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Stock Images. All Images Credits to Dark-Wolfs-StockName: Mairea
"Sweet; drop of the sea, bitter" Age: 5 Gender: Female Pack: The Golden Summit Pack Rank: Ranger Desired Rank: Classifed Appearance: A medium sized wolf at 1.6 meters in length from her nose to tail. She stands 2.0 feet at the withers, but she's tall for a female. Her coat is white mixed with tinges of silver and a few gray strands. The consistency of the fur is quite thick and healthy, and the female makes sure it's always clean with consistent grooming and mantince. Her nose is black in color. Her optics are a striking amber/reddish color against the usually yellowish-brown colors that those with white fur have. Her legs are long and slender as is her physical appearance making it seems like she's always in a hurry somewhere, and it also makes her quite nimble and agile. Her paws are quite large and dainty, but her claws are quite long and curved at the tips, but she keeps them sharp and are deadly tools for hunting. Personality: Do you see how she shines? Can you hear her heart of pure gold? How the honey seeps through her voice - how caldor runs through her veins. A soul, naturally kind and empathetic to all : no matter the cost. One who would suffer for you, rather than see you suffer. One who would throw herself to take a blow, even if it meant the ending of her own life. She views it as a disease - a disease, called empathy. In her heart, she knows she would give every last drop of her blood if it could save the soul of one she loved. A female, who would take a wounded and tortured soul - and mend and heal them even to her detriment. One who would give until she couldn't give anymore. A canine that would sacrifice herself for the greater good - she with a heart full of courage can be quite self-destructive. One that doesn't know her full worth - she knows she's worthy, but exactly how worthy is she? Her mind always swirling with malignent thoughts. Ones that frighten and anger her, it seems something is lurking beneath this kind and honorable exterior - something vicious and cold , something that would tear apart her soul. They say the eyes are the window into the soul - well it seems this soul is pure and delicate, yet one would have to look deeper within her to find the buried side of her. This female - with her warm and inviting eyes, her honied voice and sense of charm brights light and laughter whereever she goes. It seems she finds herself at the center of attention, while it make appear she basks and enjoys it - she finds it suffocating. Something that makes her want to retreat and hide. Yes, she may attract attention, yet she doesn't like a lot of it. Something aout other around her sends chills down her spine, makes her unnerved. Maybe it's a natural skepticism of others? This female isn't easy to trust others, no - she just doesn't wear her heart out on her sleeve. Why should she - being overly kind makes you a target - one easily expoitable, and she doesn't need others toying with said heart, she's had it broken and shattered many times and it's - tiring - tiring to find the scattered pieces and bring her heart together because someone was so careless as to take a fragile thing and break it. Yes, she is kind and empathetic. She is selfless and aimable, but that's if she trusts you. Naturally, she wouldn't dare be impolite if she hasn't found an offence with you, but if she does then her voice will be more clipped with you. And there will be a certain level of judgement within her eyes, ones that callously scan over you. Oh, yes, she is opinionated and feels strongly about certain things, and isn't afraid to tell you. While she can be tactful and mildly speak her displeasure, there is a side in which she will bluntly set you aright - but you must really annoy - no, agrivate her to this point. For her to make friends with others that seem unplesant, they must've done something to make her see through them. Yes, she has a keen eye - one always watch, asorbing every little detail she sees. It's quite uncommon for her to miss out on something. 
