TᴏᴍᴏƦƦᴏᴡ'S HᴇƦᴏ

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Sammy
• My muzzle splits into an evil grin. "Lets scare him," I whisper to Griffin.

[FamineMyth]

"Okay," I whisper back,"How?" I then ask. I knew I could easily just bark and scare the crap out of him,then I was sure I'd be yelled at. I open my muzzle a bit,a bark starting to rumble in my throat.

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Sammy
• I smirk then bound forward, leaping so high, him only a few inches below Darius. I open my mouth and let out one sharp bark.

[FamineMyth]

I start chuckling as I see the younger male's head shoot up.

I scrambled to my feet on the large branch I was on. Unsure of what was happening, One of my feet slipped off the branch and now I was hanging on my my front paws and my chest on the branch. I really didn't want to fall,it would hurt...a lot.. but it wasn't that far down..maybe it wouldn't be so bad. After a few seconds I realized I would be able to pull myself back up and then I lost my grip.. I fell. The base of my neck hit the ground first and then my back slammed into the short prickly grass. I shifted and brushed off my clothes,agitatedly as I got up. I looked at the two snickering,"What are you doing here?" I growled.

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Sammy
• I bark a laugh, falling over beside Griffin and shifting, holding my ribs. I laugh until my ribs hurt then sit up, wiping my eyes. After all that tension, even messing around made me laugh.

[Chaoswolf]

((Joining this. Forms coming soon ^_^ ))

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(( Awesome ))

[Chaoswolf]

((Pictures of my Guys are difficult to find. So I wrote descriptions instead. x3 I will be equally literate for all three of them, and I don't expect them to all have mates/didn't see a gender ratio rule so I hope you don't mind them being all brothers. I don't plan on making any more, male or otherwise.))

Name: Raphael Roscoe
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Crush: Open
Mate: None Yet
Children/Offspring: None Yet
Pack: Western Pack
Desired Rank: Delta
History: Raphael was born in a small town to a teenage mother. Because the mother was expected to go off to college, and her parents refused to care for the child he was placed into foster care. He doesn't remember much about his foster care days. He was placed in his first home at the age of five with a reach eccentric woman named Artemis. He was well cared for, groomed in manners and home-schooled. He was soon joined by two other foster children, Azazel and Cassiel. One might expect that placing three rambunctious young boys in one home would be disastrous for the single woman, but the boys got along well...excellently in fact.

When Artemis felt that the children were of age, she revealed that she was a werewolf. Raphael and his brothers were excited of course and begged to be turned. She withheld her powers from them though, until they had had a few years to think it through. When Raphael was fourteen, she turned him. And she waited for each of the boys to reach that age before turning them too. Once turned, Raphael desired to be with more of their kind. Artemis was reluctant but she allowed the three to go. They joined the Western Pack.

Personality: Of all three of his brothers, he is the most socially comfortable. He's a master orator. He can be cool and casual one second, then passionate and outspoken the next. His wording and manner are elegant, but not too uptight. His sarcasm is that of stingingly truthful venom, so it’s best not to invoke it. Raphael has always had a deep love for his Pack mates, especially his brothers. He's on fair terms with all the wolves in his clans and has considerable influence over his pack mates. However, there is always a mysterious air about him. Raphel is committed to his Pack and the laws of their leader. But that doesn't mean he can't be manipulative in order to help he and his brothers succeed. He's quite cunning, but he allows Cassiel to do the major planning and decision making. Then, Raphael effectively voices his brother's concern for the Pack to the leader.

In battle, he believes in straightforward fighting. Frontal blows and facing his opponents head on. Mercy is not an unheard of concept for him and he respects his enemies that put up a good battle, whether they flee or die at his claws.
He and his brothers work as hard but then they get to play.

Human Form: Raphael has luminous chestnut hair that falls to his shoulders, natural and silky. He has green eyes as both his parents do. His features are solid, a strong jaw, a perfect angled nose, and thick arched eyebrows on his smooth forehead. He dresses flamboyantly, as his personality would suggest. He appears to flaunt his wealth no matter what the occasion.

