⊰ ✧ ── 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐧𝐨𝐰! (𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐲 & 𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐨)

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⊰ ✧ ── name : harou
⊰ ✧ ── ━ harou - scandinavian for 'army's wolf'
⊰ ✧ ── gender : male
⊰ ✧ ── age : 4 years?
⊰ ✧ ── breed : purebred wolf
⊰ ✧ ── if mutt which breeds? : n/a
⊰ ✧ ── collar : n/a

⊰ ✧ ── ✧ ⊱
⊰ ✧ ── scent : pine trees
⊰ ✧ ── appearance : harou is... a short furred grey wolf, with white patches and dark brown/ginger patches arond his muzzle, along his back, and his large paws. he has pale green eyes, a large black nose. for a wolf his age, he is a rather muscular tom, standing a little taller than the average wolf his age.
⊰ ✧ ── scars : one on his right leg
⊰ ✧ ── any deformaties in body : none
⊰ ✧ ── disabilities : none
⊰ ✧ ── ✧ ⊱
⊰ ✧ ── sexuality : heterosexual
⊰ ✧ ── crushing on : -
⊰ ✧ ── mate : one day
⊰ ✧ ── pups : he rather hopes to have pups one day
⊰ ✧ ── mother : Ama (alpha)
⊰ ✧ ── mothers breed : purebred wolf
⊰ ✧ ── father : Holo (alpha)
⊰ ✧ ── fathers breed : purebred wolf
⊰ ✧ ── sisters : Tallulah
⊰ ✧ ── brother : none
⊰ ✧ ── otherkin : probably loads ha
⊰ ✧ ── ✧ ⊱

⊰ ✧ ── personality short : harou is... protective, impatient, playful, stubborn, grouchy, a quick learner, witty, a leader, enigmatic, cool-headed, grounded, hard-working, trouble maker, determined
⊰ ✧ ── personality long : harou ... may be the alpha's son and heir but sometimes he gets rather fed up of having to learn how to lead his pack once his time comes, despite being a natural born leader. he would rather be running around with his younger sister, playing and learning new tricks and places to hunt than being lectured about his life decisions, and how best to protect his pack. however he is an incredibly protective wolf, who would put himself in danger to protect those he deeply loves, or just anyone. his cool-headedness and enigmatic personality can sometimes make him rather difficult to understand, and he can sometimes come across as say annoyed when in fact he is quite the opposite. due to this misunderstanding, he often tries his best to add some sort of tone to his voice, such as excitment when happy or a low rumble when proud/pleased. he is a grounded wolf, one that is sensible and realiable...to an extent, as he does have a tendancy to cause trouble in order to escape his duties for a day or two.
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⊰ ✧ ── likes : having fun, exploring, playing with his sister, snow, freedom, sunsets/sunrise
⊰ ✧ ── dislikes : rain, and bears, being heir
⊰ ✧ ── fears : letting his father down and not being a good son
⊰ ✧ ── quirks : when quite content his right ear will fold over at the tip ever so slightly.

⊰ ✧ ── ✧ ⊱
⊰ ✧ ── history : harou was born an only pup to the pack's alphas, born in a rank he rather wished he had not been born into. as a pup, he spent the first few weeks beside his mother, but the minute he could open his eyes and walk around, he was ready to fend for himself, going on mini-adventures. it was on one of his adventures that he met fortune, another pup. the two became steadfast friends and during the next few seasons he often snuck out to play with her. it was one of the highlights of his day, something to get away from being lectured by his father, or scolded by his uncle, anything other than that! however as the weather grew colder, he grew thinner, and he watched with slight jealousy at his friends slick, clean fur, and how well-fed she looked compared to him. the year his sister was born proved to be a difficult year and one that would change his life. his heart broke the day he was told his pack was going to attack the sheep farm fortune lived on. with a heavy heart, he had followed his father's orders, though he could not bring himself to kill more than one sheep. this was his friend's home he was attacking and it felt so wrong. he had briefly caught a glimpse of his friend standing watch, shocked and his head and tail dropped. but then things turned for the worse. another dog, bigger than fortune and older looking was attacked by his father as she tried to stop them. he had screamed for his father to stop, but his uncle had pulled him away. that day he knew he could never see his friend again, no matter how much it pained him not to visit her. why would she want to play with him? when his father murdered her mother? ⊰ ✧ ⊱

