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[Tiger_Eye]

Name: Nova
Appearance: ^^
Gender: Female
Age: 4
Personality: Quiet, Hard-working and Dedicated. She is very humble and doesn't have much self confidence. She spends most of her time away from others apart from when she is working for others. She would never dream of challenging another wolf, although she would like to help look after or adopt pups if any were abandoned or orphaned.
Pack Position: Omega
Crush: None
Mate: Looking
Sexuality: Gay
Other:


Name: Swan
Appearance: ^^
Gender: Female
Age: 3
Personality: Loyal, Agile and Docile. She will happily help others and puts them before herself, making sure everyone is full before taking prey. She tries to resolve arguments quickly and is very against excessive bloodshed.
Pack Position: Hunter
Crush: Leviathan
Mate: None
Sexuality: Straight
Other:


Name: Derati
Appearance: ^^
Gender: Male
Age: 7
Personality: Strong-willed, Blunt and Persistent. However, he could open his heart to another who had also been through tough times. He was abandoned as a pup and left to die, but was found by a lone wolf who cared for him but tragically died, shot by hunters. Left to fend for himself, he survived for a couple of years before finding his way into the pack.
Pack Position: Fighter
Crush: Sirabi, although she would need to earn his respect in some way for him to actually consider a relationship.
Mate: None
Sexuality: Straight
Other:

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[kintsugi.]

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name: leviathan
nickname: levi, prefers his whole name
age: six years
gender: male
pack: -
rank: beta male
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+traits: smart, realistic, charming
-traits: pessimistic, aggressive, lustful
hidden: emotional, caring, fatherly
likes: the dark, cold weather, nature
dislikes: being alone, loud noises, arrogance
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crush: open - state interest / developed in role play
mate: none - keeping his eyes open
family: none that he wishes to remember
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breed: northern rocky mountain wolf hybrid
species: canis lupus irremotus
height: 3.10ft - high above average (116.84 cm)
length: 5.11ft - high above average (180.39 cm)
weight: 189 pounds - high above average (85.7 kg)
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top coat: silvering - soft, choppy
under coat: ebony - short, fine
eyes: volcanic orange
build: muscular, tall, chiseled, devilish
musk: blackberries, smoke, forest moss
accent: english / british
voice claim: newt scamander
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talents: fighting, hunting, and scenting
faults: honest, slightly depressing, moody
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from his haunting volcanic-gold eyes that seem to frighten and stun, to his fluffy gray-patterned feather of a tail that he holds high above the heads of his pack mates, levi is definitely one of a kind. on the surface, his fur is a sharp gray, it intertwines with bits and pieces of his underbelly--which is smokey fog--but underneath all that is a richer, darker charcoal color. it can often be seen while he's running or the wind is blowing, this fur is thick, yet holds an odd softness to it that can’t really be understood. his paws and muzzle are all soaked in a vibrant masking, which consists of gray, ebony, and silver. his tail tip also has a hint of ashen that seems to fade in and out every now and then. his whole body -- other than his legs, face, and neck -- are covered in shadowy and smoke patterns. levi has eyes like a plasma moon, an oval shape with a pulsing, crisp orange base that leads onto traces of light mango and sun. they’re very hypnotizing if stared at too long, they almost seem to change color with the time of day.
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his forebears were preoccupied with his siblings, and were fixated upon heredity and carrying on the bloodlines, in which they had done for centuries. he grew older, though spent much of his time as a solitary brute, roaming the forests he knew so well. he did not mind the life of solitude, however did not mind being in the company of others. he acquired needed skills over the course of two years, the brute heeded his surroundings, and became a skilled hunter; he lurked soundlessly, leaping upon his unsuspecting prey, executing it with a single blow. his paws with swift and inaudible; he knew to slow his breathing as to remain unheard, he needn't his forebears to evade and reject him for not being to first born or perhaps the strongest amongst his siblings. levithan certainly wasn't weak, and he took it upon himself to prove it so. he spent every waking moment enhancing his skills; then came the day he challenged his father for the alpha rank, killing him in the process. no tears were shed, considering looking upon the beast would imply that you thought you understood the hardships he endured as a child, though most chuckle and hold their hearts in beat when he begins to ramble on about the beatings and mutilations his scorned eyes have witnessed and lived through. leviathan did not grow strong overnight, for his body for forged of pain and anger due to an abusive father who tended to take his unsatisfactory thoughts out on his withering mother before lashing out upon the little pup with his own ambitions. now with his father dead, he has been leading his thriving pack, now he's in need of new pack members and a loving female to bear his pups. though the male is very difficult to please, just as his father was, he only hopes not to follow in his footsteps... but of course that never happened. he trailed down the same path his father did, calculatingly violent until it practically sent him crazy. he ended up with his leader, a person he's been beside for more than two years. they put him on the right path, or a path for that matter.
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at first gaze, he appears a predator to all wolves, one to be feared. with eyes of orange glowing as if the devil himself possessed him; locked upon the unfortunate soul in question, those haunting orbs filled with a cross between remembrance of the darkest of strife and wisdom obtained from thus named troubles, the silver lips curled into a knowing smile; as if he is filled with knowledge and certainty; but his stance taut and guarded, as if one move could be the difference between a set of a teeth in the throat, or all of the knowledge in the world, this brute is certainly not easy to become acquainted with. if one does capture his attention or is forced upon him, he is almost always courteous and joyous - as if he is blessed with the presence, and he knows how to get what he desires at any costs, in spite of the degrading and terrifying rumors circulating behind his back. beware the fangs that are not seen, but felt all too late. but alas, he does have a good side, one that his merged with his shadier one to make him reliable in spite of the odds; the result is an odd mix that was carefully cultivated and brought to full bloom by his loving pack. levi is a brute that is hard to cope with; simple as that. to many, he is bipolar. his values are those that he loves, his family, comes first. he trusts a few individuals; simple as that. those individuals are his pack, which he deems family, any pack that shows him kindness and can gaze past his horrid interior and morbid ways. and when his trust is earned, he is an entirely different individual. the wisdom obtained through strife and misery he is willing to share; the mysteries of the world that he has insight on he is willing to converse upon; the young ones he would gaze a hungrily as if they were prey to be used become his own pups; he guides each and every one of his pack mates as best he can with what he has; he places himself within the servitude of his family.---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

