Introduction

The Golden Summit Pack as had a rather complicated history. A pack born between the bond of two lovers , it seemed the picturesque start of years of love together. However that was shattered by betrayal and infidelity - the female took her pups from her treacherous lover and established herself as a ruler of her own pack. Forgetting the wrongs done to her, she welcomed strangers and those broken down and tired into her pack. She established a hierarchy within the pack that was welcomed as it brought order. Her pack grew strong both physically and mentally - those within this pack were known for both their strength and intelligence and not to mention sometimes their beauty. It is said the reason they are called the Golden Summit Pack is due to the Founder having a beautiful golden sheen to her fur. This pack came from the bottom to rise above it all and they became one of the more respected and somewhat feared packs. Their strength was in numbers and their experience and training . They were very capable wolves and could do a lot.

Pack Life was easy and understandable. They had a big domain for them to control and keep under order - so of course they made sure their wolves were well trained to defend their home. They had spacious land, luxurious den spaces, delicious food pickings , and quite frankly most understood their ranking within things. However that all was about to change - their was a Great Blaze within their territory and it scorched their home for miles on end. No one knows what started the fire but all was known was that it was devastating. Many lives were lost within that fire - including pillar high ranking members within the pack. It caused a sort of vacuum of power within the rankings since now their were spots available and this could be a chance for those at the bottom to claw their way to the top.

The worst part of this is that it is during the close of Autumn. Meaning, all the food they had in the reserves are wasted , gone. And not to mention Winter seems to be coming earlier than expected. These wolves are going to have to move quickly if they want to survive - there is patch of land on their territory on the far side of the mountain that was untouched by the flames and this is where they will are going to make their journey to . However their is one problem - a small group of Wanders have claimed this piece of land for themselves. What will happen when this pack meets this group of trespassers?

This is a time of hardship and the weight is heavy on the remaining higher ups. From scheming pack members to pesky Wanders. Will they crack under pressure or rise up to the occasion?

The Ranks Explained

Honorable Lord/Lady of The Bluffs
This rank is equivalent to that of a second-in-command. They are in fact the enforcer of pack law - the bringer of justice/destruction if you will. They are judge, jury, and executioner - of course at the command of their leader. This wolf deals with the internal affairs of the pack - they know everything, they find out everything , they have eyes and ears everywhere. They are the ones who deal with civil disputes and complaints and other issues within the pack - such as den space, lack of prey in a hunting ground, and small things like that. But of course they give their reports and findings to their superior for verification. They also can and will act as a stand in if their superior is unavailable or under the weather. They are extremely loyal to their leader and would not bear this position if they weren't. This wolf is usually a close friend of the the leader and has their complete trust and faith. So, to disrespect this wolf is to disrespect the leader themselves. And they have full permission to punish you as they see fit for the disrespect . After this is a wolf that the Emperor/Empress cares for dearly. You are to address this wolf as , "Your Grace."

Second Ranked Consort
Unlike the Royal Consort, this wolf is the chosen partner of the Lord/Lady of the Bluffs. The Lord/Lady of the Bluffs may only ever have one partner and for them to become greedy as to want to take more is taboo and very treacherous. Much like their counterpart they don't have a formal title, just the respect that they are due for being the partner. They are moral support of their lover along with being their to help them make decisions and can give advice to their partner. They can become a confidant and advisor to their partner as well and hold some sort of sway but not as influential as the Royal Consort. They are also said to be good friends with the Royal Consort and her personal confidant at times. Anyone trying to steal this wolf form the Lord/Lady shall face the full account of their fury. This wolf is to be referred to as, "Precious Lord/Lady."

The Royal Paladins
These four wolves are personal attendants/ guards of the Emperor/Empress , Lord/Lady, and the Consorts. They snake etheir safety and protection, they also make sure the children of their charge are protected as well. They remain at their charge's side whenever they have an outing or are visiting another pack, they remain as their bodyguard. They are to be ready to die for the one they protect and if not they they're doing their job wrong. If their is no one for them fo protect they they are in charge of making sure the pack is well trained and the High Paladins are doing their job, and helping out where they can. They are referred to " High Lord/Lady "

Rangers
These are the bulk of the pack. The regular members if you will, they are the heart and important to the pack. These are your hunters, scouts, patrollers, and any other miscellaneous role that you can think of. They have earned their place within the pack through hard work, and have proven that they belong. They work hard and as a team, and they always make sure that morale is up because that's very important for them. They are also the ones who voice their opinions in maters that they can, and are also watched to see who has earned a way to climb up higher. They don't have a specific title.

