Sacred Woods V.2 | Forms | Accepting

[.KeithKogane]

Welcome to Sacred Woods.
This land that has been the home to wolves for years. It's very large, and spacious though is only home to one wolf pack. Despite the beautiful scenery, it's realistically difficult to survive alone. The prey that is spread across the land consists of: moose, elk, deer to rabbits, squirrels, and sometimes fish from the great rivers. Despite being the only wolves that own the land, there are other predators to be observant of. Grizzly or Mountain Lion attacks wouldn't be uncommon, especially on the eastern side of the territory consists of rocky land.

It's been three years since the previous alpha Autumn has been murdered by her successor. Not by choice. _____'s taken over the pack, plunging them into darkness. None try to appose their leader, in fear of being casted out of even worse. Death. Autumn's brother, Eclipse was killed mercilessly for trying to fight back and take his sister's place.
Little did _____ know, Autumn and her mate Thunder gave birth to their daughter about six months before the incident. In fear, the young pup ran away after seeing the horror's of the tyrant and lived among the other forest creatures. As a loner. Will she one day come back, and take her rightful place is alpha? Only time will truly tell.

Roleplay

[.KeithKogane]

Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ; Kanti is a interesting wolf, by interesting I mean complex.
She's very alert in many situations, along with a clever mind set. She's balanced
with almost everything she does, though the female is a deep thinker.
She's graceful with her fighting and hunting, since she had to learn on
her own. She's observed the styles of a grizzly bear and a cougar,
which her own talents originated from. Kanti is honorable, though she
is pretty humble about it. And because of growing up alone, the wolf's
very independent. Though she is a loveable character, for her caring
side of her personality. She's very skillful and subtle. Though I can't
just tell you about the good things. Every moon has a dark side.
Kanti is very confidential or secretive about her life, or wellbeing.
She's pure, and by that she doesn't know much about the romantic
side of a wolf's nature. She doesn't really understand flirting, since
she's never been around it. The wolf is very blunt, with almost everything.
She has major trust issues since she saw her parents brutally killed,
so to new wolves she's a bit cold. Kanti is faithless, meaning she doesn't
believe in Tallulah, who some might say is the wolf god. Despite being
alone for three years, Kanti has picked up on the sarcastic trait, by meeting
other loners.

Aᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ; Kanti stands tall at 28in at the shoulder, with the weight of
75lbs. Her pelt has a light brown color, which contrasts with the black and the white.
It's easy to see the resemblance from her to her parents, especially since she inherited
her mother's emerald green eyes. Though there are some golden-yellow flecks near her
black pupil. She has a slightly built body figure for a female, though she's small enough
to run faster than most wolves. Her claws are large and strong, given she studied bears
and mountain lions she's come across. Though because of that, Kanti bears several scars
along her body. Across her nose is a scar in which she got to close to a cougar. On her legs
are from another cougar, and on her shoulder is a large and deep scar from a bear. Though
on her right eye is a bit smaller scar, that crosses from her eyebrow to her cheek.

Don't ever mistake my silence for ignorance,
my calmness for acceptance,
and my kindness for weakness.

Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ; K. Shadow.
Aɢᴇ; 3 years, 6 months
Dᴀᴛᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ; May 17th
Sᴇx; Female/Fae/Bitch/She-wolf
Rᴀɴᴋ; Loner
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Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ sᴛᴀᴛᴜs; Single
Cʀᴜsʜ; None - Open
Oғғsᴘʀɪɴɢ; None
Bɪᴏʟᴏɢɪᴄᴀʟ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛs; Autumn & Thunder
Sɪsᴛᴇʀ; None
Bʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ; None
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Tʜᴇᴍᴇ sᴏɴɢ; See you again

[.KeithKogane]

Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ; Cheveyo is an interesting male wolf. He's very admirable, with his
warrior like mindset. He's challenging to other males, who are arrogant and
cocky.It's just his way of testing other males in his pack. He's a deep thinker, trying
to come up with new ways to keep his pack out of trouble and upright. Very
hard-working, with volunteering to go onto patrols with the patrollers. He's
knowledgeable, and with that he his leaderly. Soul a very logical
thinker, though he is very masculine. Shockingly he's patient,
though he does have his breaking point. Even under a terrible leadership, he's
reliable to anyone. Very serious, in which he doesn't engage in child
like activities. Though he wouldn't know what exactly to do anyways. Soul is
awkward in romantic situations, since he's never taken much interest in
anyone in that way before. Though everyone has a bad side, including him. Very
complex. It's hard to understand this male, or break through his tough
shell. Pretty ordinary, nothing's very special about him despite his
large size and his eyes. Stern with anyone, though he does have a slight
soft-spot for pups. Very stubborn, which means it's hard to change
his mind. Soul is blunt, especially with wolves in a line of power. He finds
no reason to sugar-coat anything. He's difficult to deal with, since he
doesn't show any of his emotions to anyone. Even pain, it's hard to
tell with him.

Aᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ; Cheveyo stands tall at 42in at the shoulder, meaning he can look at
his alpha eye to eye. He weighs 110lbs in total, meaning for some wolves it would
be hard to over throw him in a fight. His pelt is thick, mixed with the colors brown,
black and white. His eyes glow an amber-golden color, with flecks of green near his
pupil. Some keep eye contact with him for a long time just to look into his
interestingly colored eyes. Soul has a large, strong body build. He doesn't run
as fast as hunters, but just fast enough to catch up to an enemy. His claws
are large and strong, mainly used for clawing the pelts of others in a fight.
Though if needed, he would be an okay hunter for larger prey. Not many wolves
have the same ascents as he does, but occasionally he'll meet someone who
makes him work harder. Scars bear his body, mainly on his muzzle, legs and
his sides. Some are small, but on both shoulders are deep and long
scars which he got when saving a pup from a flood about eight months back.
Tree branches had stabbed him as he made his way to the pup who was
trapped between three fallen trees.

A true soldier fights
not because he hates what's in front of him
but because he
loves what's behind him.

Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ; Soul.
Aɢᴇ; 4 years, 8m
Dᴀᴛᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ; September 6th
Sᴇx; Male/Brute
Rᴀɴᴋ; Fighter
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Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ sᴛᴀᴛᴜs; Single
Cʀᴜsʜ; None - Open
Oғғsᴘʀɪɴɢ; None
Bɪᴏʟᴏɢɪᴄᴀʟ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛs; Unknown
Sɪsᴛᴇʀ; None
Bʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ; None
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Tʜᴇᴍᴇ sᴏɴɢ; Don't you dare forget the sun

[Deohako]

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『 O l i v e r 』

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" Things do not change, we change "

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『 . N i c k n a m e . 』

➢ Ollie

『 . Ａｇｅ . 』

➢ Three

『 . Ｇｅｎｄｅｒ . 』

➢ Brute

『 . Ｒａｎｋ . 』

➢ Lead Hunter

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.+ Traits.

• Patient • Quiet • Considerate • Modest •

.- Traits.

• Witty • Stubborn • Rebellious •

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.Eye color.

Hazel

.Pelt.

• Dark brown • Ash • beige • Light brown •

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. Crush .

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. Mate .

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. Pups .

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. Kin .

Silus

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『 H i s t o r y 』

Oliver has a normal, or at least boring past. He was born into the pack with Silus being his father. Oliver grew up without a mother. Silus had died when Oliver was two years old. Oliver doesn't like how the pack isn't what it used to be and he hopes someday a hero will come.

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[ᴛʜᴇᴡᴏʟғ]

-- coding is messed up but oh well

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Ｔｈｅ Ｂａｓｉｃｓ
Name ↠ Rage
Age ↠ Six years
Gender ↠ "Do I look like a fea to you? No. I'm a brute."
Preferred Rank ↠ "I'm the alpha. Have a problem? Get out of my pack.”

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---------------Ｏｕｔｓｉｄｅ
Pelt Colour ↠ His top and bottom coats are both pitch black
as the nightly shadows. Rage is a dark wolf with a pelt
that matches. He is a very large wolf, getting that from
his father. His build is and muscluar, standing tall over
most of the other wolves. Every once and a while he'll meet
one who stands eye to eye, but that's very, very, rare.
Eye Colour ↠ Normally they are a yellow with golden
highlights. When he gets angry, which is often, and feels
the fire of killing, his eyes change to a dark golden, maybe
ever orange. They are both almost hypnotizing to look at.
Scars&Injuries ↠ Probably a few.

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Ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ
If you must know, he was abused by his Alpha father as a puppy and turned out just like him. Rage is always angry and rude, not really respecting anybody. Depends on their gender most of the time. He was raised to believe feas were worthless, only alive to hunt for the brutes and carrying young. So when Rage sees a fea in charge, naturally the pack will be known to him as weak. When feas stick up for themselves it surprises him, and he makes it known in the rudest way possible. He was younger when he took over this pack. The alpha pair was weak, he overtook them with ease. Manipulation was the key, strength was the advantage. Rage watched as the pair was slowly killing their pack by leading them straight into the ground. Taking over was doing them a favor. He regrets nothing.



Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ
Angry. Rage doesn't want to talk to you. Or you. Or you. He doesn't like talking, obviously, and when he does talk, it’s normally not in the nicest way. He was raised, you could say, as a sexist wolf and it will most likely some out when he speaks to a fea. Not that he would actually speak to her in the first place. This brute is one who simply loves to play mind games. Don't let your cracks show to this brute, especially when facing him, because he will bring up anything you hate about yourself right to you face, make you face it, and tick you off. All on purpose. He knows what he's doing. This trait makes him a threatening alpha.
Surprisingly, he used to be, and kind of still is, a great leader. He has a way with words and is overall protective of his pack. This wolf is very manipulative and knows it.
He hasn't ever had a real mate, because most feas are scared of his large size and larger temper. But being the alpha, he is able to mate with whoever he pleases.


Ｆａｍｉｌｙ ↠ Don't mention it.
Ｆｅａｒｓ ↠ Being Overpowered
Falling In Love,
Ｌｉｋｅｓ ↠ Killing, hunting and leading.
Ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ ↠ Love, feas and fish.



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---------------Ｌｏｖｅ Ｌｉｆｅ
Ｃｒｕｓｈ ↠ "Ugh, no"
Ｍａｔｅ ↠ "No, and there never will be,"
Ｐｕｐｓ ↠ "Don't even go there."

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Ａｎｙｔｈｉｎｇ Ｅｌｓｅ?
Please do not copy my form. Pictures go to rightful owners, but please don't use those either. Thank you!

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--Ｔｈｅ Ｂａｓｉｃｓ
Name ↠ Blaze
Age ↠ Three Years
Gender ↠ "You blind? I'm a fea, flea brain.”
Preferred Rank ↠ Warrior
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Ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ
"Do I really have to tell you? Because I don't want to."
It's not typical for a wolf, but since pup hood she was a pet to an elderly couple. They had a cabin in the woods and had found the young wolf alone and starving. She was taken care of and grew up to be their loving companion. All that changed when the man had a heart attack. Blaze had no clue what was going on. There were flashing lights everywhere and she couldn't handle it. She crawled under the bed and waited until they were gone. The woman had left her alone, a week to be exact. Treating her husband, she had forgotten about Blaze. Meanwhile, at the cabin, Blaze left. She didn't want to, but she was hungry and figured she could fend for herself in the big bad forest. There, she grew her cocky attitude and fiery personality in a pack where that was very necessary for survival.

Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ
Just go to her name for this one. Blaze is a fire of personality traits. At times, if she knows and respects you, she can be sweet and loving. But get on her bad side, I dare you, and you might not live to see another full moon. She hides her fire under sarcasm until the perfect time, lashing out at you when you least expect it. Or when you're in serious need of healing. Blaze is sneaky, and will find you. She has an attitude, no doubt, and doesn't like being bossed around, especially not by feas. Even if they have rank over her, she won't tolerate disrespect. But get on her good side, and don't tick her off, and you'll be away from the blazing fires of her.

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---------------Ｏｕｔｓｉｄｅ
Pelt Colour ↠ Her bottom coat is a dark brown,
some places even black on the back of her legs. The top coat
is a lighter brown, letting the dark show through. In a few
places on her back it's almost a tan color.
It all blends together beautifully.
Eye Colour ↠ A light chocolate, with slight speaks of
golden hidden in there.
Scars&Injuries ↠ "None that I know of, let's keep it that
way. A coat like this is priceless."
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Ｆａｍｉｌｙ They are all gone with her past. Her best friend is a loner.
Ｆｅａｒｓ Loosing the ones she loves, & storms.
Ｌｉｋｅｓ Swimming, pups, flirty brutes.
Ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ Disrespectful wolfs, or any animal, and breaking promises.


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Ｃｒｕｓｈ ↠ "I don't have time for all that chasing
around!
Ｍａｔｅ ↠ "Ok, I must admit, I do want a mate.
It would be nice, ya know? And so would pups.
But no, I don't have time for that.
Plus, brutes just cant handle all this."
Ｐｕｐｓ ↠ "Oh, maybe one day. But of course I would
have to have a mate first, but we all know
that won't happen."
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Ａｎｙｔｈｉｎｇ Ｅｌｓｅ?
Please do not copy my form.
Pictures go to rightful owners, but please don't use those either.
Thank you!

[.KeithKogane]

You both are accepted, I'll get my wolves posted soon and @giraffe will get hers.

[Gira.]