[Lemon Tea Rain]

Name Fortune
Gender Female
Species Caucasian Shepherd Dog
Job Livestock guardian - she spends her time working with a sheepdog and protecting a large herd of sheep.
Appearance X x
Personality Fortune is a perseverant, hard working dog who likes to keep busy. She's incredibly loyal and spends a lot of time taking care of her flock. She is often eager to make new friendships and enjoys socialising, however there isn't much time during work for her to do such a thing. She's very stubborn and likes to get what she wants, and often refuses to admit she's wrong even when it would be more beneficial to. She doesn't always think before she acts and though brave, she can be very reckless at times. She bonds strongly and becoming seperated from friends or family is very hard for her.
Brief history (I'll probably change this up a little to match yours!) Fortune was born in to a long lineage of Caucasian Shepherds raised on a large wool farm in the mountains. Ever since she was large enough to walk she would follow her mother as she worked, learning which paths the sheep were herded through and watching in awe as her mother taught her the ways of their job. She enjoyed this time, and this was at a time where prey ran full in the mountains forests, and wolves weren't forced to hunt down their sheep. During this time Fortune decided to explore, and one day she met a puppy around her own age. He was odd - he seemed different, wilder, and had drastically different beliefs than her but.. that didn't matter. He was a friend, and for the rest of the spring, summer and autumn season she would meet up in secret with this puppy. She began to notice as autumn progressed, however, her friend was much thinner and scrawnier, and his mood always seemed lower than usual. She never got the chance to ask him why, as when the winter months finally came, she was completely prohibited from leaving the farm.. and one day she understood why. Wolves, everywhere, stealing and killing her herd as her and her mother worked hard to save them.. and among the wolves was her friend. Even then she wasn't truly ready to give up on him. Not until one night, when the fighting begun again, and the wolf pack stole more than just sheep. They stole her mother's life.

It may not have been her friend who did it, but she never went to meet with him again. From then on their friendship was over, and that was that. They went on their seperate paths, and Fortune graduated in to her mother's job, working alongside a herder to keep the herd safe.
Scars? A large bite scar on her neck, which prompted collar use. She has a few other minor scars, but nothing remarkable.
Collar/accessories Fortune wears a standard sheepdog collar whenever she's working to discourage animals for biting at her neck. She's worn this ever since she received a near fatal neck injury and her owner decided they couldn't let that happen again. It isn't as sharp as it looks and works mainly as a deterrent.
Strengths Fortune is a very physically strong dog, having spent most of her time defending a herd of sheep. She can run for long periods of time without tiring, and her scenting skills are above average from many lost sheep hunts. She's come to understand many a sheep's behaviour and is very good at identifying which sheep belongs to her own herd when they escape.
Weaknesses Fortune doesn't exactly think before she acts, and can throw herself in to needlessly dangerous situations at times. Her hunting skills are not the greatest, and when there are no scents to follow her navigation skills are rather poor. This never usually affected her as she tends to travel in either a pair or with a whole herd of sheep.
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[Lemon Tea Rain]

It was get another rather unremarkable day of guarding, and Fortune had spent most of the morning chatting and padding alongside her herding partner Bud. Bud was a smaller, and undeniably faster dog, but had slowed down a little that morning to talk with Fortune. The mornings were never that busy, and apart from redirecting the sheep from the barn to the grazing fields, there wasn't too much for them to do. As the sun climbed in the sky, it was slowly blocked out by heavy white clouds - a sprinkling of snow seemed inevitable that day. Not that Fortune minded all that much; her thick pelt protected her from the cold, and their herd was never to discontent with snow. All was as it should have been.

Well, it was. That was until she finally broke away from Bud to do her fence checking and she realised something - part of the fence had been torn down. By what, she didn't know, but there was definitely enough of a gap for a sheep to slip through - and the wool stuck to it suggested one had. "Bud, come over here!" She barked across the field, causing sheep to let put discontent baa's and to step away from her. Bud was by her side in an instant. "I need you to stop any sheep getting through here. We're missing one," Fortune explained quickly, before taking a few steps back and leaping the fence herself. "Cover for me, would ya?"

