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[Whitesnake]

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The tang of blood lingered in the air, sending a chill through the dark sky. Through the shadows, a black wolf towers over the carcass of another, scarlet staining his jaws and a malicious, bloodthirsty grin plastered on his face. The screams of the innocent victim had long since faded into oblivion, leaving only silence. Even the wind ceased to grieve for the poor soul. Xavu's lip curled as he kicked the limp body of his former alpha. "You were weak." he growled. "You never even saw it coming, but you deserved to die." he whispered mockingly, his voice laced with a venomous malice. Raising his eyes to the rocky gorge that's sheer cliff loomed ahead, he dragged the body to the edge of the precipice and without a second thought, pushed it over the cliff, watching it limply drop into the misty depths of the waterfall. A strange smirk overcame him as he turned his back to the gorge and lifted his head, a long, gruesome howl radiating into the sky and piercing the silence of the once peaceful night. Pushing himself forward into a lope, his paws thrumming rythmically on the ground, his heart racing, he burst into the quiet camp and forced his hackles to rise, calling out a mournful cry. "Kantuk is dead!" he wailed, his blue eyes wide with fake sympathy. As his pack-mates rushed from their dens, he demanded their attention, spinning a gruesome web of lies that would soon aid his rise into power. He convinced them that their alpha had been slaughtered by rogues, and that he had tried in vain to save him, but alas- he was outnumbered, and barely escaped with his life. Xavu became alpha that day, and ever since, he's poisoned his pack with lies and bloodshed, and has proved to be a cruel and pernicious ruler. Little did he know that the lies he'd told that night would spiral into his own demise, and that only chaos would ensue for the rest of his days. Good almost always wins out in the end, but with such a terrible brute crushing every ounce of hope that dares to cross his path, how could justice ever prevail?

Lies lead only to more, and betrayal never fades...

[Whitesnake]

ʀᴜʟᴇꜱ

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[Whitesnake]

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The forest, a large clustering of towering oaks that spans over the eastern side of the territory. The trees here are tall and thin, and grow farther apart from each other as opposed to thickly growing trees. The forest is rich in small game, including squirrels, mice, and small birds. Quite a few loner wolves have been spotted here too though, so all must tread carefully through the shadows of the treetops.

The waterfall towers above the lower valley, it's thundering water showering misty spray in it's wake. Located on the far western edge of the territory and dips down into the lower valley beyond. Though it's a very beatiful sight, and many come here to admire it, it's depths hide a secret that's bathed in blood. Here, at it's very cliffs, the previous alpha was murdered, and his body was tossed into the waterfall. Yet none but the murderer himself knows, so the waterfall will always be the secret's keeper..

The meadow is the buffer between the waterfall and the forest, and spans over quite a few acres. It's tall, green grasses and plentiful foliage attract plenty of elk and white tailed deer, and the sparse few trees provide little shade. The pack's camp is located at the northern edge of the meadow, almost right next to the river, so water is easy to come by. Although, on the downside, the meadow is so large that it is a bit of an ordeal to visit the forest, so the pack's most common prey is elk or deer, and the occasional field mouse.

The river snakes through the meadow, it's rapids washing over rocks and stones. It's shores are rocky, large boulders towering over the water. The river feeds into the waterfall and continues into the lower valley, where it become deeper and slower moving. Few fish occur in it's shallow rapids before it drops into the valley, but water voles scurry at it's banks, providing little prey. Although the river is beautiful though, it too harbors a secret..

[Whitesnake]

ʀᴀɴᴋꜱ

Αα
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.Alpha Wolf.
Xavu || Xavu is a vast, sinewy brute. His legs are long and sturdy, and from his flanks to his shoulders, a burly muscular stature is quite noticeable. His head is well set, with erect ears and a powerful muzzle. When he was younger, he was considered quite handsome, and many a wolfess admired him, but now, he is no more than an acrimonious and sharp brute. His fiery aquamarine eyes hide malice in their depths, and his fangs are foreboding and jagged. || Pride-and-Prejudice


.Alpha Wolfess.
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.Alpha Offspring.
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Ββ
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.Beta Wolf.
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.Beta Wolfess.
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Γγ
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.Gamma Wolven.
Iniki || Description will go here || Pride-and-Prejudice




Δδ
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.Delta Wolven.
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Ωω
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.Omega Wolven.
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.Wolven of the Pack.
Xavu || Alpha wolf || Brute || Adult || Pride-and-Prejudice || Click!
Iniki || Gamma Wolfess || Fae || Fledgling/Young Adult || Pride-and-Prejudice || Link to picture goes here
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.Definitions.