They say the brightest smiles have endured deep darkness. And their is something dark and monsterous hidden deep within the female. She always wasn't so kind and forthgiving - she was angry at the world, cold as ice. Her golden heart had been full of tar, a soul so dark it seemed no redemption for it could be found. Yet - she was resilient, she fought against these desires, ones that made her a less desirable creature. One that could be quite coniving and malicious - a female who would destroy anything in her way, and would sacrifice the world for acceptance. Maybe it's a deep rooted desire for affection when it wasn't given or a desire for love when she was told she'd be unlovable for her monstorus nature. Love and power are quite a funny thing to her. Love - is something she gives only to a select few. It is an unconditional love, one that wouldn't care if this person was a tyrant or godforsaken murderer, they would be hers , and only hers. It can turn into a dark obsession if the cards are played wrong - one that can lead to gentle and subtle manipulation, because she would do anything for them, but she's also not a fool. Who's to say she isn't a little - off ? Now when it comes to power, she quite enjoys the thought of it. Who wouldn't enjoy a lofty position? She isn't one to be overly ambitious, but the monstrous part of her is. Amibition is something she has kept in check within her - she knows if she lets it take control, then she'd be hellbent on controlling everything she could, and being the best. There would be no room in her heart for anything or anyone, and this side of her terrifies her. This female is loyal - loyal to the fact that she knows every rule and regulation by heart. She is loyal to the matter, that she'd never betray her home, or those around her she trusts. However, she isn't one to bow at a whim, she must have respect for you - she must find you worthy in her eyes. Yes, she won't disobey superiors, but she doesn't like being lower than them. In her actions and mannerisms, she's content and happy with her role, but she in a way does desire something grander. If she were to ever achieve a higher rank, she would hold that rank with grace and class. As of now, she appreciates the superiors and stays in her lane. She doesn't apprecite members of the same rank ordering her around, and she will express it with a clear sign. Be it a flash of her fangs, a quick paw swipe, or plain ignoring them. They are on the same level, and she treats them like it, those below her are different. She is one to not tolerate disrespect from anyone - even higher ranks, but of course her tounge remains shut, however if someone lower than her disrespected her then she'd find some way to vent: whether she finds pummeling them helpful, speaking in a venomous manner, or just plain waiting to scare the shit out of them. Even the most benevolent souls, have a vindictive side when they're at their limits. She's trying to remain positive and upbeat but, something's changing. Something is unraveling within her, a monster that has been nourished - one that's ready to bear it's fangs.  Crush: None. Open. Mate: None. Open Offspring: None. Other: |
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WIP >───⇌••⇋───< Name: Mirko Meaning "Peaceful glory." Of slavic origins. Age: 2 Years Old. Gender: Male Pack: The Golden Summit >───⇌••⇋───< “I am innocent, and I will stay with my pack until I can prove it.” How short lived are those words of hope. Reputation: words :D Rank: An Unmentionable. (Formerly unranked.) Desired Rank: Anything but this. Thoughts On The Wanderers: Mirko knows little of this group – he only gets his information from mutterings of his packmates while cleaning up their dens and such. What he does know for sure is that he fears them, and what they could mean. Could they be connected to [name]’s death, and the attack? Could their presence let him prove his innocence? That’s wishful thinking. He needs to suppress those wild ideas. Golden Summit will likely force them out quickly and easily, as they do with any outside threat. Bonus History: So here is the truth, or what Mirko claims to be the truth. He and [name] did have an argument that stormy day. It had quickly led to a physical tussle, leaving both with a few light nips enough to draw blood but not enough to leave any permanent marks. Soon, both were thoroughly exhausted and winded, so were defenseless when an unknown wolf snuck up on them from behind. tba There are not many reasons keeping him with his birth pack, but there he remains. The threat of starvation if he leaves is evident, as well as encounters of other harsh packs beyond the territory. Plus, he still clings to one sliver of hope – but that light is dimming fast. If he cannot find a good enough reason to stay, he might as well turn tail and flee - but that of course, would leave him looking guilty as ever. >───⇌••⇋───< Appearance: tba >───⇌••⇋───< Detailed Personality: Mirko’s personality is best told in two parts – before he was accused of a horrific act, and after. Formerly – Playful, flirtatious, egotistical, arrogant, bit of a 'bad boy' but in a positive way, charming, assertive, dominant, confident, strong, independent and competitive, self-assured, easily angered, anger issues, unapologetic, authentic, tends to rub people the wrong way, slightly intimidating personality wise, slightly cocky, unpredictable, creative, free-spirited, NOT manipulative (though may appear to be), passionate and hardworking, reckless, honest, blunt, social Now – broken, sarcastic, melancholy, longing for social interaction, far more unpredictable, agressive, irritable, obedient for now, avoidant, passive, mostly fractured elements of himself before the whole event Likes: Dislikes: Strengths: Weaknesses: >───⇌••⇋───< Relationship Status: Not permitted. (Formerly [NPC name]) Mate: None. Crush: None. That is not a priority right now. Exes: [NPC name], having unofficially ‘dated’ before her death. Family: tba Offspring: Nope. Affiliations: tba Other: He’s my miserable baby ;-; <3 |
