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Name: Lark
Gender: Female
Age: Seven years old
Rank: Loner

Eyes: Dark yellow
Fur: Coarse and thick, mostly
white with spots of light brown
Scars: Above and below right eye,
folded right ear, web of scars on right
side of neck
Overall: Low to the ground and powerful,
brawny, sturdy feet, walks with
determination, short tail

Positives: Highly observant,
independent, adaptable, athletic,
dutiful, honorable, cunning
Negatives: Impatient, solitary,
temperamental, detached,
impudent, prideful, deceitful

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Born in the wilds of Yellowstone, Lark and her
family led somewhat of a charmed life, free of the
dangers of human interference. Guns were a thing
of fable, and game was plentiful, even if it was
difficult to catch. She grew up here, under the
watchful eye of alpha parents, learning everything

she would need to know to survive in this place. But a perfect life is only temporary. A herd of rambunctious bison formed a fear-infused stampede after the pack tried bringing down one of their young. After being caught in the face by a horn and watching her sister succumb to the sharp hooves that decimated her body, Lark picked herself up and fled North, her own terror whispering in her ears. When she was finally forced to stop and gain her breath, Lark was unknowingly outside the safety of the park. There the spoiled wolf learned pain. First it came in the form of her wounds, warping her features. Then in loneliness, away from her beloved family. As days turned to weeks, the pain twisted into hunger. But Lark couldn't go back, too prideful to admit defeat to her mother and father. Weeks turned to years, and Lark found a new enemy. Man. They laid traps and held guns and loathed the sight of her, a side of him she was unused to after the admirers who toured her home. Paws were caught in metal teeth. The sharp pain of a bullet was felt. Still, she went on, voyaging into exotic territory of snow and ice that never melted into greenery. While the biting wind and solid ice were foreign to the wolf, the prey remained easy enough to catch, and she thrived in this new land. Curiosity has led her to the borders of this pack, watching it crumble as the chaos evolves.

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Name:
Ridley
Age:
Four years
Rank:
Fighter
Title:
'Prince Phillip'
Height:
30 inches
Weight:
95 lbs
Eyes:
Light brown
Fur:
Gray, beige, and tan
Strengths:
Bright, fast-
paced, creative,
adaptable, curious,
candid, sweet
Weakness:
Easily bored,
rebellious, can't say
no, unfocused, blunt

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Voices. They're everywhere.
From a young age, Ridley knew he was different. Those little ears would pop up, and he'd go crawling to his mother, complaining that they wouldn't let him sleep. Gentle and understanding, she would soothe him back to his dreams and make the young male forget it all had happened.

Then they started telling him to do things, leading him on with hints of rewards. Foolishly, he'd go against all morals and follow their advice, often leading him into trouble. It wasn't until after his mother passed away that Ridley really learned things were not right with him.

That soothing voice of hers found his way into his ears, despite the fact that he had seen her perish. Often, the male can be seen shaking his head, trying to rid his mind of those pleading sounds. But with no words of comfort and the pressure of adulthood, things have slowly grown worse for the young male.

Beneath that, he's a very candid and bright wolf with a knack for getting things right when he's thinking for himself and a way with words that lead others to seek him out for comfort or help.

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Name: Alevina
Alias: Levi
Gender: Female
Age: Five years old
Rank: Dispersal wolf

Coat: Soft white
Eyes: Light gold
Scars: None visible
Overall: Petite in stature,
incredibly fluffy, which
hides musculature

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Born to a proud set of alphas, Levi was immediately pushed into the spotlight, poked
and prodded to become the lady her mother was - strong, resilient, a model citizen.
Instead, Levi had other plans. She wanted nothing more than to skate by in life
without making a scene, so she shortened her audacious name to Levi and blended
into the pack as just another wolf, instead of the child of the alphas. Unfortunately,
as she aged, her downy white pelt and charming features gained unwanted attention.
She was unaware of this development, too absorbed in the beauty of the world,
enchanted by the colors of everyday objects. When the unimaginable happened
and Levi was stolen from her only known home, the young wolf became much more
reserved and predictable, screwing up anytime she's the center of attention.
Because of the standards she was raised in, however, she carries herself much like
an alpha and speaks as one, when her voice does make an appearance.

