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||Fuoco dell'anima or Soul Fire||
||Description||
Fuoco was once a large and intimidating wolf, while he's still large he's no longer very intimidating. He stands at three feet at the shoulders, bigger than that average wolf, and at one time fluctuated between 180 and 190 pounds of pure muscle depending on the season. He now fluctuates now between 110 and 120 pounds. In color, his fur is a mixture of reds and browns whats netter known as "russet". His body is tickled with black along his spine though which adds some definition to his coat. Fuoco has bright golden eyes, which often seem to flare with a bright flame. With old age, he has started to grey a bit, and he isn't as energetic as before. Fuoco does have a few scars including but not limited to a torn upper left lip, a few bite marks on his ankles nicks on his ears, and a scar across his shoulder blades.
||Nick-Name|| Fuoco, or Fuo||
||Gender|| Male||
||Rank||Omega||
||Age||7 years||
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||Personality|| A lot can be said of Fuoco, but two things you'll never forget are that he's gracious and surprising. Of course, he's also sentimental, curious, and disciplined, but those are often overshadowed by tendencies of being venomous as well. His grace though is what he's most well-liked for. Friends frequently count on this and his independence in times of need.
Nobody's perfect of course and Fuoco has a range of flaws to deal with too. His disturbing nature and inconsideration can cause things to heat up, much to the annoyance of others. Fortunately, his surprising nature helps keep them in check for at least a little.||
||History||
Fuoco dell'anima better known as Fuoco, was born many years ago to his mother Nube tempestosa(Storming cloud) and his father Sole scuro(Dark sun) along with two sisters and a brother. His parents were not particularly high ranking within the pack, his mother being the lead fighter, and his father a scout, but they were well respected and old. In fact, they were about the same age he is now when they had Fuoco and his siblings. He grew to love hunting much like his mother and ended up being a fighter under her command for a short time. Fuoco took over as lead fighter when he was three when his mother retired. Around this time he fell for a female by the name of Sole invernale(Winter sun), who went by Invernale or Nale most of the time. The female was a hunter, and he courted the pretty white-furred female for six months before the two became mates. Another six months later when he was four years old, they had a litter of three pups, two girls and a single boy. Sadly, one of the girls was stillborn. But they still gave the little girl a name, which turned out to be Nato in Paradiso which translated to "Born in Heaven". Their two other pups were named Fulmine dell'anima and Anima in Tempesta. He and his mate watched their pups grow with great joy, though the small family took a blow when his mate died, in the attack that took the lives of the alphas and betas. When Nebbia was elected to be the new alpha, he retired, handing his rank to someone new. He's currently an omega and spends most of his days taking care of pups, telling stories, giving advice, or resting.||
||Kin|| Open||
||Pups|| Fulmine dell'anima, and Anima in tempesta
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||Crush|| none||
||Mate|| Sole invernale||
||Other|| Carries the scent of Cypress & Lemon||
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||[Anima in Tempesta or Storming Soul||
||Description||
Tempesta is an average-sized wolf, at two feet and seven inches at the shoulder. Speaking of her shoulders, they are broad, and muscular though her hind legs are stronger. She has a build meant for both speed and strength. But let's leave that alone for now. She currently fluctuates between 90 and 150 pounds depending on the season. Her fur is a mixture of different shades of greys, ranging from silver-white to nearly black with hints of tan on her hind legs and tail. Tempest's favorite thing about herself is her eyes, something that she gets from her mother. The left is a startling shade of emerald green while the right eye is a bright sapphire blue. Tempy has a few scars from hunting mishaps, and even a slight limp from a badly healed injury.
||Nick-Name|| Tempy, Tempest or Tempesta||
||Gender|| Female||
||Rank||Lead Hunter||
||Age||3 years||
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||Personality|| It takes a while to get to know Tempest, but if nothing else you should know she's calm and decisive. Of course, she's also gentle, trusting, and elegant, but they're often slightly tainted by a mindset of being apathetic as well. Her calm nature though is what she's kind of cherished for. On many occasions, people will count on this and her calm nature especially when they need comforting or support. Nobody's perfect of course and Tempest has a share of darker sides to deal with too. Her insincerity and possessive nature risk ruining pleasant moods and just affect all around negatively. Fortunately, her decisive nature is usually there to soften the blows.||
||History|| As far as Tempest knows her parents only had two pups, never told about their baby sister. But such a thing has colored her interactions with everyone. At a young age, Tempy was cornered by looks of pity and sympathy, something she never really understood. As far as she knew there was no reason to pity her or her brother. So she ignored it, and most of the pups her age. When she was old enough she trained as a hunter, something both of her parents praised. Tempest was a good hunter, considerably one of the best when it came to large pack hunts for large game. As Tempest had no time for small prey, they didn't test her skill. So She was very confused when Nebbia was named lead hunter. Someone who might have the energy but probably not the experience to lead hunts and such. But like any good soldier, Tempest followed orders and did as she was told. When the previous alphas and betas died and Nebbia voted alpha female, she was shocked, and a little angry. Something which has now morphed into confusion and irritation, though it was somewhat lessened when she became the new lead hunter.||
||Kin|| Fulmine dell'anima, Fuoco dell'anima, and Sole invernale||
||Pups|| None yet
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||Crush|| open||
||Mate|| Looking||
||Other|| Carries the scent of Lemon & Lavender||
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|| Fulmine dell'anima or Soul Lightning ||
||Description||
While Fulmine takes after his mother in his looks when it comes to his size he's just like his father. In fact, Flimine is a few inches bigger than his father at three feet and two inches at the shoulder. He fluctuates between 185 and 195 pounds just five pounds heavier than his father. His fur is almost pure white in color, though it's tinged with a blonde hue along his shoulders, flanks, and rump. His eyes are like his father a bright golden, though these seem to flash with lightning than anything else. Like other fighters, he does have a few scars. A torn ear, one across his left flank, and a bite scar on his muzzle.
||Nick-Name|| Fulmine, Mine, Ful||
||Gender|| Male||
||Rank||Fighter||
||Age||3 years||
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||Personality|| A lot can be said of Fulmine, but above else know that he's brilliant and charismatic. Of course, he's also humorous, gentle, and considerate, but far less strongly and often mixed with being grim as well. His brilliance though, is what he's often adored for. Friends frequently count on this and his fun-loving nature whenever they need cheering up. Nobody's perfect of course and Ful has a fair share of lesser days too. His ire and predatory ways can cause things to heat up and could ruin plenty of evenings. Fortunately, his charisma usually softens the worst of it.||
||History|| At a young age, Fulmine understood death. When he was just a few months old he'd overheard two older wolves, a healer, and a scout respectively, talk about his dead sister. At the time he'd been confused, and wondered when his sister Tempest had died. He was surprised when three minutes later, he ran into his supposedly dead sister and quickly figured out the truth. He mourned the sister he would never know but didn't say anything to his parents or his sister. Fulmine started training to be a fighter, and he was soon believed to be a prodigy, getting more and more attention from his fellow fighters. Something he didn't appreciate. When his father retired, they tried to get him to be a lead fighter but he refused by telling them that he didn't think it was a good idea, that he wasn't an ideal lead fighter. Which was true, though that doesn't mean he doesn't have his eye on another high rank.||
||Kin|| Fuoco dell'anima, Sole invernale, and Anima in Tempesta.||
||Pups|| None
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||Crush|| Open||
||Mate|| Looking||
||Other|| Carries the scent of Lemon & Lime||
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