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Credit to Quiet-bliss@DA for Images Name: Solaris Age: 5 Gender: Male Pack: Wanderers Reputation: Loyal. Intimidating. And deadly. Solaris is not a wolf any enemy would wish to cross paths with. He is nothing short of the muscle of the pack, willing to throw all 180 pounds of him at any buffoon who thinks it wise to harm or threaten his companions. His thought process on such matters is simple. Oppose the pack, you oppose him. Oppose him and you’re not making it out alive. That he can almost always guarantee. He has an attitude to boot his powerful form as well, and is not afraid to throw it around. Snapping, snarling, and growling at any unwise wolves are only at the tip of this male’s iceberg. Take one wrong step too many, and you’re bound to lose more than just an ear if he has any say in it. Though, this is not just reserved for those outside of his group. If a member of the wanderers shows some unsavory aspects or a hint of disloyalty… well, don’t be surprised if they go missing after leaving camp for some random task. Per the leader’s request, anyway… for the most part, anyway. ~❂~ To those within the pack, the sun-stricken male has made a great addition to their ranks. He is a fantastic hunter, being able to aid in the take down of a lot of the larger prey animals. He is impeccably strong, due to both his muscular structure and overall bulky. He can wrestle a lot of their warriors to the ground with ease and hold them in place or throw them off completely (even if he’s not particularly focused on battle skills). He is absolutely willing to both risk himself for the “better ones” of the pack – who are basically the most loyal towards their leader and useful in the betterment of the pack – while also putting other unsavory yet semi useful wolves in their place. And not the most gentle of ways, either. Expect to come out of the interaction with a small wound or two. Nothing too much or anything hindering. Just a reminder that you really shouldn’t cross him ‘less you want to feel pain. Rank: Subordinate Desired Rank: Content, but wouldn’t mind a promotion Thoughts On The Golden Summit Pack: They lost their right to rule this land the minute his group stepped foot onto it. It’s no longer a contest. It’s theirs now. Through and through. Try as they might, they’re not getting it back. They’d only be costing themselves a multitude of lives. However, he’s been smelling a rather… familiar scent coming from the markings left behind from the pack. Is that really her, or is he just getting his hopes up? He truly hopes that it’s the former. If he’s fighting against her… he wouldn’t be able to live with himself. Appearance: 
Solaris is a well sized wolf in terms of height – not the biggest around, but not the smallest. He stands at around 34 inches, right in the threshold of average height for his kind. His body, on the other hand, is incredibly bulky and is seemingly made of nothing but pure muscle and fur. His weight matches his bulky build – weighing in at a whopping 180 or more pounds. However, this immense amount of muscle is costly and forces him to eat more than a wolf’s fair share in meat just to stay healthy. ~❂~ The male’s pelt is of an odd orangy-white color, causing it to be of a seemingly cream complexion. It is often described as the pelt of the winter sun, hence his name (to an extent). Along his shoulders and the sides of his muzzle, the fur shifts to a grayish-black separated with a few strands of leftover creamy hairs. Meanwhile, his lower cheeks fade completely white – miraculously clear of any spec of dust more often than not. The fur is very long and thick, and almost always causes problems in the warmer months due to his lack of shedding. His fiery eyes are one of his more striking features, aside from his pelt. Being a dark yet somehow bright amber, his eyes add to his namesake – looking akin to a more rustic version of the orange hue of a sunset. ~❂~ As given for being primarily a hunter, the sun-bleached male is covered in scars. They decorate his pelt like tattoos or jewelry, and he loves each and every one of them. He dawns these scars just as trophies. Triumphs of stories yet to be told. With every scar he earns, it becomes just another reward from battles hard fought. At least, that’s how he describes it. If he doesn’t come out of a fight without a new scar, then he will be quite disappointed in himself – believing that he didn’t do enough during the battle to actually be of any aid. His most noticeable scar is a slash across his pitch black nose and lower snout. ~❂~ The sun-streaked male’s voice, although used sparingly, is one of thunder and pure fire. Rumbling and crackly through ways of “spoken brown note.” That is to say, incredibly deep. It can shatter some of the boldest of “folk” if given the right chance and emotion. Though, he words are always slow and methodical – coming out in slow motions like waves calmly lapping at the edge of a beach. Truly a sound to behold. If you’re not on the receiving end of anger, anyway. 
