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Name: Anora Age: 3 Rank: Hunter Desired Rank: Alpha Female (But would settle for Beta) Pack: Raven Gender: Female Animal: Wolf Species: Timber wolf Appearance: ~~~ ~~~ Anora is a bit small for her species, she stands about 52 inches and has a murky color coat with a bit of white where her jaw is, her eyes are ice white and her under belly color is amber-ish gold, she has average sized ears and claws that are sharp as knifes. She has a few scars around her legs and neck from hunting. ~~~ ~~~ Personality: Anora is a bit of a threatening wolf to others and her prey, specifically to ones she does not know of. Anora loves to go out hunting, it is basically something she does everyday for training!. And she is kinda interested in romance, well that depends on what type of personality he has~ ~~~ although Anora is "the quite one" she also knows what is good to eat and what is not. She loves to hunt and watch animals she killed suffer, her dominance is all that matters to her when it comes to weak ranks in the pack. ~~~ She sometimes loves to kill her prey in a violent way and would denied the creatures mercy. Her previous pack when she was a pup couldn't stand her playfulness, she would run around,jump on others,rip up everyone and other annoying stuff that puppies do. ~~~ ~~~ There for Anora was beta from her previous pack at the age of 2,one day her parents (the alphas) didn't come back to the den so Anora and 5 others went to do a search party. But in her surprise she found the remains of her parent's body's nearby the home of a bear... ~~~ She felt broken...the only ones in the pack that truly loved her...gone, Anora became savage and threaten other members in her pack to begone or she will kill them. Her pack fled and left Anora alone. ~~~ Anora is ok now, its been about 1 year and she finally put that memory else where in her brain. but there is a very strong goal in her head that has been saying something to her for the pass months...revenge ~~~ Likes: ✬Hunting ✬Assassinating ✬Stalk prey ✬Kill prey Dislikes: ✬Bears ✬Other wolfs ✬Traveling to much ✬Others stealing the kill Red Bananas Strengths: ✬Master hunter ✬Swift ✬quite Weaknesses: ✬Being enraged ✬Being judge by others Crush: TBD Mate: None Offspring: None Other: All stock images are done by khalliysgraphy on DA. |
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*reposting cuz im back*
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Name: Bardou
Age: 7
Gender: Female
Pack: Raven
Rank: Hunter
*Desired Rank: Beta // Alpha Female
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Appearance(at least one paragraph): *Bardou is a Strong Bodied Female with few scars... a Testimate to her fighting abilitys. She contains Powerful shoulders and haunches that suite her overall build quite well. Bardou has a nicely built cranium and wide set paws to enable better footing upon undesirable surfaces. Her jaws are a force to reckon with equiped with longer canines then most other wolves allowing her bite to be a tad bit deeper upon inital contact. Bardou has two stand out scars, one upon her throat and one that divided her tongue tip in half giving it a forked appearance. This coupled with her fire orange eyes makes her seem like she crawled from hell itsself... this Dam is not your average "fallen Angel" *Physically she appears fine but, theres a reason why she stopped mentoring young up and coming fighters a reason she does not disclose to any. Its why she settled for hunter.. though deep down the dam knows she could do far better.. if she wished to challenge for the rights. Having been a Previous Beta at the age of 4 and only excelling through that experience. Only to leave her pack before achieve alpha.. for reasons.. she once again would neber expose.* *Smells like* Fresh Mint and honey *Height* 36 Inches at the shoulder *Length* 6.5 ft Head to tail *Weight* 115 lbs --- 
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*Calm* Bardou Has an eerie Calmness about her afterall managing her emotions at an early age was the key to her success. You wont know shes pissed untill its to late, though subtle warnings or twitching of her left shoulder is a fair sign that you best shove a paw in your hole. *Wise beyond years* Due to how this Dam was raised she appears to know more then anywolf should at the age of 7. Wether it be about battle tactics, relationships or even leadship responsibilites you name it she probably knows. *Mature* Despite her Age she knows what battles to pick and when to pick them. But when she does decide to pick them be prepared to have your muzzle clamped within hers and shoved upon the ground. Your own personal public form of humility. *No Nonsense* Shes the definition of "Fuck around and find out" my advice? Dont find out. *Natural Flirt* Bardou is an all natural tease and flirt. It comes out naturally perhaps you could call her a vixen with the way she speaks to unsuspecting males. *Loyal // Accountable* Bardou will always be loyal to her pack, and mate till her last breath. She is also accountable for her actions despite the consequnces that may arise from it. Strengths: *Fighting // Though it doubles as a weakness* Bardou is an exceptional fighter, using the tactic of suprise to her advantage. She never seems to peer into anything but your eyes when shes engaged.. her flaming emotionless eyes. This makes calculating her moves difficult as she is very careful in giving little to no hints to her enemy. *Hunting* Due to her strong ability to stratigize Bardou is an exceptional hunter prefering to be the power end behind the kill. Weaknesses: *Fighting* For a reason she doesnt disclose *Jealousy* whats hers is hers.. dont touch. However same goes for the male shes with... unless he wants to loose his berrys. *Love* Bardou is cold to the idea her heart a hardened landscape of ice. She is not an easy wolf to get close to, it takes time and effort as well as a strong male to get her to soften Again... --- 
