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Hey everyone. This is the discussion thread for the roleplay The Lupas Pack.
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thorn is one of the third
gen of the lupa pack. he
was the first son of three
his two sisters had left
the pack when thorn
became the alpha. they
didn't want to be told
what to do by their own
brother. he was fine
with that anyway. he is
a strong willed alpha
with a heart of gold.

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name: thorn
nick: thor
age: four
gender: male
rank: alpha
pelt: black
nose: black
eyes: brown
friends: tba
foes: tba
likes: scouting
dislikes: fights
crush: n/a
mate: n/a
offspring: n/a

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she be named after the
largest planet, but it's
her heart that is the
largest. this sweet jup,
who is quite hard to get
to be an enemy, is the.
sweetest wolf you will
ever meet. she had been
known to respect the
humans. although, jup
can be stubborn and
argumentative at times.

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name: jupiter
nick: jup
age: three
gender: female
rank: scout
pelt: grey
nose: black
eyes: brown
friends: tba
foes: tba
likes: scouting
dislikes: swimming
crush: n/a
mate: n/a
offspring: n/a

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name ;; Amaro
age ;; 7 1/2 years
gender ;; brute
rank ;; healer

appearance ;; Amaro is a very tall, petite gray wolf, standing at 46in at the shoulder, and weighing 97 pounds. His frame is very lean, and his ribs are visible at all time. His thick pelt is the purest shade of ebony, and is velvety to the touch. His eyes are almond shaped, dark amber in color with soft golden flecks near the pupil. His maw is a bright silvery grey, denoting an older age. Although they most aren't visible, he has one very prominent scar; a wolf bite mark scar on the left side of his throat. His voice is extremely soft, and silky; he smells of honey and chamomile.

personality ;; Amaro is a very votaile wolf, yet the first thing you may is his skittish behavior. Years of witnessing life-changing events have crafted him to be very wary of all living creatures that aren't within his tight circle of family. If curiosity gets the better of you, may also notice he is very passive-aggressive; aptly put, he is very moody. One moment he can seem fine, the next a vicious behemoth; this is due to his intuitive nature. He notices the most subtle of things; an eye twitch, a muscle spasm, or a blank maw, and interprets them quite quickly and skillfully. Due to not having to best control of his temper, he can lead to have a very peculiar presence that is a challenge to the most patient of wolves, not to mention he can be very cold and cruel. He is very skillful in the use of words when he wants to be, taking social cues all too well, but not implementing them the way most wolves are taught. All of these factors added, it is safe to say he is a very awkward in any social confrontation, and prefers to avoid them.
Due to this, not many realize is a very intelligent brute; he asks questions and answers question that others wouldn't dream of, and is always striving to get better. No knowledge is enough to satisfy his thirst. He is also very wise and adaptable; the very same experiences that make him quite awkward have taught him well, and he knows how to make due with what he has. Of his years of roaming show in the rare moments he actually does speak to someone. He is very knowledgeable, and quite fatherly. The very tongue that stings can also soothe. To those he loves and cares for as his family, he is very compassionate, treating them with kindness and doing anything he can for them. But that is only for his family, and his trust must be earned. Regardless, he considered this entire pack his family, and he will die for them without hesitation.

strengths ;; Amaro is very intelligent, wise and loyal. Although he isn't the best as social interaction, he will sacrifice everything for his pack without a moment's hesitation. He knows what to make do with what is given, and is very adaptable to any given situation - he is also very good at tactics and strategy. He also has exemplary knowledge of herbs and most non-herbal plants.
weaknesses ;; Amaro is very introverted and awkward with social interaction, and very moody, not to mention hard to read. Also, due to his age, Amaro is not in the best physical shape, and therefore, not the best at hunting or fighting.

history ;; w.i.p.
family ;; Sky [mom, deceased] Icess [stepmom, deceased], Talon [father, deceased], Lillia [adopted daughter, deceased]; all others unknown.
love life ;; no mate, no crush, no pups. sexuality unknown/tba

other ;; ~~~~~

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name ;; Cameria
age ;; 2 years
gender ;; fae
rank ;; hunter

appearance ;; Cameria is a large, muscular fae standing at 34 inches at the shoulder and weighing 94 pounds. She has a very bulky build, complete with wide shoulders; her muscles are very prominent. Her medium pelt is a dirty creme color, and is relatively coarse to the touch - her underbelly fur is much softer. Her eyes are wide - rain-drop shaped, and bright jade with flecks of darker jade near the pupil. Although young, she sports many scars from a harsh past - the most prominent one is a chunk missing out of the left side of her tail, presumably from a run in with another wolf. Her voice is deeper than average for a fae, and relatively husky - she smells of fresh rain and rosemary.

personality ;; Cameria is a warrior at heart; she seems to fear nothing, and will gladly sacrifice her life for her pack. Her ferocity and willingness to charge headlong into an impossible situation lead many to say she is completely insane, not to mention she is very hot headed and doesn't take orders well. The smallest of things can set her off, and she doesn't take orders well, not to mention she isn't afraid to speak up for what she believes is right. Cameria, in general, is very stubborn and unmoving; you'll have to prove to her your worth before she'll respect and follow you. Cameria is also extremely tough - whether it is a mental or physical hit, she'll take it, and keep moving forward with the determination of a juggernaut. As you may have guessed by now, she is a very rough, go-get it fae; she doesn't like not having something to do, doesn't like being told to do. But she is loyal. Once she's established a family, she will do everything she can for them, even if she is a bit troublesome to work with.