Personality: Brave || Brash || Protective || Loyal || Quiet || Antisocial || Obedient || Determined “Life is full of challenges. But you are not one of them.” Solaris is an incredibly brave wolf. There’s no other way to put it. This male fears very little, and what he does fear always has a rational reason behind it. There is no challenge that this male will back down from. No danger that he will dread besides floods. There have even been times that he’s pushed past the very thing he truly fears just to save another. Though, he would never consider himself heroic because of this. He is simply performing his duty as a member of the pack. However, he is completely willing to… let go of the unsavory members of the pack if given the chance. ~❂~ The sun-stricken male can be quite brash at times. Not to the extent of being cocky or self-absorbing, but just enough as to where he can “pat” himself on the back and be motivated. Afterall, it is good to acknowledge one’s feats once in a while. Though, his brashness can cause him to seem unbearably rude at times. Strictly because he will choose to “pat himself on the back” at the worst possible times. Particularly when a packmate is either not doing so well with that certain skill, or when they do it well and he just one-ups them. The hunter never uses his achievements to bring down others on purpose. He just does so inadvertently…. A lot. But, do not be mistaken. He will in no way be ashamed, angry, or upset if someone is to surpass his skills. In fact, he actively seeks someone who can! It's all for the challenge after all. ~❂~ For those souls whom the male truly cares for, they have no need to worry about betrayal, danger, or anything of the sort. He is a loyal and protective being, giving it his all for those he sees worthy of his companionship. These wolves always consist of those who show him respect and/or kindness, with his fellow subordinates being the ones he is most loyal to (besides the leader). Especially those tasked with hunting duties. This combined with his bravery and brashness makes him an excellent hunter. He never leaves his fellow hunters behind, and will jump in front of danger at its slightest notion. Even if he is to sacrifice his life. However, those who do not show any respect or kindness from the get-go will never gain his loyalty. And thus, will not gain his protection. ~❂~ The sun-stricken male is a rather quiet and antisocial wolf, despite being very unhappy with a lack of company. He finds those who make conversation to be rather annoying. Especially the persistent ones. No, he is not going to give you an opinion on your coat. Stop asking! And don’t get started on trying to receive an answer from him. He won’t make a single peep. Not even growl. Afterall, why does one need to talk when they can just enjoy each other’s presence? Just being there is enough for him, and is all that he wants. Conversation just seems unnecessary. Besides, it would just give away one’s position in the first place. The only exception to this – to some extent – would be his blood relatives, future mate, and his own pups. ~❂~ Solaris is known to be quite obedient to those of higher ranks. At least, if they show him respect. He has never gone back on an order, always following it to a T. Even if the order wasn’t given to serve justice – such as harming an innocent to gain something – it would still be done. No doubt ever crosses his mind when following the command. No hint of regret flashes through his head as he makes the kill. No spark of compassion or anything of the sort. An order is an order and it is to be completed. One way or another. ~❂~ However, if Solaris is ever given an “order” by another wolf who is not of a higher rank or is not “trustworthy,” he will never follow through with it. That canine has no right to boss him around, after all, so why should he listen? Once his mind is made up, it can never be changed. Many have tried, but all have failed. Being a rather stubborn and bullheaded wolf oft causes problems, especially when said order truly needs to be completed. Thus, it is best that all orders come to him from any being he is loyal to. Thankfully, though, he is loyal to his alpha and will follow her every decision. Likes: - Company (As long as they don’t talk