Hi! You guys still open?
Name: Wildfire
Age: 2
Gender: Fae, thank you.
Rank (If you are a loner, just say loner):
Rank wanted: Although I should be beta, I'm not actually beta so I'll have to settle for warrior. *mutters something offensive to current beta.*
Appearance (pictures preferred): I can't get a picture, but I'm a white wolf, with 3 gold bands of fur on my front left leg and a blue one on my back right. One of my ears is half servered and my eyes are a harsh silver. My fur is matted slightly and my legs are long and gangly. I'm a head higher than most wolves. Okay, I'm not the best looking but I don't care.
Personality: According to my friends, although I am very, very, brave, they say I'm too brave and that I should use my head. They also tell me that I have SERIOUS aggression problems. I guess I do but hey? That's good in it's own way. I'm a bit of a rainbow sheep - I have never seemed to fit in, because of my history. (You'll learn that In a sec) I'm proud to say I have nerves of steel and am practically fearless. Although, i'm clapstri...clastra..... I don't like small spaces. You'll learn why in a second, too. I guess I could be called brutal, because I have given some nasty wounds in the past. Really nasty ones. (For example, there's a brute hobbling around with only half a face and 3 legs but in my defense, he started it!!!)
History: I grewup as the rightful alpha to the most powerful pack in the mountains. However, some horrible beta called rowan decided he'd try to blame the murder of a pup on me, so I was kicked out and branded as a rouge. And for therefore, I was 4 months old. I grew up hardy and alone. When I was nearly two, I was invited to join a pack.... Despite my heritage. So here I am.
Other: Nope.