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Main Trait: Conformist

Positives: Gentle,
captivated, encouraging,
knowledgeable, quick,
articulate, enchanting,
insightful, consistent

Negatives: Reserved,
likes to be in the back-
ground, predictable,
easily embarassed

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A gentle-natured female, Assisi doesn't really
understand why the world can be cruel. Pups die.
Wolves kill. At a young age, she nearly drowned in
a swift river, barely managing to pull herself out. It
caused a curious happening where what she calls the
devil speaks to her, calling her to do his dark bidding.
This only served to spark a determination in the wolf
to do good. Sissi wholeheartedly believes in some
sort of god and some sort of afterlife. However, while
she does her best to stay on the path to honor, the
threats within her own mind often get the best of her,
leading the young wolf to do things you might never
suspect, despite an unwavering loyalty for her pack.

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Name: Assisi (Sissi)
Age: Four years old
Rank: Guard of Virean

Description: Small and lithe gray
wolf with patches of white and black. Long,
slender legs capable of speed and stability.
Thick coat hides thinness beneath.

Positives: Tactful, compassionate,
faithful, energetic, socially secure, full of
praise, invested, loyal, hardworking

Negatives: Gullible, foolish,
nervous, jumpy, unpredictable, odd,
reactive, slow-paced, overly sensitive

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Name: Faegan
Nickname: Fae
Gender: Female
Age: Four years old
Pack: Rogue
Rank: Unranked

Coat: Silver and white
Eyes: White
Scars: Right haunch,
some around throat
Overall: Tall and quick,
shimmery silver fur,
always facing someone

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Faegan never knew an easy life. She was dumped into the world, immediately forced
to fight for her life over food and warmth between her nine brothers and sisters
when the litter came too early and was born in the middle of a harsh winter. Within
a week, there were only two pups left, and they barely clung to life. Too young to
even form memories, Faegan's father died when vainly attempting to bring down a
buck by himself, fueled by starvation and the need to feed his mate and pups,
putting the trio in even more of a predicament. Somehow, they survived to Spring.
Just after her first birthday, Faegan's mother passed due to malnutrition. Deciding
life was too difficult, Fae turned her attention to pack life, leaving her sister
behind. A mate and two litters later, her life was distrupted once more when rogues
infiltrated her pack's land and decimated its members, slaughtering her family
before she could escape into the night. She spent her years looking for her last
remaining family member, knowing they would never be reunited. Because of all
the tribulations, it takes Fae forever to speak up, and life has left her an anxious mess.

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Main Trait: Distant

Positives: Eager,
agreeable, generous, fair
resourceful, cautious,
insightful, observant

Negatives: Dissatisifed,
disturbed, furtive, silent,
submissive, speaks in
riddles, head in the clouds,
suspicious, jumpy

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Name: Saylak
Gender: Male
Age: Six years old
Pack: Insert
Rank: Unranked

Coat: White
Eyes: Gold - dim
Scars: Completely covered
Overall: Long-legged, slight,
thin fur, large feet
and ears, missing hair

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Raised by a couple in an apartment, Braum was forced to become a model citizen,
adhering to their strict rules seamlessly while also swallowing his energy in order
to remain in the small home. Unfortunately, his place with them was more fragile
than he thought. When fleas infested the home, they blamed the golden dog and
dumped him on the side of the road, though the true culprit was the cat that lived
with them. Because of his life before, he's a stoic, loyal, and generous dog. Though
he is internally tormented by what has happened, it's hidden externally. Unfortunately,
because he is so good at hiding his emotions, he comes off as rigid and reserved. In
reality, his selfless nature would force him to put his life on the line for any dog or
person he comes across, feeling dependent on those around him and desiring for them
to be better off than he is. While Braum considers a life with people the ultimate
dream, he could settle nicely in the wilds if those around him desired it.