The Youth
These are the pups of the pack. Their responsibility is just to learn and become official members of the pack. They are to be protected at all costs.

The High Empress Of The Summit
Aouregan | Me

The Honorable Lady Of The Bluffs
Isolde | Ciao

The Royal Consort
Tyr | High Hills Pack

The Second Ranked Consort
Closed For Now

Master Chieftan/Chieftess Of Beasts
Will Be Chosen In The Roleplay. See Notes

The Royal Paladins
Aoife | The East MountainClan
Chinook | Mother
Note: Two Additional Royal Paladins Will Be Chosen In The RP.

The High Paladins
Asbiom | Me
Eris | The Bewitched
Note: One Additional High Paladin Will Selected From Amongst The Rangers.

Rangers
Mairea | Me
Reidar | Red River Wolves
Willow | East MountainClan
Elm | Bloodwilt
June | Moose
Reserved | Satomi
Tamsa | ~ Spice ~
Sarai | Ravensrun
Jarek | Nivarna_Sky
Zilan | Nivarna_Sky
Enara | Reserved | [ Imperial Sands ]

The Youth
Closed ; For Now

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The Wanderers

The Leader
Lilith | Mother

The Second-In-Command
Reserved | Me

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Name:

Snjeana

Russian/Slavic ; " Snowy / Snow White "

Age:

2 Years Old

Gender:

Female

Pack:

The Golden Summit Pack

Reputation:

Among the pack, she is known as a rather hardworking young lady ; always up for a challenge and ready to learn something new, or help others when needed or asked - though she rarely goes out of way to do it if not prompted. She's known to be a bit of a stubborn little thing - with a mule like stubbornness, it takes a lot to deter her from her path when she's convinced of something. Otherwise, she can be seen socializing with the adults and more experienced and higher ranked members - some may begrudgingly call her a "ass kisser " but she just knows how the game works - most will acknowledge her wit and intelligence, some being frightened by how smart she is. But most will also comment that she has such a gift for speech - and some wonder if she'll end up like her dear old mother, but she doesn't give a damn about her mother or what others think of her ; she will use her words to her advantage - even if it a bit undesirable, but she never would harm anyone on purpose unlike someone she knows.

Most will experience two sides to her. There are those that lump her in with her mother and treat her and her family like dirt or trash ; with them you get the cold and callous creature she can be - full of venom and snark, not afraid to put them in their place since they dared to speak about her family. She doesn't take kind to bullies or assholes that thing they're better than her just because they don't have a fucked up mother like her - and she doesn't care if she's proving them right by giving them attitude or a leaving them with a few cuts or bruises - don't fuck with her family - period. To those that don't hold familial ties against her ; they get the loyal and attentive trainee - one who always listens and understands, a bit of an overachiever and possibly starved of "motherly affirmation " but otherwise she's a rather responsible and mature pupil. They'll comment that's she's wise beyond her years and that's she's going places - never would they experience her nasty behavior, she may be a big sassy towards them - but she's mostly a mature individual with ambition, focus, and drive.

To her peers and fellow trainees; it can be said she is rather a model scholar and youth, much like her siblings - and it can be said she wouldn't accept less. She's known for her prowess in tracking and scouting - seeming to have a niche for finding prey that have carefully hidden themselves. She's also known for being tough and strict in her training, always seen sparring with her father or with someone who's available - maybe that's why she so good at defeating most of comrades, possibly her sister and brother being the only ones on par or even better than her when compare in age group. The juveniles will exclaim how much of a worry-wart and rigid she is with them and herself ; being very curt with them, and not participating in "silly little games" as she says - and the how she doesn't care for matters of love and will scoff at the thought of it and grimace at the sight of young "lovey-dovey" couples - though they swear she's a romantic but she's it vigorously.

Rank:

The Unranked

Desired Rank:

Honorable Lady Of The Bluffs ; And If Not, Then She'd Settle For A Royal Paladin or High Paladin - She Wants Anything More Than Being A Ranger.