strengths ;; Cameria is strong, intelligent and fearless. Her short bursts of amazing speed and surmountable power allow her to be an excellent hunter in almost any given position. She is also a decent fighter, but tends to tire a bit quickly.
weaknesses ;; Cameria is rude, headstrong, and somewhat obnoxious. She doesn't know modesty and tends to be a bit loud when voicing her opinions. When hunting, her speed is phenomenal, but she tends to tire quickly also.

history ;; tba
family ;; unknown
love life ;; no mate, no crush, no pups.
other ;; xxxx

[Trapped]

Name || Nephthys
Gender || Female
Rank || Fighter
Age ||5 Years

Coat || Thick, Fluffy
Color || Black
Eyes || Amber
Build || Lean

Family || Dead
Crush || None
Mate || Dead
Pups || None

+ Traits || Dedicated, Adaptable, Independent, Protective
- Traits ||Sarcastic, Stubborn, Callous, Queenly, Introverted

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Name ||Ranowyn
Gender || Male
Rank ||Delta
Age ||3 years

Coat || Thin
Color || Grey, Tan
Eyes || Golden
Build ||Lean, lanky

Pack ||None
Family || None
Crush || None
Mate || None
Pups || None

+ Traits ||Funny, Quirky, Flirty, Leader
- Traits ||Closed-off, Manipulating, Rude

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name: makai
preferred name: kai
gender: she is female
age: four years old
rank: she is a healer
fur: kinda long, soft
color: speckled gre
eyes: a light amber

m. traits: calm, stoic
pos. traits: devoted,
protective, intelligent
neg. traits stubborn,
fiery, reserved
skills: healing & speed
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this young she-wolf is the embodiment
of intelligence. Kai could be labeled as
a rather peculiar soul, being the quiet
and reserved young wolf she is, but in
truth, she truly does have a heart of
gold. independent, quick-witted and
fiercely protective, she can be rather
aggressive when provoked. she easily
slips into the shadows, and some may
see her as untrustworthy due to her
mysterious nature. but in truth, Kai is
completely loyal to her pack, and wo-
uld give her life trying to protect it.
after witnessing her mother die from
an untreated wound, it was then that
she decided to become a healer. alt-
hough, her old warrior roots show thr-
ough at times when she feels threatened.

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Name: Aleutain
Pronunciation: {Al-yoo-tane}
Gender: Male
Age: Seven Years Old
Rank: Omega

Overall: Small, slender,
unimpressive, scars clearly visible,
folded ear, walks with a limp

Positives: Loyal,
has a strong moral compass, able
to help anyone who requires it,
observant, wise, can explain things
well, and comes up with unique
ideas to solve difficult problems
Negatives: Somewhat
suspicious of others' intentions (is
easily used if not aware), comes
across as weak and unstable, rather
emotional, dwells on the deaths of
those he loved, careless with his
own well-being

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There was a time in his life where Aleutain was the great alpha over a little pack. He had everything that he had ever desired - a mate, a family, and loyal followers who were still unafraid to share their thoughts with the leader. The cooperation was the thing he valued most among his pack members. Everyone got along, and the minor quarrels that did spring up were quickly crushed through communication and accepting faults.

But everything eventually comes to an end, and this was no different. Though it didn't cease with Aleutain's death, as he might have hoped, it ended with the death of those he loved. A trio of rogue wolves came across the small pack, looking for their own group to take over and boss around. They set their sights on the white alpha and his loyal group of followers. The three tore into the ranks, first killing the young and old and anyone who fought too hard against their takeover. Aleutain was made to watch, his leg ravaged so he could make not escape.

Eventually, things ended. The alpha had been forced to watch his mate and progeny die at the hands of these villains while they took command over the few who were left. With a heavy heart, he was forced out of his own home, told not to come back, but left very much alive. The thoughts of the night played through his mind while the now six-year-old traversed through unknown lands with a debilitating limp and a sore soul.

It would be another few months before he found the next pack and slithered weakly into their ranks. Changed by the encounter, he dared not show what little strength he had about him and climb the ranks, too nervous in caring for others. The omega now lives a quiet life, peacefully watching over those he has come to know.

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Name: Faylee
Age: Three Years Old
Gender: Female
Rank: Scout

Height: Twenty eight inches
Weight: Eighty five pounds

Family: Unknown
Friends: To be determined
Foes: To be determined
Crush: None

Strengths: Curious, optimistic, gentle
easily soothed, friendly, flexible
Weaknesses: Cowardly, thinks little
of herself, doesn't think ahead, unreliable

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I've always run from my problems.

It's hard to stand up for yourself when you've always been told you're nothing. My mother died when I was born, and my father blamed me for her death. He saw the runty female and expected I would become nothing, soiling his reputation and causing him much more harm than good. All I was to him was a mouth to feed.

For awhile, I believed that. I lived under his rule and listened to his daily ridicule and complaints, and all my being began to know that this was always who I would be. Until the day I ran away. I began to wonder if there was something else out there - another pack maybe or a better place with green trees and fast rivers. My curiosity got the better of me.

Sure enough, I found a pack. And within it, I am still finding myself. Being a part of something new has brought me more hope in becoming the wolf I always wanted to be, instead of the one my father saw. It's turning out to be a beautiful life.