too much) - Pups (Same as above, but more tolerant) - Defending Others - Hunting - Winter - Napping Dislikes: - Bears - Floods - Loss -Being alone - Summer Strengths: - Physical Strength - Durability - Adaptability - Stealth - His Weight (Bro’s A Brick Wall) - Intimidating Figure - Survival Knowledge - Hunting Skills Weaknesses: - Low speed - Lack of agility - Does not take orders from those who he is not loyal towards - Stubborn - Loyal to a fault - Thanatophobia (Fear of loss) - Antlophobia (Fear of floods) - High Metabolism (Has to eat a lot) Relationship Status: TBD Mate: Mairea – He was separated from his little dove during the takeover of his previous pack. He had been fighting off other wolves when he spied her fleeing with a few other members. He never found them afterwards and has presumed them to be deceased. However, he refuses to let her go. And he doubts that he ever will unless someone very special comes along. Crush: Open Exes: Yes and no. He presumes Mairea to be deceased but refuses to let her go. Family: Open Offspring: Possibly? Affiliations: Tamsa – Flourishing Friendship Celeste – Best Friend Open Other: - The sun-touched male is not one to actively seek out higher ranks. Nor does he have any desire to challenge another for one (unless they are running the pack into the ground). However, if the leader sees him as worthy enough for a higher rank, then he’ll gladly take it. - This boy really wants an apprentice! He practically begs the alpha to grant him one every time a “mentor” is to be chosen – in his head, of course. One of his biggest goals in life is to train a youngster to be stronger and more skilled than he. He just hopes that they aren’t the talkative type. - Solaris is always apprehensive when going near any body of water within the new territory. Having had some… unsavory occurrences with them in the past, he is always on the lookout for the slightest hint of unnatural rising of waters. - This boy can be rather oblivious to social cues. Especially the ones meant to be nothing more than a nudge. It’s best to be as brash or straightforward as he can be when interacting with him. He won’t take it as an offense… usually. - Due to not being a talkative wolf, the large male will use his ears and tail to communicate with others. Facial expressions are used as well, but only when strong emotions are felt. - Solaris is likely one of the best hunters in the forest. He takes the duty incredibly seriously and never returns to the pack without a catch. My family and I have made it almost a tradition ta eat a watermelon each year during the summer. If we can find a good one, that is. Most of those being sold aren’t that ripe anymore. Credit to Quiet-bliss@DA for Images |
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Name: Malakai Age: 6 years Gender: Male Pack: The Wanderers Reputation: A bad influence. He doesn't mess around and wolves will find out. Rank: Sub-Ordinate Desired Rank: Leader Thoughts On The Golden Summit Pack: A political advantage to take action of the throne. Though he doesn't even care what we do as long it works for him on the long plan. Or the best idea of them joining forces and he can rule all. Appearance: Malakai is at 34 inches at the shoulder and he weighs about 140 pounds. He is a massive brute with the scars to prove it. He is powerful with strength as he is pure muscle and large paws. He obsidian colored wolf with multiple gray and white markings due to his age. His fur is short and sleek that is glossy in the sun. His claws are long and jagged that are great for slicing. He is starting to age with arthritis but he barely lets it show with pain tolerance and not being weak. His eyes are light blue and his nose is pink with black speckles. His teeth are stained with yellow and old blood.
Detailed Personality: A bachelor with little to no thought about his love for others even if they are beautiful and to die for. A planner and game change is what he is. He is ready to take the advantage for anything for his power and ego. That he will rule all with no mercy and fear. A psycho that will take anything for his gain. A force that should never be reckoned with. Malakai has no mercy for anyone that is smaller, bigger or innocent. He will take what is his with no consequences.