Thoughts On The Wanderers:

Appearance:

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Detailed Personality:

Likes:

Dislikes:

Strengths:

Weaknesses:

Relationship Status:

Single

Mate:

None

Crush:

She Isn't Focused On That

Exes:

None

Family:

Asbiom [ Father ]

Anja [ Estranged Mother ; She's Disowned Her ]

Lumi [ Sister ; Littermate ]

Vígnir [ Brother ; Littermate ]

Wisteria [ Sister ; Littermate ]

Offspring:

Affiliations:

Other:

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Name:

Tyr

Meaning “Deity or Celestial Being”

Age:

5

Gender:

Male

Aroma:

Rain & Pine

Pack:

Golden Summit

Reputation:

Tyr is known for being an absolute flirt with the ladies of the pack. A tramp, if you will. He will blatantly come up and throw all sorts of one liners, compliments, and suggestive gestures to any female that catches his eye. Though, they are all hollow of meaning and will only end in the broken heart of the girl. His true affection will only be directed towards his one, true love.

On the political side of things, the male acts as though he were the second in command and not the Honorable Lord/Lady. Of course, he still gives him/her… some respect, but – as he sees it – he’s Empress’ right hand. Not him/her. If anyone should be enforcing the law, it should be him. Though, he must admit that he/she is exceptionally good at his/her job. Otherwise, everyone else (besides his beloved and a select few others) is beneath him. They’re existence is only tolerated because they serve his queen and the pack. To him, they’re simple pawns in the game of chess that is this life.

Rank:

The one. The only. Royal Consort.

Desired Rank:

Content, and he is not willing to share his power with any other male.

Thoughts On The Wanderers:

They dare claim his mate’s territory as their own?! What right do they have?! His pack is the rightful owners of this land! Not them! Oh, and if they think that they can just claim this land without issue – even after the lengthy time the pack has patrolled it – then they have another thing coming.

Appearance:

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Tyr is a regal and powerful wolf, known for his intimidating stature amongst those of his pack. He is quite hard to miss, holding himself at 34 inches at the shoulder. He uses this height to its fullest extent as well – formulating his poster to be as, well, regal as possible. Head held high, eyes sharp and focused, legs steady and unshakable, tail in an upright position, and shoulders square. You can practically feel the dominance radiating off him with a simple glance. There is no questioning his authority around here. His lean yet muscular build just makes him all the more daunting, granting him a large sum of strength that can be seen rippling underneath his long and thick fur with every movement he makes. This muscle is especially apparent in his broad chest and impeccably sturdy legs. He, when focused, is practically a brick wall to most other wolves. They can do damage, of course, but attempting to knock him over would be futile. Combine this with his weight of 172 pounds and you have a wall of pure muscle and strife.

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The large wolf’s pelt is one of chilling darkness. The kind that you see only in the dead of a moonless night, where everything can see you and you can’t see them. Its shade of black almost looks cold to the touch, as though it were made of the night itself. Lighter collections of gray can be found around his back and shoulders, like the softest of moonlight filtering through the leaves of a dense forest. Some of this gray can also be found along his sides, but it is much less apparent. The brightest patch of gray accumulates right before his rump on the left side of his body, and is quite noticeable during the day where it can look almost brownish-white in complexion. A false white, if you will. Around his front paws, however, a pure form of white can be seen. It encompasses his toes in a blanket snow-white fur, going no further than the top of his toes. The fur of this shining hue is quite scattered and disconnected, having been corrupted by the eerie black of the rest of his coat. Though, his fur is not the only chilling part about this male. His eyes hold a haunting shade of pale yellowish-green, like that of a spirit. To strangers and low ranking males, these eyes are always harsh and piercing – like a wild briar out to cut through their fur if they so much as look in the wrong direction. To females he takes “interest” in, they are warm and lively. Entrancing, if you will. Like a gentle summer’s breeze whizzing through their coats just long enough to keep them cool without sapping their forms of their own body heat. And, finally, for his mate. His beloved. His one and only sun. The tone of his eyes is always warm and adoring, filled with nothing but the purest form of love. It is a sight to behold on such a dark being, even if Aouregan will be one of the only wolves to ever see it.

