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Name-Alera
Gender-Female
Rank-Hunter
Age-Two years


Personality-
Optimistic is one word to define her cheerfulness, she's usually always in a good mood and can be caught humming or singing to herself all the time. But it's more than just happiness even in the darkest and most difficult problems she manages to see the light or 'see the bright side' of every situation.

Also very sarcastic, she just can't contain herself when she just happens to 'Over hear' a conversation and has the perfect smart*ss remark she just has to say it. When she speaks her sarcasm can sometimes be hard to deceiver from her normal tone and most have to take a moment as to wether she's serious or just pulling their leg.

Very independent. She likes working alone and enjoys being by herself though being a female the call of companionship does call to her from time to time. She prefers solitude rather than companionship and just likes to be by herself most of the time, the only time she usually converses with others is family or a few close friends she has grown to know. But also because she's independent she doesn't accept help very easily, even when she breaks down in tears she wil simply dismiss you if you want to help you have to ignore her complaints and just do it before she would give in.

Loves a challenge. Dare her to do something I dare you. she loves proving someone wrong it just brings a smug smile to her face verytime when someone places an impossible task before her and she accomplishes it. She loves baing dared to do something, or even pushing herself farther until her body just simply gives in, while her body rest though her mind is always thinking of what she could do next.

And maybe a bit of an attitude problem. She isn't one that takes being talked back to lightly, you mummble somthing while she's yelling at you and you'll instantly regret it. you want to say something say it to her face not like a coward behind her back, she hates people that are annoying.

She's very curious she has always been the one to volunteer for any exploration and just loves to learn and see something new. She has gotten in trouble many times for just running off to explore leaving everyone to worry that she had been killed. But she always says "Curiousity killed the wolf...But satisfaction brought it back"

History-
She was born into the pack her father a loyal fighter and her mother a brave hunter, from both theses traits she was able to inherit traits to go with either rank but the forest called her name more than the lust for battle. So she chose her mothers old rank and hunted and learned from her until she was killed in a hunting accident. Humans ventured deep into the forest and killed her mother while she was tracking elk one day, with her father still at her side she continued her training as a hunter with them while she would spend the evenings with her father. But one day her father was caught mating with a loner, his urge to mate clouded his mind and his descisions. He was driven from the pack left to die while she was the only of her family alive left within the pack. Some expected her to leave with her father, but they were never really close so she stayed and has proven herself a worthy hunter and loyal to her pack.

Description-
She is tall and slim built for speed and agility which of course is the reason for her being a hunter. She has medium sized rounded paws allowing her to keep balance along the ground while chasing her prey, as well as allow her to jump unto it once close enough. Her legs are tall as in contrast with her body, but her hindlegs and shoulders are were her true power is. Her constant running and just excercise has built up her muscle allowing her to cover ground easily as well as quickly. She has a small build, but she isn't just a skinny little scrap mind you. She has russet red fur with black along her back in places as well as on her tail. The rest of her is white, bronze, or russet medium lenght fur and soft to the touch. She has tall erect ears and a medium lenghth muzzle, with soft yellow eyes and this completes her apperance.


Crush-
None.

Mate-
None.

[DelightfulMelon]

Accepted. c;

[lvxe]

Could I reserve the black female?
Where'd you get the idea and whats the story behind it?

[rose626]

(Is this alright?)

Name: Flora
Age: Two years
Rank: Beta Female
Gender: Female
Crush/Mate: None yet

Personality:
Flora is a good natured she-wolf, although can becoe very aggresive when something is not right. Most of the time you'll be on her good side, but if you do something wrong, she'll be on you faster than you can yowl for help. Unless you are a good friend, but she still won't be happy with the choice you made. She is an idependet wolf and hates the thought of others looking after her. The only exception is her mate and in a few situations. Over all, you just want to be on her good side.

History:
She grew up in a different pack but hated the way they treated her. She wasn't an omega, she was a hunter but they only valued the betas and the alphas. She heard rumors that the omegas and the black she-wolf were often killed for sport when the times were tough and they had to keep up their agility. Her pack was soon wiped out by a unknown virus that killed most of the wolves. She ran away finally because there was no one left to stop her. She norrowly escaped, but she will always fear that there will be one or two of the wolves from her previous pack out to get her.

Description:
She is built for speed with the strength of some of her old pack mates. Her mother was a hunter whilst her father was a fighter. She inherited both skills but felt that hunting was more her style. She has a light grey coat and bright blue eye that can spot movement a long way away.

[DelightfulMelon]

Accepted. c;

[lvxe]

Could I reserve the black female?
Where'd you get the idea and whats the story behind it?

[Salt.]

Tassin: Male: Three: Fighter?

Personality:
Tassin is not one to abide by common courtesy, nor is he one to sit idly in the background. If anything he is one to give you his counsel whether you have asked or not, now, whether or not this council is honest or simply snide remarks lies in the moment. It seems at more times than not he is unable to refrain his tongue in virtually every situation, this fact alone gets him in more trouble than often intended. And this he uses to his advantage, irritating his opponent to the point where they become prone to rash and ill-thought actions. He is one with words, one to charm and persuade himself out of situations his boredom threw him into.

And on that note, Tassin often grows bored, leaving himself to push the boundaries, constantly testing their strength, taunting them, willing them to brake. The line between right and wrong is often one he likes to walk. In all of this, risk seems the only thing able to retain his sanity. It’s a love hate relationship. He is virtually fearless to a point, passing off as someone who doesn’t weigh the consequences. But that is the one thing he values over everything, his ability to see the possible outcomes before they happen, this doesn’t make his immune to life’s constant surprises, but it does leave him a tad more prepared.
Mischief is what this wolf thrives in, but when it comes down to it, when everything is discarded; he is one thing, loyal. He will put down his life for anyone he has sworn this loyalty to.
And beneath all of this he has a soft heart, liable to cave to a pair of pleading eyes or the calls of the weak, or simply those in need of help.
All of this in mind, basically every ounce of it shuts off when he’s fighting, protecting those to whom he has sworn to. A second personality per say, emotionless to a point, cold, calculating. But that is simply, Tassin.

History:
At a few months of age his father, a ruthless fighter with an ego of steel misjudged a fight in a bout of fury and became crippled with injuries , his headstrong personality was said to have saved him from dying on the spot, but little could have that saved him from the infection that overran his body a few weeks later. His mother, a well-respected hunter, and reasonably upheld female, brought Tassin’s four siblings into the woods, said to be stricken by grief and driven mad by the death of her mate she toke their life’s along with her own. Tassin was then raised by his uncle, following in his footsteps to become a fighter.

Description:
Tassin is a reasonably large wolf, though in comparison to the other fighters he has a slightly thinner build making his more agile than most, the muscle resting mainly in his shoulders and neck, placing him in between a stocky and lean build, let’s just say, a happy medium. His coat is a dark ebony, eyes a bright yellow flecked with amber.

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