He is a narcissist, and a Gaslighter just to get his own way. A malicious brute that will flirt or manipulate into as what he sees as their god. He is an observer that will take any crucial information for fights and political. He is the one to twist words to start an uprising. This wolf is a cold, murderous monster, with evil intent, that he will achieve or die trying.
He has no empathy or remorse for what he does to others. Even if it means destroying his own conscience. He is obsessive with the nature of being alpha from his past. He doesn't like to take no for an answer, and will find his way to be followed. As his game plan as the wanderers he is seen as an obedient, cold, and distant with others most of the time.
"Being nice get you nowhere, but being evil get you on top ."
Likes: Shadow Death Power Chaos Revenge Dislikes: The cold Loud Birds Losing Everything cute and nice Strengths: Brute Strength Hearing Manipulating Getting his way playing victim Weaknesses: Speed Getting in his own head Over flirting His arthritis Relationship Status: Open Mate: Deceased Crush: Bah.. Exes: Ehh probably 6 or so Family: Nah killed 'em Offspring: Open Affiliations: Open Other: I've had 2 bowls of watermelon slices today. |
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Celestine ──── ✧《✩》✧ ──── Nicknames: Celeste, Cel, Cece, whatever else you please Age: 3 years old. Gender: Female Pack: The Wanderers ──── ✧《✩》✧ ──── Reputation: Celestine is an usually easygoing, tired and amusingly lazy young female who mostly always be counted on for a bite sized peice of companionship. She's the gal to go to when you've outslept the twilight and the moon's almost leaving too. In the dark of night, she'll help sooth one's worries, and maybe just open up to them too. Rank: Subordinate Desired Rank: This’ll do. Thoughts On The Golden Summit Pack: Tba ──── ✧《✩》✧ ──── Appearance: Celestine is leaning on the larger size of wolves her age: standing at a little higher than medium height. She is somewhat lean, with a fair bit of strength and form to her long legs. She would not be one to easily knock over, and has her playful side, enjoying a little playfighting or sparring now and then, though it doesn't serve her more than basic health upkeeping. She will hunt whenever needed, and fight if there is a good enough reason to do so - generally though she spends her time lazing about and doing her best to catch up on sleep or talking with her friends. Her tail is long and thick, and often hanging down with a slight curve to the end. She shows a lot of emotion through her tail, it flicking slightly whenever she is agitated. She certainly isn't one to wag her tail but thumps it on the ground if she's feeling pleased. The thing writhes like a snake when she is especially mad, lashing left to right as if it has a mind of it's own. Sometimes it basically does, and Cele has to sit on it to prevent the thing from causing an issue. She has moderately thick, silvery-black fur, which annoyingly absorbs a lot of heat - so she keeps to the shade on extra sunny days. The majority of her fur is a jet black, with her paws, ears and and chin being the darkest, and her belly fur slightly lighter although again a twilight black. Celeste has dark brown eyes - somewhat intimidating to stare into. She keeps them closed more often than most with her face forming a peaceful expression. Don't misunderstand however, and think she is at peace - if she's crouched in a sphynx shape it is often because her mind is whirring away. This she-wolf has no scarring or notable marks aside from the dashes of silver throughout her fur - which mark her pelt like stars in the night sky. She also has dark grey paw-pads, and a long muzzle ending in a wet black nose. Whenever she has recovered from a sleepless night, Celestine carries herself with poise. She rarely slouches, sitting with a straight back and her ears angled forward. Her tail often rests neatly overtop her paws, with her ears upright and alert. She has small, slim paws, and her claws are a shiny black colour - kept a healthy, slightly blunted length. Otherwise (which unfortunately is far more often) Cele appears a little disheveled with her coat slightly ruffled and her posture lazy. She has a preference for lying on her back with her legs stretched out alongside her, snoozing away. ──── ✧《✩》✧ ──── Detailed Personality: There is little to no chance of outsmarting Celestine once her mind gets going. This she-wolf is frustratingly intelligent at times