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The chilling male takes a lot of pride in upholding a pristine image. Perfect posture, chilling gaze, and a flawless coat. No mistakes. Not a hair out of place. He must remain presentable at all times. No exceptions. So, it is of no surprise that the male has great distaste towards scars. Even if they signify the life of a strong soul, they leave a disgusting stain on his beautiful pelt – tainting his near-perfect form. But of course, his hide is not completely void of them. He’s a wolf, not some pampered pet. Thankfully, most are hidden underneath his luxurious coat. Though, there are a select few that have shimmied their way out of hiding. One – a quite obvious slash of sorts – runs along his shoulders, starting at the front of his left shoulder and ending towards the back of his right one. It is rather ragged in shape, not drawing a straight line across his shoulder blades. Time has not been kind to this scar, leaving it in sight of only lookers. It’s best not to point out or get caught staring at the mark. He will not take kindly to either gesture. A second old injury is a rather small one in the form of three claw marks on his snout. Like those of a lynx or bobcat. This particular scar is one that is actually okay with. He only accepts such image-staining marks if they came from serving what he considers a greater purpose – such as protecting his mate and (very rarely) family members – which is exactly how he earned this one. The most embarrassing scar (his words) on his form is actually the smallest and least noticeable. It is nothing more than a small notch in his upper right ear. A disgrace of a scar, even more so than the largest one on his body. This one was obtained when he was pounced on by his brother as pups which is exactly why he hates it so.

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Tyr’s voice is quite the unforgettable one. It is impeccably smooth, with each and every word – heck, every syllable – being flawlessly connected. Its lower pitch makes it all the more memorizing, like it holds something that no other wolf could ever possess. There is no stuttering to be found in this male, even during times of intense stress. It’s as though he spoke nothing but poems every waking moment of his life. The tone of his voice always seems to hold a sense of regalness, much like his posture. Demanding attention and respect, without any room for argument. Though, this tone earns a nasty drip of venom if he is defiled – one that can poison even the most sturdy of souls. And yet, it still manages to sound cordial all the same, as though the stinging venom were nothing more than a sickening illusion. However, the most bone chilling aspect of his voice is its volume. It never raises through emotion. No, not even the most scorching of anger can get it to rise. The only thing that ever shifts is the emotion his words hold – piercing the hearts of all those that feel its wrath.

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Personality:

Flirtatious || Playboy || Flamboyant || Cunning || Manipulative || Loyal || Prideful || A Huge Dork || Attention Driven || Hypocrite || Perfectionist

“Tsk, tsk, tsk. I would advise against bad mouthing my beloved, peasant. She’s not the only one who doesn’t stand for it. Just be grateful that she has much more patience than I.”

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{Flirtatious & Playboy}

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{Flamboyant}

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{Cunning & Manipulative}

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{Loyal}

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{Prideful}

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{A Huge Dork}

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{Attention Driven}

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{Hypocrite; He flirts with females to make his mate jealous, but gets upset when she does the same}

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{Perfectionist}

Likes:

- His Beloved. His Darling, Dear.

- Attention From Aouregan

- Manipulating The Females Of The Group

- Scaring The Younger Males

- Wolves Respecting His Loved One

- Perfection, Or As Close As He Can Get To It

Dislikes:

- Those Opposed To His Beloved

- Males With Straying Eyes

- The Unmentionables (The Scum Of The Earth In His Eyes)

- Weaklings

- The Wanderers

- Scars & Injuries

Strengths:

- Smooth Talker/Good With Words

- Endurance

- Strength

- Authority/Demanding Presence

- Intimidating Stature

Weaknesses:

- Patience

- Agility

- Quick To Anger

- Perfectionist

- Those Who Can Spot His Manipulation

Relationship Status:

Taken~

Mate:

The lovely Imperial Majesty herself, Aouregan

Crush:

Who needs a crush when you’re already found love? But, it’s still Aouregan, through and through.

Exes:

Possibly~
Open

Family:

Maybe an older brother?

Open

Offspring:

None… for now.

Affiliations:

Open

Other:

- Aside from simply wanting to toy with the other females of the pack (and wanting to make his adored mate jealous), Tyr has good reasons behind his flirtatious advances. If he can keep a decent chunk of the females interested in him, then he’ll have a loyal group of “fangirls” who would be willing to follow his every command just to please him. In other words, more pawns to keep his beloved Aouregan safe. <3

Watermelon is the best~

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