Ｇｅｎｄｅｒ：Fae

Ａｇｅ：3 years 2 months

Ｗｅｉｇｈｔ：83 lbs

Ｒａｎｋ：Hunter

Ｄｅｓｃｒｉｐｔｉｏｎ： Agile young female, with the speed
of her mother and strength of her father. She is average height and very lean, her
white/light grey coat a trophy on its own. She has been told she looks more like
her aunt Fallen, though few remember much about the ghastly female.

Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ：Ace is ambitious. She was told her father
was strong and she believes she has inherited it. She is brave, often seen charging into
a battle with little chance of success, and getting her tail nipped for such behavior. She
can be a bit feather-brained as she doesn't even realize shes just a normal wolf, more agile
the strong. She is on a constant search for revenge, believing the wolf that killed her father
and dropped Daisher, her best friend, in the woods is still out there. Little does she know that wolf '
is her aunt.

Ｌｏｖｅ Ｌｉｆｅ：Ace doesn't have a brute that catches her eye. True she has Daisher,
but he is a brother to her, and he would have to agree. They grew up together and have oddly similar scents.
However, maybe one day another brute may catch her eye, if they show their worthy. Of course it wouldn't
take much to get her attention.

Ｏｔｈｅｒ:
Mother: ?Rhaine?
Father: Tripwire
Aunt: Fallen
Cousin: Daisher

She joined the pack, as her father was rightfully part of it and she was forced.
Daisher was never found and lives outside the pack


The pup heard loud barking and grizzled snarls. Young and clueless, the small all white pup with black around one eye stumbled to the entrance of the camp. Seeing her father, the large and powerful beta who was her closest relative and "best friend", she began to yup loudly. Suddenly a smaller and very feirce female wolf locked her jaws onto Tripwire's neck. There was a few seconds of fierce battle, a leg being majorly scarred on the small female and a deep cut being reopened on her father's chest. Suddenly it was over, a deep red gash on her father's chest being punctured deeply one last time and he was on the ground, still and silent.

The female, finally victorious, cackled loudly. She stopped suddenly and turned to a bush, signaling for something to come out. A small grey male pup with a shy look in his eyes and an anxious look at the dead wolf skirted over to the female and lowered his head. She growled angrily and slapped the small pup, telling him to attack the dead wolf to feel the victory too. He whimpered but didn't Move. The female hissed and slapped Him aside growling something about his final strike before racing away leaving the small wolf alone.


The two looked at each other and just knew. They were going to have a rough life. Together they turned back to the camp and walked back in, the daughter of a dying champion and the son of a fallen heart, cousins who would live hard, Lonely lives. But they were strong and they has inherited the blood of their parents Tripwire and Fallen. The blood of their grandfather. His name, was Eternal.

Ｇｅｎｄｅｒ：Brute

Ａｇｅ：3 years 9 months

Ｗｅｉｇｈｔ: 113 lbs

Ｒａｎｋ：Loner

Ｄｅｓｃｒｉｐｔｉｏｎ：This brute is big. His muscles are big too.
His jaws are big. His claws are big too. He is a big wolf in general. He has large, dark
eyes and a pelt that makes his height even greater. He has a deep voice, and an even
deeper growl. He's very strong, something he got from his mom. But thats all her got.
He doesnt have a evil bone in his body. He lives to survive, and for justice. His best and
only friend is trapped in a pack of unruly tyrants, and he has to do something about it.
But he wont fight for no reason. If he is just going to get himself killed, whats the point.
He doesn't realize what he can really do. Oh if only he would... then maybe he would do
some real good, and save some lives.

Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ：Hes a calm wolf, very docile but not submissive, nor aggressive.
He is not a wolf to mess with, because he will fight, but only if he has to. He will get things done, for he is
very loyal to those who trust him. He has a good head on his shoulders and is very intelligent. He's staid, but
he can always change for the good of others.

Ｌｏｖｅ Ｌｉｆｅ: He hasn't thought much about it. It would be very
unlikely he will meet any fae who would ever take a liking to the quiet and sometimes
shy gigantic brute. Some may stay for his looks, then leave when they think hes a coward.
His life doesnt depend on a mate, and it would take a lot to get to his heart. The one who
does though... they wont ever be let down, but they must be careful with his heart.

Ｏｔｈｅｒ:
Mother: Fallen
Father: Jaci
Uncle: Tripwire
Cousin: Ace
Brother: Malik

[jingle bells.]