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*Likes: *Deer Meat* *Sparring* *Alone patrols* *Being left alone* *Night time walks* (She doesnt sleep well anymore) *Pups...* *Dislikes: *Stupid Females* *Being Bothered* *Being bossed around* *Backstory: Find out in rp *Mate: N/A *Pups: Dead *Affiliations: Open // DM
Other: Honey and Bananas on blue dyed toast
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*reposting cuz im back*
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Malicia
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Queen Grey Wolf Desired Rank: Alpha
Pack: Eastern
Appearance: https://www.deviantart.com/khalliysgraphy/art/Springrest-602691889 
Malicia Is a Large female Canid often being mistakened for being a male. She has a thick coat with the colors black, and various shades of brown. This combined with her seemingly red eyes makes her quite the unsettling sight. Malicia has a muscular yet slim build despite the apperance her coat gives off. She has sturdy legs made for stamina and strong jaws made for fighting. Malicia Knows shes intimidating and hardly tries anymore to give off the im in charge vibe. For her mere excistance is usually enough to keep those who dislike her in line. For they have a good sense of what she can do and will do without hesitation. Malicia does have a Subtle limp and drag from her back right leg. Its an old hip injury she sustained during a fight that sent both wolves down a steep embankment. However, it doesnt hinder her much in the warmer months. ---- Height: 31.5 Inches Weight: 120lbs Smells like: Pine and fresh rain fall Personality: Loyal: Malicia is a Loyal wolf without doubt. She has laid her life on the line a few times to keep her followers safe and out of harms way. Malicia is also a trusted shoulder if you need to vent or to tell her your trusted secrets. Smart: Malicia is a smart female especially when it comes to fighting. Shes quick to study her opponent to ensure she takes advantage of every weakness. She is also a smart leader, making sure to pay attention to everything.. thus meaning not much slips by her.. whether it be an injury, rumor or even a planned attack for her position. Deadly: Malicia is Deadly, she shows no mercy to those who attack her or to those she chooses to attack. She will gladly leave you dragging yourself to some sort of safety. Malicia will also bait you like your a lamb to slaughter if she notices your dislike towards her or another packmate... my advice? Stay in line and dont draw her attention to you. Honest: Malicia is honest, she doesnt believe in telling lies as everyone should know the truth no matter how hard it is to bear. Flirt: Malicia Is a tease, she take enjoyment out of flirting with males who dont stand a chance at being with her. Shes cold hearted and seemingly unreachable. After all theres no room on the throne for two. Selfless: Malicia Will Put the Pack before herself always, whether or not shes in the head space or is injured herself. Despite how cold she is Malicia does not follow the "every wolf for themself" way. If the packs low on food? Someone else gets her share. This goes against how she was raised... But for her thats more then alright.. --- Strengths: -Planning -Combat -Hunting -Protecting -Leading -Pays attention to all details -Very independent Weaknesses: -Swimming -Keeps her enemys closer -Enjoys the fight -Always Alone --- Affilitations:
Crush: Illusion*Current Unknown Sire to her pups*
Mate: "Ha..I dont Share"
Relatives: Bardou (Half sister) *Unknown* Other: 💙🍌
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And I'll re-add them as soon as I'm back on my computer there :D Welcome back Spice <3 |
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Could I reserve a scavenger for strays unite, please? I caved, gonna give the 3 characters a try |
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Yep, reserved! :)
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Could I reserve a scavenger for strays unite, please? I caved, gonna give the 3 characters a try
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(all image credits belong to @Naturepunk on DA) Name: .~-Kenai-~.
Age: 3 years
Gender: Male
Pack: will join Strays Unite
Rank: Scavenger . --.~[][][]~.--.~[][][]~.-- .
Species: Bluebay Shepherd (Wolf-dog)
*Subspecies: Husky/Shepherd & Timber Wolf cross  Appearance: Kenai's fur is a thick coat of silky onyx black, with sparse greying on the edge of his muzzle. Spreading over his elbows, butt and underside of his tail. What might look like coarse hard hairs, is actually a dense coat of gently soft fur. A large fluffy tail which he uses as a rudder when swimming or running against the wind. While he isn't the largest wolf, standing under 2.5 feet at the shoulder and 165 pounds, Kenai is built for survival. Well build muscles ripple beneath his coat, gliding over the ground on large wideset paws. Vibrant orange eyes that shine with a firey intensity, seeming to stare into your soul. .
