((Happily however I'm horrible at picking out characters as well. Thus I will give the general idea of the characters I have right now:))
Talia Omega to Silent Pack
Talia had been up for a while, she was anything but a deep sleeper. Part of it came from fear that she might talk in her sleep or kick, the fear that a nightmare would come. She had issues ever since she was taken from home, sometimes she'd dream of her family and whimper. Sometimes she'd dream of her mother singing to her and her siblings, those ones were the worst for causing the fae to whimper. Then she'd have the nightmares of those hands coming for her in the dark. She hated those, really she loathed them. They made her kick and cry out sometimes. The worst part was how they made her think she was weak and that others would think her weak. She refused to be weak to anyone. She had walked out of the den, looking around before moving over to one side of the camp to look out at the world beyond the safety of the dens. She had spent her time in the den cleaning herself to make sure her fur sat right on her body, showed no signs of any struggle she may have had in the night. She was alert as she brought her front legs together to stand with the elegance she had mastered.
Another day, and still a pack that will never be home. When the fight had broken out she of course joined the others in watching. She watched the fearful omega, having no pity for them. Fear was a weakness to her and she couldn't respect those who were weak. She watched with almost a slight smirk as the omega was killed. Tempted to take the offer to dispose of the body. "Certainly a generous offer," she muttered to no one in particular. It seemed like everything was back to being average as the fight finished.
Zeal Omega to Silent Pack
Zeal was asleep much longer than Talia. It was normal for him, despite his high energy. He ran a lot during the day and thus would sleep through a lot of the night without a problem. Sometimes he would snore and get himself kicked in the side for it, he didn't hold it against anyone when they did. He couldn't hold a grudge if he tried. He eventually woke up, found himself laying on his back with his paw sin the air. He rolled over, his dark fur sticking up every which way as he yawned. It was a normal day for him as he stretched and shook the sleep off of himself. It felt good stretching, stiff from the night his muscles seemed to rejoice at being loosened up.
He sluggishly made his way out of the den, blinking against the change in light and letting out another yawn before seeming to become a bit more alert. The general wolfish grin on his face as he looked around taking into account everything going. His tail wagged a bit as he thought about what he could possibly do within the new day. He had caught most of the fight of course, but he had kept himself emotionless during it. He felt sorry for the other omega but would never speak out against his alpha or the choices. He looked at the body of the omega, his stomach turning. He didn't much feel much like eating after seeing it but if no one else would dare go get it, he would. The wolf deserved some sort of respect.
Hawk Omega to Breeze Pack
Hawk was almost humming to himself as he sat outside of camp, he was generally a happy go lucky guy on the outside. He had gotten better at hiding how he felt about everything after he met Bane. He still enjoyed spending the first little while after he woke up, sitting outside the camp and keeping himself happy with songs his mother used to sing. Out in the wind, enjoying the territory around him. This was where he belong, it would always be where he belonged. He smiled against the light breeze letting the scents fill him as he listened for every little thing. He mainly listened to what was going on back at the camp, paying attention in case someone was looking for him so he could rush in and pretend like he wasn't slacking off. Granted he was sure most guessed he was slacking off anyways and just didn't stop him as long as he still was there when he needed to be and was still generally helpful to everyone. He laid down looking at the sky which he loved, there were nights when he'd dream of flying. He wished he could turn into a hawk sometimes, just as his name was and just get high above everything. He still liked being a fluffy wolf though it was just the sky seemed so vast and interesting.
Bane Healer to Breeze Pack
Bane was looking at his herbs, they'd become his life since he joined the pack and he was okay with that. He knew about Hawk sneaking out of the camp, he had kept tabs on the younger wolf and constantly looked out for him just as Hawk looked out for Bane in return. In recent days Bane was worried less and less about his other half. He could focus on his control, he could focus on being goo and doing what was right. Healing others was right to him. He refused to fight, he didn't ever want to have to draw blood if he could avoid it. His other half wanted nothing more than to draw blood. Bane sorted through the herbs, muttering under his breath about what he'd need to keep watch for. Eventually he left his musty, herb filled den. The smell of herbs clung to his body along with small bits mixed in with his deep brown fur. He never paid much mind to the small bits of herbs that clung to him, they would be there every time he left his den and would come loose easily enough as he went about his day. Really their added smell always reminded him of what he was and he was proud of that.