[Lady_Botz]

Added one more character to my forms on page one.

[Lexa-the-wolf]

(Everyone is accepted, thank you for joining. We can get started, since we have enough people.)

Nala
Female
10 weeks
Just outside pack's territory

Nala slowly made her way over to a small cave. It was just big enough for her to lay in, which made it a bit tight. Not that she minded, she was just happy to be able to find a place to relax. The last few days had been hard on her, her parents were killed, she wasn't able to get her own food, so, she just laid there hungry. A small song bird sung it's heart song, to the world to hear. "If you were down here bird, I would eat you." Nala mumbled.

Lexa
Female
3 years old
In Alpha cave

Lexa laid her head on her paws, as her heavy eyes began to close. She hadn't been sleeping well the past few nights. She didn't know why, or how to sleep better. What she did know was, she was tired, cold and hungry. There wasn't any food in camp at the moment, and the chilly winds were making it harder to find food. Her stomach let out a low growl, indicating it wanted food. A ping of guilt hit her right in the guts. If she was hungry, the rest of the pack was hungry. But, yet, here she laid, being lazy. Lexa stood up, letting out a growl, "I won't let my pack go hungry."

[Tiger_Eye]

Nova||Female||4 years||Omega||Omega Den
Nova lay curled up in the den, face buried deep into her tail. It was times like these which made her glad for her slightly longer pelt than many of the other wolves, as, naturally, the omega den was in the worst position of all the dens as they had last choice. She had tried to bed the back wall out with ferns, but still cold wind and sometimes rain got through easily.

Swan||Female||3 years||Hunter||Outside Alpha Den
Swan sat still, sheltered next to some tree roots from the wind. She buried her nose into her thick fur, not tired enough to sleep but gaining a small amount of energy from the brief rest. The wolf was snapped out of her light slumber by Lexa's growl from her den, before checking that the alpha's words had been true. She couldn't believe that she had let the prey run down to nothing, as a hunter it was her responsibility to catch food so that there was a constant supply to the whole pack if there was an emergency and they needed it.

Derati||Male||7 years||Fighter||Fighter Den
Derati lay in his section of the den, silvering muzzle resting on his paws. His eyes focused on a fern outside the entrance to the den which was waving back and forth until he began to feel tired and fell asleep, his orange-brown eyes closing wearily. As he had aged, the male found himself needing gradually more sleep but he refused to admit that to anyone else for fear that they would deem him useless and lower his rank or, worse, leave him stranded as he had been as a pup.