Personality: Often coming off as intense and cold, Kenai is a guarded wolf who struggles to show his emotions. Instead showing his care in silent actions, standing beside those he trusts no matter they face. For those he cares for he's stare death in the face and refuse to run. Although he isn't always one to start a fight he will quickly step in and shut one down. . Kenai is stoic in his actions, working with others to support a group. He can tell right from wrong and stands firm in his stance, even standing against others higher than him. He is fiercly protective and often quick to act, sometimes too quick, jumping to conclusions and getting himself in trouble. But he has good intentions, a kind and caring heart that is burried far beneath the surface. . --.~[][][]~.--.~[][][]~.-- . Strengths: +Stubborn +Won't back down from a fight +Stealthy .
Weaknesses: -Loyal to a Fault -Quick Tempered -Emotinally distant .
*Likes: +Winter +His Sister +Listening to crickets *Dislikes: -Seeing those important to him hurt -Humans -Cars .
*Backstory: Kenai was born to a brood female at a breeding center, however he wasn't a sought after appearance. He looked more wolf than husky cross like his mother, to which his owners where not very fond of. They let him go to the first person that would take him, people who treated him well for the first few years of his life. Having been adopted with one of his sisters, he was never truely alone. Even when they found themselves suddenly abandoned and left to fend for themselves. . He spent the rest of their time looking after his sister, surviving off the streets. Having been mistaken for a wild wolf Kenai was often hunted by animal control, leading to a few altercations with humans. After one that left his sister with a bad injury, he made the decision to seek out the group of strays they'd heard about. If it meant keeping his only family safe, he'd join a group of rag tag dogs. Other: Has anyone seen a purple banana? Do they even exist?!? . --.~{}{}{}~.--.~{}{}{}~.-- . (all image credits belong to @DeingeL-Dog-Stock on DA) Name: .~-Temari-~.
Age: 3 years
Gender: Female
Pack: will join Strays United
Rank: Guard
*Desired Rank: Beta . --.~[][][]~.--.~[][][]~.-- .
Species: Bluebay Shepherd (Wolf-Dog)
*Subspecies: Husky/Shepherd & Timber Wolf cross  Appearance: Temari's fur is a fluffy mass of creamy white and soft amber, shifting tones in the pattern matching that of your average husky. Her think coat a mass of plush fluff, far softer than most dogs. She is built more for speed despite her size, standing over 2.7 feet at the shoulder and 145 pounds. Tense muscles hidden beneath her light coat, bounding gracefully over the ground on slender legs. Surefooted and swift as the wind(formerly). Brilliant blue eyes that mirror the summer sky, reflecting her emotions like deep pools. . Personality: Gentle natured and a generaly easy going dog, Temari is very caring towards others. She like to help and be able to do something to support the group, often getting disheartened when she fails at something. Her self esteem isnt what it used to be, often struggling to believe she is of any use. Yet she is upbeat and energetic, doing her best to apear happy around others to keep them from worrying. . Temari is loyal to those she cares for, quick to jump to the aid of her friends and family. Although she has moments where she gets lost in her excitement, getting caught up in the moment almost like a pup would. Sometimes showing her age in this manner, behaving more like a dog a year yonger than herself. Yet she knows when to be serious and focus, being able to stand her ground in dangerous situations. Defending her friends and family with a fierceness combarable to that of a full blooded wolf. . --.~[][][]~.--.~[][][]~.-- . Strengths: +Loyal +Fierce +Easy-Going .
Weaknesses: -One track mind -Limp(Bad leg) -Emotional .
*Likes: +Summer +Swimming +Chewing Sticks .
*Dislikes: -Bugs -Cars -Humans -Liars .
*Backstory: Having been picked to be on a sled team when she was a young pup, Temari was only valued for what she could do well. Often punished for not doing well, or when she couldn't grasp a given command. She was devisated when she and her brother found themselves abandoned, left on the street to fend for their lives. She had steeled her nerves to survive, on the run and often going hungry many nights. She disliked the idea of joining a larger group, but she also could understand why it would be easier. . After one particularly bad run in with the humans from animal control, Temari was left with a twisted back leg. A wound from being hit with a car that left her with a limp, to which forced her to decide it was time they look for help. Seeking out the pack of strays would be their best shot at survival. Despite her worry for not being able to contribute, she wanted a way to lessen her brother's stress of looking after her. Other: I kinda hope purple bananas are not real, people could be really weird with them |
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Stock Images. All Images Credits to Dark-Wolfs-Stock Name: Mairea
"Sweet; drop of the sea, bitter" Age: 5 Gender: Female Pack: The Raven Pack Rank: Hunter Desired Rank: Classifed Species: Wolf 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: Her only love, Solaris Mate: A certain sun-kissed male has stolen her heart and affections. Offspring: None. Other: |
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