he began a response, "Sir? Why Miss Owl I don't believe you need to refer to me like such, especially considering your adressing a subordinate rank. I may be new, but pack hierarchy is not foreign to me." He emphasized 'Miss' as an indication he was teasing her for calling him sure, what he had been chuckling at earlier. His cream and tan fusion of a tail began to sway delicately, hovering over the dusty terrain and sweeping up a minuscule cloud of dust behind him as he stood, his common erect posture that proved to show he was attentive.