Not giving the poor herder any time to reply, Fortune bounded off in the direction of where the sheep had gone. Snow had begun to fall now, but the scent was still crisp, and it provided the added advantage of vague prints where the sheep had been. Brilliant! She'd just find the sheep and lead it back along the trail it left - no trouble there at all. She paused as she came up to the edge of the woods, and she swallowed hard. Okay. No trouble, as long as she didn't run in to any hungry wolves. And as long as the sheep didn't.

She shook her head free of the thought and continued on in to the woods.

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indentThe morning droned on, boring as ever, with Harou's father lecturing on about how best to keep his pack protected, what makes a good alpha blah blah blah. "Remember son, the alpha male must be strong in mind and strong in body." Harou rolled his eyes. If only his father would stop and take a minute to look at his son, not as an heir, but as his actual son. a member of the pack. perhaps then holo would notice that his son indeed was strong in mind and body. however, that would be a miracle. he let out a sigh, one his father, if he had heard, would not take notice of. on the other hand, harou's uncle, Arctos, did notice and nudged harou, shooting him a rather annoyed look, one that said "don't be so disrespectful to your alpha" harou only rolled his eyes again, trying to catch the gaze of his mother, but she was far too occupied playing with his sister. a small smile appeared on his face as he watched his youngest sister, at least she didn't get lectured like he did. he chuckled slightly as she batted a feather into the air, her tail wagging in delight. her blue gaze had fallen on her father's black body, and the young wolf hurried over to him "father, father, daddy! look!" she squealed in excitement, batting the feather over to him. his father turned to look at his daughter, engaging in her little game, which harou a chance to sneak away. seeing that neither his father, uncle or mother were not the slightest interested in what he was doing, he took the opportunity to slip away.

once free the brute ran and ran and ran, needing to clear his mind of the morning's activities and be free in his own company. as he ran, small flecks of snow began to fall, cool against his snout, and he paused, enjoying the display of white snowflakes dancing through the air. he smiled slightly and started running again, in any direction, leaping and dancing as the snow swiftly formed a blanket of white over everything it touched. soon, however, the weather turned for the worst. the wind picked up and the snow began to fall heavier and faster. harou stopped and turned to head back in the direction he had come in, but looking down at the snow he realised his tracks had already been filled in. a slight bit of panic rose in his chest, but he pushed it down, panicking in a situation like this would get someone dead. putting his head down he pushed against the snow, trying to find some shelter. at least visibility wasn't that bad at the moment.

as he wandered on, the snow fell heavier and heavier and he thought he had caught a scent in the air. a familiar scent. stopping, he opened his jaw to sniff the air, as the familiar scent flooded over him. no, it couldn't be, could it? oh dear no! no no! he had strayed to close to the sheep farm. realising that the scent was still fresh he decided to follow it. perhaps his old friend had got caught in the snow? before long the scent got stronger and stronger, and then he saw her. her familiar coat, a little taller and more grown-up than the last time he had seen her...well the last time he had seen her, her mother had been murdered but his own father... but there she was alright. his dear old friend. fortune. gulping slightly the wolf padded a little closer to her but not close enough to startle her "fortune? it's me...harou...what are you doing out here?"

[Lemon Tea Rain]

The snow continued to fall as Fortune picked her way through the woods, and by the time she realised she wouldn't be able to find her way back it was too late. She spent some time trying to ease her panic, reasoning that she just had to find the sheep and get out of the woods, and then the trail would be an easy one. No wolf would be out hunting in this, would they? No wolf would reasonably...

A voice pulled her from her thoughts, one she had once decided she never wanted to hear again. It was a more mature voice now, and had lost its squeak, but it was nearly impossible for her not to recognise it. "Harou.." she said softly, before shaking her head and turning to face him properly. Her gaze was hard and her collar glinted around her neck. "Oh. I'm... Just out for a walk." she lied tensely, her voice no longer quite as soft as before. She was quite clearly on her guard, but she couldn't help but be distracted by the sound of a not so distant baa. The sheep couldn't be far now, surely. She just had to find it.

"A better question would be what are you doing?" Fortune asked, as if he was the one trespassing. While she wasn't exactly stood on wolf territory, she wasn't far off at all, and that was where she was headed. This land was just the small gap between them. Fake it till you make it, she supposed. She just had to pretend that she was in the right, her own land, and that he was in the wrong - it was hard to tell right now anyway. Perhaps he would believe her.

