Basics

Nickname Max

Gender Male

Age 3-4

Straight

Role

Just a Subordinate who hunts and fights often

Appearance

Maximus has a very lean muscled and very fluffed frame, he stands at 16 inches in height and 5.5 in length. He weighs around 80 lbs, Max is a unusual colored red wolf having the golden black and cream colors and marking of the German shepherd. He has a scar on his left eye and a right form ear, Maximus's pelt is dirty and full of scars and wounds; he even has a right torn ear. when he talks to other wolves: His voice is deep and growly, sending chills down the spines of any wolf. Even Alpha and beta's shudder at his voice, when he snarls it sounds like the famous wolf dog white fang giving him the title whitefang's Demon in his pack.

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Personality

overconfident and stubborn at times. His strength and size tends to make him feel somewhat invincible or unstoppable, However much he wants this to be true, it is not. Maximus lives in his world of demons in his head making him have episodes where he attacks and doesn't let go. Maximus used to be a kind, friendly wolf.. He was a Wolf who loved hunting and making friends. He is extremely loyal and if you manage to break through his shell he would never let you down.

His eyes fluttered open, overtaking the darkness of the subordinate den. It wasn't long before his fellow packmates started to wake, he played no mind to them as he exited the den and let out a silent yawn. He trotted over to a medium sized boulder and sat down, examining the pack territory. As he awaited for his task, Maximus began fiddling with his tail. He noticed a few wolves were already up and about chatting or grooming one another. However, he couldn't stop thinking about how peaceful and easy going it has been for them, to peaceful. He was sure something was waiting to strike when Shival Pack would least expect it. Max twitched a ear toward the sound of the alpha's awakening but stayed put, he gave his pack loyalty, food, and protection that's it. He jumped up seeing a flash of fur and hopped off the boulder his brown eyes narrowed as he looked for any sighs of the source, shaking his head maximus called himself a few bad words as he sat back down. It was just his imagination, Maximus was hoping to go on a patrol today, maybe catching a few mangy foxes wandering in the territory. He had to keep his mind busy.

(I'm working o n my post know having a bit of trouble deciding what I want to do)

The large male's cool yellow gaze swept smoothly across his territory. Dakota's languid movements took him from his shadowed outcropping to the large rock right in front of the sun . A long inhale brought sensory overload to his body. The lingering scents of his pack and the scent of spring were strewn across the territory. Spring has brought plentiful herds of elk and deer, which had made quite the feast for his pack. However, now that the carcasses had been diminished in celebration, it was time to get back to work. Dakota gazed down at his pack, most of them were now awake. He cleared his throat loudly gaining the attention of his pack, "The herds are moving away from the territory due to more lakes and rivers breaking their ice. I want Artemis, Maximus and Ice to come along with me in a hunting patrol. Luna Chance I want you to chose wolves to accompany you in the border patrol, if you see any disturbance or tracks of loners report to me Immediately, do I make myself clear?" The murmurs of yes alpha and a grunt of Maximus signaled the pack meeting was over. With that Dakota grouped up with his hunting patrol trotting through the forest following tracks of the elk herd.

He was hearing the alpha assign patrols. He got hunting party and Max flicked his ears in annoyance. He just wished this one day he could stay cool enjoying the spring breeze in border patrol. Though the pack needed food and Max would put his necessities to the side. He stared at Dakota as he spoke up after finally locating the elk herd and moving away "Alright we all meet up at the watering hole. Then, we can go on a big hunt and take down a calf or injured female elk. Any objections? Ice and Artemis stay away from the borders. Try to stay in the center or if you track something and it leads to the Azca pack. Let it go... Maximus You will go East. I will go South. Hunt small thing's to save our energy for the calf or injured elk. Good Luck. Remember meet at the watering hole to show what we hunted. We'll take it back to camp. And I will gather the whole pack to hunt elk." As told to Max headed East His long legs carried him swiftly through the territory, ears flicking and nose twitching as he went. Maximus knew what he was looking for, in terms of small game, a hare. While he would have liked to come back with something like a deer fawn, Max figured it was better not to scare the deer herds and put them on alert in case they needed to hunt them instead of elk. So, Max set his sights to the ground, his nose quivering with anticipation. He knew hares were difficult to catch, they were fast and agile, able to turn quickly and bolt into their burrows. It wasn't that Max doubted his ability to bring down the faster prey, but he also didn't want to expell all his energy trying to chase down a measley hare. Max's tail flicked as he abruptly stopped, head swing as he located the scent of a lone wolf. It wasn't there any longer, but it had been within the past 30 minutes or so. It was likely Max could track it down, he just had to be quiet and careful as he did, not wanting to alert it before he even saw it. Max finally saw the lone wolf it was a white and black female, Max stalked toward it staying downwind to mask his scents the light steps of his paws taking him forward. Wait for it.....Jump! Max landed onto the wolf his canines inches from its face, his paws on its chest. "Who do you think you are, sitting near the border of The shovel pack! I should rip you apart." He spat brown eyes glowing with anger

(I won't be on for the rest of today and won't be on tomarrow I don't know about Monday yet)