[coyotebluff]

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- mellifluous
- "mell"
- male
- 4 years of age
- 2.2 ft tall
- silver and white fur with
light brown accents
- smaller than average, but
thin and muscular
- chocolate brown eyes
- fighter
- no crush
- no mate

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- he's a tough guy
- way too cocky for his own good
- confident as all heck
- downright shameless  
- acts like he's better than everyone else
- straight up mean to everyone
- violent when angered
- won't hesitate to verbally or physically attack
- extremely flirtatious
- has his "ways" of getting what he wants
- has no respect for anyone ever
- takes advantage of everyone
- can be a good boi when he wants
- extremely athletic and intelligent
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[Lexa-the-wolf]

(Accepted, thank you for joining)

Lexa
Female
3 years old
Outside Alpha cave

Lexa walked out of her cave, stretching. A gust of frigid wind blew through her pelt, making her shiver. She made her way through camp, hunting wasn't an alpha's responsibility. But, she along with the others were hungry. It was her job to keep the pack safe. It was her job to make sure everyone had fully stomachs. She didn't care if it meant roaming through the woods alone. She had to help her pack. Lexa gave one last glance at the others, in their dens, before disappearing into the woods. The small clearing around the camp, was filled with thick pine trees. It was great to hide, in case something bad was to come. But, it was hard to hunt in.

[Tiger_Eye]

Nova||Female||4 years||Omega||Omega Den
Nova lay curled up in the den, face buried deep into her tail. It was times like these which made her glad for her slightly longer pelt than many of the other wolves, as, naturally, the omega den was in the worst position of all the dens as they had last choice. She had tried to bed the back wall out with ferns, but still cold wind and sometimes rain got through easily.

Swan||Female||3 years||Hunter||Outside Alpha Den
Swan followed after Lexa, yipping to catch her attention and let her know that she was there, not wanting to startle her and scare away the prey or get pinned to the ground for being mistaken or an attacker. She caught up to the other female, ears down and tail low in apology. "I'm very sorry for not hunting sooner, may I hunt with you now to make up for it?" She asked hopefully.

Derati||Male||7 years||Fighter||Fighter Den
Derati lay in his section of the den, silvering muzzle resting on his paws. His eyes focused on a fern outside the entrance to the den which was waving back and forth until he began to feel tired and fell asleep, his orange-brown eyes closing wearily. As he had aged, the male found himself needing gradually more sleep but he refused to admit that to anyone else for fear that they would deem him useless and lower his rank or, worse, leave him stranded as he had been as a pup.

[Lexa-the-wolf]

Lexa
Female
3 years
In the woods, hunting

Lexa glanced back, as Swan yipped to get her attention. "Hello Swan. It's fine, there hasn't been much prey around. This cold has chased them farther away from the territory. I'm worried that, we'll have to leave the territory to find something to eat." Her voice trailed off, she didn't like to talk about this. Saying it out loud, only makes it even more real. Lexa gave the other wolf a playful nudge, with her muzzle. "I would love to have company. Two wolves are better then one."

[Tiger_Eye]

Nova||Female||4 years||Omega||Omega Den
Nova lay curled up in the den, face buried deep into her tail. It was times like these which made her glad for her slightly longer pelt than many of the other wolves, as, naturally, the omega den was in the worst position of all the dens as they had last choice. She had tried to bed the back wall out with ferns, but still cold wind and sometimes rain got through easily.

Swan||Female||3 years||Hunter||In the woods
Swan nodded slowly. She really didn't want to have to stray from the territory, which they knew was mostly safe, and out into the unknown where there sometimes could be snares or even hunters. "We are much more likely to catch something this way, prey will find it harder to adoid two of us." The wolf was glad that she wasn't going to be criticized for not correctly doing her duties previously.

Derati||Male||7 years||Fighter||Fighter Den
Derati lay in his section of the den, silvering muzzle resting on his paws. His eyes focused on a fern outside the entrance to the den which was waving back and forth until he began to feel tired and fell asleep, his orange-brown eyes closing wearily. As he had aged, the male found himself needing gradually more sleep but he refused to admit that to anyone else for fear that they would deem him useless and lower his rank or, worse, leave him stranded as he had been as a pup.