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indenthe remembered that night all to well. the night his father had ordered half the pack to slaughter and take the farms sheep for food. how ruthless and hungry they must have all been to do such a horrific thing. but even more horrific was to kill a mother right in front of her own daughter. harou would have gone mad and seen red had anyone killed his mother in front of him. lucky for him, and everyone else, she was still alive. as he regarded the dog in front of him, he picked up on the changes in her voice. no longer squeaky and playful like a pups, but mature, not as soft as before, but it was still her. his ears swivelled towards her as she eventually spoke, turning to face him. he noticed an odd thing around her neck. metal with lots of little spikes, and he tilted his head slightly as he pale green eyes gazed over her and the thing on her neck. it looked rather uncomfortable, and at that moment he was rather glad he was not a house dog...but that did not mean he still wasn't jealous of the pampered life she lived. he looked her in the eyes briefly as he answered her question "Same old, avoiding my duties" he barked with a slight chuckle. as he spoke he studied her once again, noticing her guard like stance. of course she would be on guard. it was wolves who killed her mother and now a wolf was on her turf, though his ears pricked at the distant sound of a sheep's baa. he glanced in the direction he believed it came from, her lie just clicking with him, before looking back at her with a raised eyebrow "out for a walk so you say?" he questioned, clearly on to her lie. "a strange time to be out for a walk by one's self, in the middle of snowfall" he paused before continuing "Or are we after a runaway sheep?" he knew that either way, it was not his business, but it felt so good to see her. to know she was alive and well. and perhaps the word 'we' was not the best word he could have used, but anyhow he had said what he said, and there was no backing out of it now. he flicked his tail slightly to show that he meant no harm in the word 'we' of course it was her job to herd her sheep and he swore to himself after that dreadful night that he would never lay a claw on a sheep ever again. but she wouldn't know of his promise to never touch a sheep again.

[Lemon Tea Rain]

Fortune eyed the wolf with suspicion, even as he chuckled away. She hoped his chuckling would have masked the sound of her sheep in the distance, but her heart sank as he turned his head. Clearly, it had not. Her gaze turned to a glare as he began to call her out on her lie, and her heart skipped a beat as he mentioned the sheep. Her sheep. "If you even consider touching that sheep I'll year you apart myself." She snarled, clearly not taking kindly to his word choice. The flick of the tail meant nothing. He had tricked her before, and he would probably go ahead and trick her again. Her anger dampened a little as she thought back to those times, and her position softened. Back to those carefree times, when she would slip away just to play with him. To mess around and just enjoy sharing her time with someone else. "I'm not interested in a fight today, though. So I'd leave the sheep alone if I was you." She turned her gaze from him to look around for the sheep, and she listened as yet another baa rung out.

Without so much as bothering to indicate she wanted to leave the conversation, she began to pad away after the sheep. Looking at him made her feel sick inside, but something in her silently hoped he would follow. That she wouldn't have to be alone out here, when the world seemed to be blown away in a flurry of white.

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indent he watched her patiently, each passing heartbeat making him scold himself even more for using the 'we'. after what felt like an eternity she spoke again, though the glare she gave him showed him how much she appreciated his chosen words. the wolf sighed as he listened. his own anger flaring up slightly "i suspect you don't know that I took an oath to never touch a sheep again. be it dead or alive." he glared back. this really wasn't what he had wanted, for the two to begin arguing over sheep. the weird fluffy creatures that looked like walking clouds and made irritating noises all day. he huffed as she began to pad away. and decided to sit down and watch her go. if she was going to behave like that then so be it. though the longer he watched her pad away the more his heart longed to be with his oldest friend. the only creature who really understood him. with a heavy sigh and an ever so slight growl he got up and bounded after her. catching up to her in seconds. "look. i know that we have our differences. you a dog, i a wolf. and i know that night...." he paused trying to find the right words "that night was horrific for you...but it was also for me." he glanced briefly at the scar on his leg then back at her "i swore that night that i would never touch a sheep again, be it dead or alive, and my father made me pay for that." he watched her expression as he picked his next words very carefully "we may not be who we were as pups, but we are a good team. if i promise not to touch that sheep...with you being a herder, and I a natural-born hunter, perhaps we could lead the sheep to some sort of safety?" he glanced around as the snow began to fall even heavier, their visual slowly decreasing. they wouldn't be able to stay out for long.