I hope these are ok!
Appearance: A skinny black and grey wolf
Name: Zagreus
Age: 3
Gender: male
Rank: hunter
Blessed by: Hades
Personality: Happy go lucky, the world seems to roll right off Zagreus’s shoulders. Quick with a smile, quick with a joke or playful sarcasm, this perpetual ray of sunshine is either a good friend or completely insufferable, take your pick. He seems to have made it his goal to befriend everyone in the pack, a task that becomes increasingly difficult the more his well intentioned advances come across as an annoyance to everyone around him. Still, he just wants to get to know others before it’s too late. That’s the problem with his powers, they don’t let him forget that life is just a temporary state. It’s one thing to know everything around you is slowly dying but it’s another thing entirely to see it, to spend every waking moment aware of the life force that could be snuffed out at any moment. He’s seen it many times, in his family, in his pack mates, in strangers... He’s reminded again and again that everyone he knows is going to leave him, wolves that were once vibrant just become empty, nothing. How could something that was once a living thinking feeling being just become nothing but a meat puppet? That’s why he’s so desperate to make friend’s, even if he can’t extend their lives, maybe he can help make it better in some way? It’s not much but it gives him purpose and keeps the ever present feelings of helplessness at bay and for now, that enough. Still, his fear of loss means he tries to keep himself from becoming emotionally reliant on anyone and wishes there was a way to open up without becoming vulnerable.
Sexuality: pansexual demiromatic
Crush: open
Mate: none
Other: Despite being blessed by Hade’s, Zagreus has never used the reanimation part of his powers. He’s actually deeply unnerved by the dead, prey included, and has been known to close his eyes while eating. During the hunt he’s fine but after the kill has been made he makes excuses to leave and otherwise avoid being around or looking at the carcass.
Appearance: (The picture is not very accurate, I’ll try to draw her at some point) A large heavyset wolf with a broad face. She’s not pretty to look at, but she is built like a tank. One of the strongest wolves in the pack even before being blessed Danea looks every bit a fighter. She has heavy scarring on all of her left side and almost no fur on her left back leg.
Name: Danea
Age: 4
Gender: female
Rank: fighter
Blessed by: Hephaestus
Personality: There are few wolves more physically intimidating than Danea, and her tendency to silently loom over other wolves doesn’t help make her any more approachable. Cold and more than a little standoffish, Danea tends to keep to herself and keep other wolves at arm’s length. She’s not a huge talker, coming across as the strong silent type. In truth, she’s just not every good at small talk and keeps her mouth shut to avoid making a fool of herself. Up until recently had most of life divided between desperately trying to win her mother’s favor with having her emotion directly controlled by her mother. Now that that’s gone, she’s trying to figure herself out. Danea is unfailingly reliable. She’ll help anyone in need, no questions asked, and is a surprisingly good listener when given half the chance. While grateful to Hephaestus, she has a lot of resentment towards the gods, particularly Hera and Aphrodite.
History: Danea had a complicated family life, to put it lightly. Her mother, an vain but extremely intelligent wolf, was blessed by Hera and used that power to manipulate those around her. Danea grew up never knowing what emotions were her own and what was a fabrication made by her mother. She was already well aware of what a disappointment she was, Danea was homely at best and for a mother that priced beauty, homely just wasn’t enough. Desperate for approval, Danea trained hard, her body might not have been ideal for beauty and grace, but it was perfect for strength. She wasn’t blessed, but she did become a fighter to be reckoned with, able to hold her own alongside her gifted packmates. But that still wasn’t enough, it never was. She’d probably still be caught in that vicious cycle of trying to prove herself if it wasn’t for a freak attack while she and her mother were out of camp. Danea was able to fend the creature off but got caught in a resulting landslide, becoming pinned under the rocks. Danea’s mother abandoned her, leaving her trapped daughter to the mercy of the creatures. It was then that Hephaestus blessed her, giving Danea the supernatural strength to escape the rocks and get back to camp. Her mother was never seen again.
Sexuality: bisexual
Crush: open
Mate: none
by LunaClaw » Mon Nov 02, 2020 9:49 am 
