Name: He is known as Alec, meaning
'Defender of Men' in Greek. He was given this name by his parents in the hope he would be a loyal pack member who does not seek violence. And only protects. Unfortunately it seems he has done almost the exact opposite – enjoying a fight far more than anything else. But when it comes to his pack – they are the only ones who he would willingly protect and who hold the only shreds of his loyalty.
Gender: He is a brute. Which is exactly what his parents wished for. He knew that if he had been a fae he would’ve been abandoned by them.
Sexuality: He is not ruled by gender, if he likes someone, that is that - gender does not matter to him.
Rank: He is a thorough bred fighter, through and through. He is exceedingly good at it, and is a great protector of the pack. He doesn’t like bowing to the Lead Fighter – he has always been stubborn in that sense and a bit of a rule breaker, which can make him quite unlikeable. But currently he is simply being patient, maybe his rank will change.
Personality Description: He is cold as the ice that clings to this place in the depths of winter. He holds no abundance of emotions for anyone, preferring to keep to himself for his and everybody else’s safety. He is calculating and although he appears calm he has a fiery temper. It doesn’t take much to rile him up – but when he truly snaps there is trouble. But despite all these walls, he has a softer side, much like any other wolf. He cares for his pack though he doesn’t show it. And if someone bothered to get close enough they might catch his biting humour and perhaps even befriend him. But he makes it hard work, after all – you have to struggle to truly get anywhere.
Your Story: As a pup he was always powerful – often winning his and the other pack youths play fights. His pack was always fighting for its territory with another pack that was unnaturally close to theirs. They were holding their own, barely. His parents taught him to fight before making the lead fighter train him – preparing him for a battle wrought life. It was good they did so much before they died. Out of nowhere they were ambushed one frosty spring morning, practically no one survived. He only got away from being spared by a strangely merciful member of the opposing pack – an act of defiance that had them outcast in the end. He hopes to one day give his gratitude to that wolf, but he doesn’t know where they vanished to….
Kin: They all passed away when he was young over territorial fights. He and a small number of other cubs ran – and managed to escape.
Crush: He is more inclined towards fae’s but wishes for someone who can challenge him – play dirty. He doesn’t see any appeal in those who grovel. He is attracted to fire, defiance and loyalty.
Mate: He has not yet met anyone who has caught his interest.
Pups: He does not have any, but perhaps one day he will wish for some, who knows.
Anything else?: He is rather tall and actually rather lean, but you can easily see the tight muscle under his fur. He has gained several scars over time, the largest being a light pink line running the length of his right flank.
Name: Her name is Nora, translated from Latin it means ‘honour’. She was given this name by one of the pupsitters who adopted her as a child. It had been her wish for Nora to find what her name entails and she had said as much when she was exiled.
Gender: Nora is a fae, though quite tom boyish in personality.
Sexuality: She is attracted to both male and female wolves.
Rank: She is currently a new member of the pack , exiled from her previous pack she acts much like a wanderer, a lost soul. She knows not what to do or where to go - but once she finds what she wants, she will fight tooth and nail to get it. She has her eye of the position of hunter and is planning on asking the Alpha about it. Although she feels her love to fight and constant bloodlust may make things very problematic in the future.
Personality Description: She can seem a bit awkward and first, but she may open up if she decides she likes you. She has a quick wit and volatile sense of humour, her anger is quick to flare and she fights as well as any brute. If you make your dislike for her known she will do the same, she can be painfully blunt and isn’t one to sugar-coat things. But despite all these she has an infectious laugh and enjoys having fun. Her calm exterior hides a number of things… She tells no one of her love for violence, as she fears in this calm pack she will not fit in – and she doesn’t wish to be cast out so soon after she has joined.
Your Story: She was abandoned as a pup, the runt of the litter. One day while gathering herbs a pack healer came across her and passed her on to one of the pupsitters. It took a long time but eventually she was thought of as part of the pack, but that was more due to the Alphess’ feelings than anything else. Since she had mostly adopted her as one of her own. Yet one year, the Alphess left to hunt and never returned, the pack went into a state of chaos. In the end she was blamed, apparently if she had never come that would’ve never happened. She was exiled as a result. But she most definitely did not go down without a fight.
Kin: She never truly had any.
Crush: There are most definitely a few wolves who have gained her attention… But thanks to being new she doesn’t want to rush in yet.
Mate: She will have one in the end – probably. It doesn’t feel too important to her at the moment though.
Pups: She hasn’t really thought much about the matter, but she does know that she does want them someday.
Anything else?: She loves thunderstorms and any kind of lightning. She will often sit out in them or travel in the forest just to watch them.
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