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Main Trait: Strict

Positives: Tactful,
adventurous, enduring,
nurturing, reflective,
believes highly in others,
wise, playful, helpful

Negatives: Austere,
resentful, constricting,
harsh, guarded, rigid,
traditional, faithless

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A gentle-natured female, Assisi doesn't really
understand why the world can be cruel. Pups die.
Wolves kill. At a young age, she nearly drowned in
a swift river, barely managing to pull herself out. It
caused a curious happening where what she calls the
devil speaks to her, calling her to do his dark bidding.
This only served to spark a determination in the wolf
to do good. Sissi wholeheartedly believes in some
sort of god and some sort of afterlife. However, while
she does her best to stay on the path to honor, the
threats within her own mind often get the best of her,
leading the young wolf to do things you might never
suspect, despite an unwavering loyalty for her pack.

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Name: Abbott
Age: Five years old
Rank: Alpha

Description: An incredibly long-
legged wolf with prominent ears and thin
stature. Well-suited for running and jumping.
Gray and coal coat, thin fur, multitude of
scars easily seen under pelt.

Positives: Tactful, compassionate,
faithful, energetic, socially secure, full of
praise, invested, loyal, hardworking

Negatives: Gullible, foolish,
nervous, jumpy, unpredictable, odd,
reactive, slow-paced, overly sensitive

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Driven by power and greed, Kolaiah has always wanted to
wear the world on his shoulders. Food, fame, power,
knowledge - he'd stop at nothing to get it. So it was really
no surprise when the young male rose in rank and took the
spot of jarl, even if it did happen in a rather dark and ill-
rumored way. All eyes were on him as he tried to lead the
emotionally exhausted wolves into what he called victory.
The fame led to a mate, offspring, and then a string of
deaths that left him with a bitter heart and a discontentment.
He needed more. More than power or fame. He needed
other packs to cower with his name trembling on their lips. He
needed respect he never thought he had. But with each passing
day, Kol becomes more erratic and destructive, certainly nearing
his downfall while he attempts to reach omnipotence.

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Name: Kolaiah
Age: Seven years old
Rank: Jarl of Vicarium

Description: Large wolf with a coarse
tan and white coat. Large paws, ears, and eyes.
Muscular. Scarring prevalent on right hind leg -
mild limp in colder season.

Positives: Driven, accommodating,
affable, passionate, audacious, approachable,
careful, emotionally stable

Negatives: Erratic, destructive,
never finishes what he starts, devious,
fanciful, cunning

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A gentle-natured female, Assisi doesn't really
understand why the world can be cruel. Pups die.
Wolves kill. At a young age, she nearly drowned in
a swift river, barely managing to pull herself out. It
caused a curious happening where what she calls the
devil speaks to her, calling her to do his dark bidding.
This only served to spark a determination in the wolf
to do good. Sissi wholeheartedly believes in some
sort of god and some sort of afterlife. However, while
she does her best to stay on the path to honor, the
threats within her own mind often get the best of her,
leading the young wolf to do things you might never
suspect, despite an unwavering loyalty for her pack.

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Name: Assisi (Sissi)
Age: Four years old
Rank: Guard of Virean

Description: Small and lithe gray
wolf with patches of white and black. Long,
slender legs capable of speed and stability.
Thick coat hides thinness beneath.

Positives: Tactful, compassionate,
faithful, energetic, socially secure, full of
praise, invested, loyal, hardworking

Negatives: Gullible, foolish,
nervous, jumpy, unpredictable, odd,
reactive, slow-paced, overly sensitive

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A gentle-natured female, Assisi doesn't really
understand why the world can be cruel. Pups die.
Wolves kill. At a young age, she nearly drowned in
a swift river, barely managing to pull herself out. It
caused a curious happening where what she calls the
devil speaks to her, calling her to do his dark bidding.
This only served to spark a determination in the wolf
to do good. Sissi wholeheartedly believes in some
sort of god and some sort of afterlife. However, while
she does her best to stay on the path to honor, the
threats within her own mind often get the best of her,
leading the young wolf to do things you might never
suspect, despite an unwavering loyalty for her pack.

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Name: Assisi (Sissi)
Age: Four years old
Rank: Guard of Virean

Description: Small and lithe gray
wolf with patches of white and black. Long,
slender legs capable of speed and stability.
Thick coat hides thinness beneath.

Positives: Tactful, compassionate,
faithful, energetic, socially secure, full of
praise, invested, loyal, hardworking

Negatives: Gullible, foolish,
nervous, jumpy, unpredictable, odd,
reactive, slow-paced, overly sensitive

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