.Αα {Alpha}.
The leader(s) of a pack. Alphas are the highest in authority and eat first. Often, they are challenged for their rank, but since the alpha is usually a vast, muscular wolf, he normally always wins. Therefore, it goes without saying that the Alpha(s) are the strongest wolven in a pack structure. An alpha will not tolerate those who doubt their role and will slaughter any wolf who challenges or questions their rank. Rarely, if the challenger is spared, they will become an omega. Packs are always, with no exception, started by a fledgling male. The given male will then find a mate and start a "pack". In no situation will a pack be started by a female, so basically, there is never an alpha wolfess without an alpha wolf. Alpha's offspring are always treated like royalty, and are higher in authority than other pups. One day, one might even take over the pack. Although, if an alpha's male offspring grows larger than the alpha himself, that wolf will be cast out of the pack or rarely, diminished to an omega.

.Ββ {Beta}.
The second in command. Usually a mated pair, the betas are the second highest in authority and always eat after the alpha(s). The beta(s) are usually quite burly, but never as strong as the alpha(s), simply because there is rarely/never a wolf larger than the alpha allowed to live in a pack structure unless he is the alpha. Betas have most of the same privileges as alphas, and are often challenged. The beta pair can be overrun if a stronger wolf arises, but it is rare. As like alphas, there is never a beta wolfess without a beta male, as the male is always more dominant in authority, and a strong wolfess will become the beta wolf's mate, giving her higher authority than she would've had. Beta's offspring are no more autoritative than any other pups, and have no special privilages or rank whatsoever.

.Γγ {Gamma}.
The middle of the pack. Gammas are nothing special, just mediocre wolven that are neither strong nor weak. They make up a bulk of the pack, and their duty is to hunt and protect. The gamma's aren't usually allowed to mate, and if they do, the male is usually punished. Only alphas an betas are given the privilage to have pups, but that rarely stops the gammas. Alpha and beta male wolven are allowed, however, to mate with any female gamma within the pack, and will not punish the wolfess if she is pregnant by another male. They will, however, punish the male. Gamma's pups are nothing special, and are considered deltas, although they do grow into gammas.

.Δδ {Delta}.
Those who cannot provide for themselves, or barely can. Deltas are usually permanently injured or disabled wolven, no matter their age, pregnant wolfesses, fledglings, or pups. They are provided for by the pack, and are protected, but they pay no debt, nor provide any service to the pack. If a delta challenges the authority of a higher ranking wolf or wolfess, he or she have more of a chance of being killed than a gamma would, simply because of their uselessness. If a permanently injured or weak delta male tries to have pups, he will be severly punished by way of slaughter, unlike a gamma, who is more tolerated.

.Wolf, Wolfess, and Wolven.
A wolf is a male, a wolfess a female, and multiple wolves are referred to as wolven.

.Fledgling.
A young wolf. Older than a pup but younger than a full grown adult. Usually in the range of 1-3 years, depending on the speed of growth.

.Adult and Pup.
An adult is over 3 years, and a pup is under 1 year. Pups are always deltas, save the alpha's offspring. The rank of an adult varies.

[Whitesnake]

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[Whitesnake]