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N A M E; Malik
N I C K N A M E; Mally
G E N D E R; Male
A G E; 4 Years 3 months
R A N K; Loner
D E S I R E D R A N K; Alpha

S T R E N G T H S; Fighting, Swimming, climbing
W E A K N E S S E S; Love, Females, bees

D E S R I P T I O N; Large Brute with a hefty bulky like body. Malik has a lot of
Muscles that help him be alone. Malik has the brains of his father and the
Strength of his mother. Malik has a grey pelt with yellow eyes. His shoulder bones
Are very tall which adds to his size and makes him look bigger than he is. Malik
was built for hard conditions. Storms, winter, lightning he can take. His body
Just has so much muscle it's hard for him to get hurt.

F A T H E R; Jaci
M O T H E R; ?Fallen?
B R O T H E R; Daisher
C O U S I N; Ace

P E R S O N A L I T Y; Malik was born with the ambitions of his father. To get revenge on all packs. Except of not wanting to join them, Malik wants to join the pack and become Alpha. Malik is bold and brave but weak in love and emotions. He doesn't really get hurt physically, but if you say something that hits home he is sure to break down instead of getting angry. Malik was born to fight and lives battle. His strong body helps him in it. Unlike most wolves Malik likes water and loves to play in it. It is hard for Malik to talk to females, he is awkward and weird around them. So he tends to stray away from them. Malik has a brother he does not know about. He may run into him ne day.
L O V E L I F E; Malik was not made for love. He hopes one day to find it but it seems impossible at the moment for him. He really isn't a interest around females either. No females he has seen have caught his eye either so he is really clueless about love.

O T H E R: Making more, don't have time right now. Also Giraffy, I need you to confirm his mother as Fallen. I also confirm Jaci as father of Daisher. Please reserve a omega and patroller too.

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N A M E; Birch
N I C K N A M E; Cedar
G E N D E R; Male
A G E; 2 Years 3 months
R A N K; Omega
D E S I R E D R A N K; Alpha

S T R E N G T H S; Positive thoughts and Protectiveness
W E A K N E S S E S; Love, Wolves, Water

D E S R I P T I O N; Small brute with brown eyes. A lot of
Scars on him and his face. Birch was built in a scrawny
Type of body. Birch's scars are from being abused by
Pack members for being a omega. Despite his scrawny size,
Birch has large paws. Birch has a white color pelt with brown
Eyes.

F A T H E R; Cedar
M O T H E R; Unknown
B R O T H E R; None
C O U S I N; Sabre

P E R S O N A L I T Y; Birch was born with the personality of his father. He looked up to Cedar a lot. Cedar had taught him a lot of things, but the most important to Birch was becoming Alpha. Cedar told him that he never became Alpha because of Thunder, a loner. So Birch was taught to kill all loners on sight. Birch grew up thinking that way and became omega for it. His father died in a battle protecting him as a pup from loners. Birch always had the protective instinct that was passed down from his father. Birch killed all loners on sight instead of giving them a chance to talk, even if they were innocent Birch would kill them. Birch was angered because of his new rank in the pack and swore to become Alpha.
L O V E L I F E; Birch is not interested in love at the moment. All though it is going to be mating season soon. Besides he was always taught that omegas weren't made for love so he puts it at the bottom if his bucket list.
O T H E R: One more to go!

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N A M E; Sbare
N I C K N A M E; Sabb
G E N D E R; Female
A G E; 1 year 9 months
R A N K; Patroller
D E S I R E D R A N K; Hunter

S T R E N G T H S; Healing, love, animals
W E A K N E S S E S; Talking, exercising, fighting

D E S R I P T I O N; Large gray female wolf with brown eyes
And large paws. Sabre is very large and scary looking but she
Does not act scary or fierce at all. The fae has barely any
Muscle and does not want to try to get some. Her paws are
Webbed and large. She was born for swimming though she
never goes swimming or exercising.

F A T H E R; Unknown
M O T H E R; Lycaonia
B R O T H E R; Died
C O U S I N; Birch

P E R S O N A L I T Y; Shy and sly as her mother said. Sabre was never made to swim or fight or hunt. So she became a patrol wolf. Sabre never really talked that much as a pup and never made any friends. She was usually the one to get picked on in the litter she was born with. Sabre loves healing like her mother and loving is very easy for her too. She wants to become a hunter but she is scared of killin the animals because she loves them. Sometimes Sabre can get to kind and that can be bad.
L O V E L I F E; Sabre wants to love and have a mate and have pups but she is afraid her kindness and shyness might get in the way of that. But that does not keep her from trying to love and flirt. Although she is bad at it she catches some makes attentions.

O T H E R: Yes Lycaonias brother was Cedar.

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