Wolf Form: X


Name: Cassiel Roscoe
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Crush: You can try...
Mate: No
Children/Offspring: No
Pack: Western Pack
Desired Rank: Warrior
History: Cassiel was born in the suburbs to a middle aged couple who weren't expecting another. With five children already (most of whom had gone to college) they weren't prepared to raise another. They tried for several years, but they didn't have the energy or patience to deal with even a quiet...well-behaved child. So they gave him to a family friend, Artemis, who was raising another young boy anyway. Soon after Cassiel was adopted, Artemis adopted a third boy only a year younger then him, Azazel.

Artemis turned Cassiel into a werewolf the year after she turned his adopted brother, Raphael.

Personality: Cassiel is an almost silent boy. He is the brains of the family and he is very observant. His brothers would never make a major decision without him. Cassiel considers all possibilities. He always chooses words carefully. He's quiet, but very sure of himself. He walks with confident steps and his head is held high. He is a "good boy", in terms that he has been loyal to his Pack. The leader's orders, he does question them, but keeps it to himself. Despite the tight pact with his brothers, Cassiel always seems distant. He's not close to any cat in particular, not since Amber died. His eyes are often glazed with cold intensity, as if he looks right through surrounding people, unless he's angry. Then they're deep and cutting at whoever he looks at.

Human Form: Cassiel has raven black hair that stops just below his ears. He often pulls back his hair in a tight ponytail, as it distracts him from his reading. He too has the coincidental family green eyes, though his seem a darker tone from behind his glasses. His facial features too are strong, but his forehead is smaller and marked by thin, arched eye-brows. He dresses modestly, in drab colors which his older brother despises.
Wolf Form: x

Name: Azazel Roscoe
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Crush: ...You want a piece of this?
Mate: No
Children/Offspring: No
Pack: Western Pack
Desired Rank: Lead Warrior or Warrior
History: Azazel was born in the city. It was not an issue of whether his parents loved him or not. The state found that he was living in unfit conditions and he was placed a brutal state-run child care facility. He was strong though, and very violent. He never knew what led Artemis way up North to collect him from that place. All he knew was that he had never loved anyone so much in his entire life. He grew to love his brothers also, as different as they all may be.

He was angry that he was the last to be turned, but Artemis took the most care with his transformation. It was Azazel's desire to be in the Western Pack that led them to join it.
Personality: Now, there are many rumors about the horrible things that werewolves do. Unfortunately, Azazel is the nightmare that proves those rumors could be true and spurns new ones. He is a rather merciless werewolf towards other packs, towards non-kin, and especially to any werewolf above the age of 10 years. He has no sympathy for trespassers, whatever their reason, and will give any werewolf daring to cross the border a good clawing just for the sake of it. He’s not above torturing for information, leader’s permission or not. Most importantly, he is not above killing. The only thing standing between a death blow and his enemy is a brother’s word.

Ever the bad boy, Azazel is rarely expected to actually work outside of battle. Even the superiors seem reluctant to give him direct orders, better to address all three siblings at once. He likes to do what he pleases and if anyone had a problem with it they could kiss his twisted furry butt, his brothers being the exception to that rule. Azazel pays close attention to his brother Cassiel, the brains of the "litter". He's easily influenced by his either of his brothers' opinions.

He's the best fighter of the three though and good with battle strategy. He's very aggressive, but respectful of werewolves who give him a good battle (Not many of them live to be respected). Strangely enough, despite his outspokenness and boldness, he's bashful around girls. Most importantly, he believes that God exists...He just doesn't care about him.

Human Form: zazel is the shortest of course, but of average height for his age. He has been wondered about for his waves of fiery hair which neither of his parents appear to have. He cuts it short and occasionally puts it in a ponytail. He has the traditional green eyes of the Roscoe family, but because of his red hair rumors have spread that his eyes are filled with evil. He has a small brow as well, and thin eyebrows, but his chin and nose are angled sharply. He dresses in dirty clothes, simple shirts, and baggy pants.

Wolf Form: x

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(( I've been pretty lazy with my literacy lately Maybe I should change that. I'm not the owner, so we'll have to wait for Kami ^^ ))

[Chaoswolf]

((Oh, lol. I wasn't trying to pick anyone out on that. I just wanted to say that I could manage them all well. I usually do. These are my favorite characters and I have to stop myself from writing pages with them sometimes.))