ᴍʏ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ

I N I K I

Age: 4 1/2
Gender: Female
Rank: Gamma
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Personality: Impudent. One word that about sums up the stubborn wolfess with blue eyes like white hot flames. For those of you who don't know, that means rude. Disrespectful, outright oblivious, maybe a little bit insane, or maybe a combination of all three, and what you get is a hot headed, independent fae who speaks her mind and throws witty, sarcastic remarks as if banter were her own language; which, in a way, it just may be. Quick to fight and slow to forgive, always holding a grudge, these are the less admirable qualities of a fiery persona. Some say the truth hurts, some say the truth is black and white, some even say it kills, either way, black and white as she may be, the truth spills out of Iniki like ruthless rapids, blurted out before she can process the consequences or aftermath. Even if her sharp tongue didn't have a mind of it's own though, no doubt she'd be exactly the same, because, regardless of the trouble that her outright statements get her into, she truly doesn't care what anyone else thinks. When your tolerance for others is so low, you begin to disregard what they whisper about you behind your back anyways, so who cares if you give them something to gossip about, like a sassy remark or a witty retort, or even an anger filled, venom laced snarl, because in the end, your persona is what other people perceive of you, but only what you perceive of yourself matters.
History: Iniki grew up in a small pack, the daughter of the alpha wolf and wolfess, and was often targeted by the other wolves her age as the one to pick on. Of course, you'd think being an alpha pup would get you special treatment, but that was far from true in Iniki's case. She was always picked on for being so high and mighty, and the few 'friends' she had were just suck ups, trying to get in her good book just to get good ranks, but she had only one real friend, and that was Adoff. Adoff was a young brute, whose mother had died giving birth to him and whose father abused him as a pup before he was banished for such behaviour, so essentially, her best friend was an orphan; a delta or a gamma in the best case, but she didn't care. Her parents didn't approve of such a friend, but without fail, Adoff was the one wolf she spent all her time with. As young pups, they played petty war games, pretended to be alphas, and dreamed of a world without ranks and rules. The older they got, the harder it was. The other wolves in the pack picked on Iniki much more, but Adoff always defended her fiercely, and got in fights for his retorts more than often. At the age of 2 1/2, Iniki realized that Adoff was in love with her, and she didn't hesitate to tell him she felt the same, but when she told her father, he wouldn't have anything of the sort, and when Iniki threatened to run away, her father ordered Adoff to be killed, because he knew banishing him would mean his daughter would follow. So Iniki was forced to watch as Adoff was killed, and cried as he gave her one last forlorn glance, the life draining from his expression as his body went limp. Iniki ran away from her pack anyways, and was never able to forget the emotionless eyes of her loved one, even after she found a new pack; a new home, and a new life...she never found a new love.

Fur Color: White; like freshly fallen snow
Eye Color: A captivating liquid silver
Detailed Description:
A light, lithe build, Iniki is built for speed. Standing taller than most other faes and some brutes, she possesses long limbs and a lanky body, making her lightweight, at a mere 69 pounds (About 10 pounds lighter than the average American dwelling gray wolf). Lacking a large amount of muscle in her shoulders, Iniki isn't exactly built to fight, but her adequately muscular flanks make running, leaping, and balance her best skills. Her head is well set, and her neck muscular, with fairly large ears and a small muzzle. Her eyes are a beautiful light gray, which under close inspection reveal flecks of charcoal swimming among the sea of liquid silver, and darkening to an deep ash color around the rims of her irises. Bearing very few noticeable scars, except for one gash on her muzzle, her bright white pelt is unscathed by any reminders of past skirmishes. Pure as freshly fallen snow, her silky, well kept fur is soft and smooth, flecked with hairs of silver and ivory.
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Age: 6
Gender: Male
Rank: Alpha Wolf
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Personality: Treacherous. One word that describes the large brute with the even larger secret. If you didn't know any better, you'd think his green eyes had earned their emerald hue from the jealousy that urged him to murder, to slaughter. Xavu is a wolf whose whole persona is a sham. To those who meet him, he is seen as a kind enough brute with a tolerably funny sense of humor and a smile which makes him easy enough to approach, but this gives him the prefect disguise...Nice, but not noticeable, funny, but not memorable, approachable, but not enough to become to close to. He creates this outer shell to hide his true personality, which would truly give away his past, because in reality, without his smoke and mirrors, Xavu is an unruly, short tempered, pernicious brute who is driven by one motive and one motive only; jealousy. The aftermath of his past actions, somewhere deep in his mind, make his sholders sag with guilt, but never certainly not enough to feel true remorse. He is sly and cunning, and could make you believe the sky wasn't blue and the grass wasn't green if he really wanted to, and when he doesn't get his way, he goes beserk. Power hungry and deceptive is not a good combination, because it gives him the means to actually achieve his wicked ways if he puts his mind to it, through means that are not at all fair. He is a blackmailer and a mastermind who knows how to do the dirty work...the ultimate evil.
History: {WIP}

Fur Color: Obsidian, like a starless night
Eye Color: A piercing emerald green
Detailed Description:
Xavu is a vast, sinewy brute. His legs are long and sturdy, and from his flanks to his shoulders, his muscular stature is quite noticeable. His head is well set, with large ears and a powerful muzzle. His fur is a deep obsidian, that in more than one way reflects his dark personality. His face is scarred in numerous places, but not to the point of mutilation, and the fur on his muzzle is dusted grayish white- a sign of aging. When he was younger, he was considered quite handsome, and many a wolfess admired him, but now, he is no more than an acrimonious and sharp brute. His fiery emerald eyes hide malice in their depths, and his fangs are foreboding and jagged.

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