and enjoys any type of puzzle solving and mental stimulation. She also loves being a wanderer, but at times she can get bored of the same repetitive routine – stop to hunt, eat, rest, find a new spot. Her need for challenges can make her a little unsettled in day to day tasks, so when a big opportunity comes up, she tends to bite off more than she can chew. With the scent of a large pack beyond their new patch, Celeste appears to have aqquired a chance to get her mind straight. If she is occupied by somethong as significant as a threat to the pack, her mind will sharpen on the issue and she can often sleep much better. Celestine has a bit of insomnia, and sometimes makes noises and movements in her sleep. She doesn't sleep well and so can be easily aggravated when she doesn't rest for long enough. So NEVER talk to her in the early morning. If she's awake any earlier than sunrise, then it's either because she didn't sleep or she stayed up as the night owl she often is. Either way, it's better to steer clear this early. At night, she spends a long of time watching the stars, and finds this extremely calming. At times like these, she's quite easy to talk to, and opens up more - occasionally lending an ear to the troubles of her fellow packmates as they sit in the peaceful starlight. This young female is also very outspoken. She treats wolves with initial basic respect, but this can be lost easily if she disapproves of them, and she will express her distaste without any hesitation. Her respect can also be gained, and she greatly looks up to experienced members of the pack - although not expressing this vocally. Celeste has a great sense of humour, often joking around and playfully mocking her close friends. Aside from joking around, she doesn't complain, but she will make it known if she's being inconvenienced by her body language - always accompanied by her signature glare. She definitely has a bit of a temper, which rises whenever she is frustrated or sleep-deprived - which is more often than she'd like. Likes: A full night of sleep || Naps || Full moons Dislikes: Hot & humid days || Long walks || Attempting to be dishonest Strengths: Problem solving || Size & strength (when she chooses to use it) || Honesty Weaknesses: Insomnia || A tad lazy || Irritable ──── ✧《✩》✧ ──── Relationship Status: Not interested. Seriously. Mate: None. Crush: None. Exes: Nope. Family: Open Offspring: Nooo. Affiliations: Tba Other: My forms are so inconsistant with eachother ack. Oh well :') |
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Edited at July 4, 2023 08:45 AM by Biologist at Work
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Edited at July 3, 2023 04:56 PM by Biologist at Work
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(image credit belongs to @Solstock on DA) Name: "Sigy" .-~Sigryn~-. . Age: 3 years 6 months Gender: Female Pack: Golden Summit Reputation: Know for her loyalty to the empress and her ever notorius brother . Rank: Unranked Desired Rank: High Paladin Thoughts On The Wanderers: "Scum" she spits with venom, "they should know better than to stake claim on someone else's territory, and they'll pay dearly for it" . --.~{}{}{}~.--.~{}{}{}~.-- . Appearance: . At first glance Sig is a mass of silky black fur, almost like a shadow come to life. She is a regal and intimadating wolf, know for her likeness to a lurking shadow of her brother. Easy to spot as she carries herself with such grace, yet you can feel the dominance she holds. Dauntless by nature. Her muscular built makes her a more daunting figure amoung the younger wolves, showing the extent of her strength rippling under her long and thick coat with every movement. Supported by sturdy legs and already 157 pounds, she is a wall of pure muscle and a temper to match. . This girl's coat is one of inky blackness. The kind that resembles shadows in which dangers lurk, waiting for the moment to strike. Yet it also looks impeciably soft to the touch, disrupted only by the soft patches of dark grey. Showing her think undercoat speaks yet again to the flawlessness of her coat and the care she takes. Her eyes an unnerving pale gold, a stark contrast to the darkness of her coat. Often appearing harsh and piercing, only softening to those few she cares for. Adding to her detached and cold atmosphere. Her voice however, a hauntingly beautiful mix of tones and pitch. It makes her blunt words easier to hear, yet feels out of place for such a daunting wolf. . Personality: || Cunning || Prideful || Loyal || Perfectionist || Efficient || Confident & Calculating || Dominant || Intelligance || Deadly || Heartless || . Sig is a wolf who would sooner slink through the shadows to complete her tasks than to work with others. She is distant and not very close to others, only opening up to her brother some. Even then her heart is cold, locked away behind so many walls you would think it no longer exists. Yet she is NOT a patient wolf, quick to anger and snap in frustration. She often finds herself picking on the unmentionables, feeling they deserve nothing but malice for their wrong doings. However she isn't stupid enough to anger those above her, she might test them but by no means being disrespectful. . She is loyal to a fault, being willing to give her life for those she respects. One such person being the empress and by extention her brother, if she heard someone bad mouth them...hell hath no fury like her scorn. Yet despite her standoffish nature and unwanting to work with others, around pups Sig becomes a different wolf. Uncharacteristically gentle and patient with them, a kindness in her eyes that few get to see. The only other time she softens is when she's alone, left staring at the moon in silence. Her heart is a clouded haze, the one to clear and untangle it's webs it truely lucky indeed. . --.~{}{}{}~.--.~{}{}{}~.-- . Likes: +Silence +Puppies +Her Brother +Being feared Dislikes: -Males -Disrespect -Weaklings -The Unmentionables Strengths: +Damanding Presence +Intimidating Stature +Strength +Stealth Weaknesses: -Patience -Authority -Quick to Anger . --.~{}{}{}~.--.~{}{}{}~.-- Relationship Status: Single Mate: None Crush: Possibly (tho she'd never tell a soul) Exes: N/A . Family: The one and only Tyr's younger sister Offspring: N/A Affiliations: (Open) Sister to the Empress's Mate, Tyr . Other: *watermelons are best served fresh and cold* . .~-[][][]-~..~-[][][]-~. .  Name: .-~Osna~-. . Age: 3 years Gender: Female Pack: Golden Summit Reputation: A quiet and obiediant wolf, with a pentiant for quick wit and quicker reflexes . Rank: Ranger Desired Rank: Consort Thoughts On The Wanderers: "what about them?" Osna doesn't see them as anything important, and doesn't believe they pose a threat to the pack. Yet she also could care less about them. . --.~{}{}{}~.--.~{}{}{}~.-- . Appearance: . A wolf with a creamy tan base coat, darker redish hues cover her back and head. Black markings over her back and brow, with small sections reaching over her shoulders and down her tail. A smaller lean build lends more towards her agility rather than strength, yet doesn't take from her grace. Sturdy legs and slender paws help her race over any terrain, yet she is a graceful wolf in general. Osna's eyes are a beautiful mix of gold and green, glowing bright with youth and hope. . Personality: || Cautious || Loyal || Timid || Agile || Soft-Hearted || Intelligance || Gentle || A wolf known for her quiet listening and obieniance to the rules, she'd rather just find a job within the pack. She is not ambitious in the slightest, having only interest in being a possible consort. Should the wolf be someone she actually has feelings for that is. . Nervous by nature, Osna is very cautious of how she comes off. Not wanting to be disrespectful yet not wanting to be too gentle, she struggles to find a good middle-ground. This is due partly from her parentage, believing she has little hope being born from an unmentionable. Afterall, who could want to be with the daughter to one of the worst of the worst wolves to live within the pack? . --.~{}{}{}~.--.~{}{}{}~.-- . Likes: +Helping the Pack +Caring for others +Spring Fields Dislikes: -Fighting -Disrespect -The Unmentionables Strengths: +Agility +Inteligance +Adaptability Weaknesses: -Being Shy - Self-Deprication -Strength . --.~{}{}{}~.--.~{}{}{}~.-- Relationship Status: Single Mate: N/A Crush: There's a few males she likes, but probably will never get the curage to say anything Exes: N/A . Family: An unmentionable mother, and a sister she no longer speaks to Offspring: Maybe someday Affiliations: Open . Other: *watermelons are best served fresh and cold* Edited at July 25, 2023 08:33 PM by East MountainClan |
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Unfortunately dropping this one as I am really busy with other ole plays and work |
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Sigryn and Osna are done, @Spell let me know if I need to change them |
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