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Wolves/Dogs Name: Corvus {Means 'Crow' in Latin}. Alias: Crow. Age: Three. Gender: Dame Aroma: Her scent consists of the musky smell of pine needles, wildflowers, as well as honey. Quote(s): The less you reveal, the more people can wonder. Height: 2.8-2.9 feet at the shoulders. Weight: 123 lbs. Appearence : [credit goes to windfuchs on da] Corvus has a large stature of nearly three feet at the shoulders with a muscular and lithe physique. Her name translates to crow, which is quite ironic, considering that her pelt is a pure white, unlike the feathered birds. Her pelt is long and thick. You'd never see a single strand sticking out in odd ends, as it seems to settle against her body perfectly. Her pelt alters from light grey, to a darker grey on her back and neck, though for the most part, her fur is a mixture between white and cream. Her proboscis is a pitch black, as are some parts of her inner ear. Her eyes are a striking brown that resemble two small suns in the light. The elegant-looking damsel has a single scar running over her right eye, which had been inflicted in her past by another.  [credit goes to windfuchs on da] Personality: Corvus was gifted her name due to her elegant appearance and her mischievous and cunning personality. She holds wisdom in her orbs and speaks nothing but honesty. The damsel is full of peril, mystery, and intelligence, and poses as an enigma to everybody she encounters. Corvus has the ability to pick out ones emotions easily, even if she had never met them. Don't want anybody knowing how you're feeling at the moment? Well, Corvus can read you thoroughly with one glance, and can easily disappear or appear whenever she feels like it without anybody knowing. The shadows are her friend, as she uses them to remain hidden until she wants to be seen. She also has the ability to spy on others, just like a crow, as she can be stealthy when she feels like it. She is a silent and noiseless canine, well, at least when she moves around. The damsel is surprisingly extroverted, and is never afraid to tease another, as her calm nature also holds a hint of playfulness in it. In short, she is a fun individual to have around, both for talking to, as well as for playing or joking around with. Need her to make a joke? She can do it. Need somebody to listen to you? She can do it. Need somebody to have a shoulder to cry on? She is there for you. Need her to hurt somebody? Corvus can do that too, as the fea also has an evil personality when those she cares about are threatened. She would risk her life for those she truly loves, and wouldn't let anything get in the way of their health. She is a generous fea who, when given a favour or request, would happily complete it without asking for anything in return. Likes: Mysterious things, stars, meadows, shadows, trees, bees, when others finally figure her out, danger, excitement. Dislikes: Being told that she is wrong, feeling useless, getting hurt or hurting others, boredom. Fears: Losing those she loves due to not being able to do anything. Strengths: Intelligence, large stature/strength, ability to read one's emotions, protectiveness, leadership skills. Weaknesses: Losing those she cares about, hurting those around her without wanting to, seeing those she loves around her get hurt, feeling weak or wrong. Skills / Talents: -Her intelligence (she considers it to be a talent). -Her ability to read ones emotions. -Her swift speed. -Her stealthy and agile movement (allows her to spy on anybody without their knowledge). Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UJUEV46n6yY |
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╔═════ °• ♔ •° ═════╗ Nalani ╚═════ °• ♔ •° ═════╝ Age: Five. Gender: Feminine. Aroma: Pine needles and fire. Appearence : [credits for the two above go to EternalOcean on da] Nalani is a tall-statured canid. Standing well over three feet, Nalani is a sight to behold. She is massive, and although it comes with negatives, such as lack of agility, she reigns with a sense of sternness regardless, as if there is not a flaw within her, when in reality, there are many. She is over 6 feet in length, and her weight used to be more, but due to the famine, it has decreased greatly, as has her muscle mass. Her fur is certainly one of the causes for her tall height, as it tends to stick up, and is quite thick and long. She has a lithe yet muscular physique with a pelt that is purely pitch black. Sometimes, it's so dark it's difficult to see her facial features. There are some spots of dark brown around her pelt, such as upon her head, neck, and shoulders, but when not in the direct sunlight, is difficult to see. Nalani's eyes are a deep brown that sometimes appear golden. It is the only thing one can easily notice about her, for they strike out among her black pelt. Her proboscis is a pitch black, as is everything else on her body. During the nights, it's difficult to see her, allowing her to be able to sneak up on others like a shadow. Her claws are long and sharp, and surprisingly, are easy to spot among her pelt, for they're shiny. They are rather long, for when she walks across hardened ground, they create small noises. Her body looks like a canvas, but rather than pain being used to create a picture, it was replaced with scars. The dame has many littered around her; big, small, wide, long. Some are hidden among her thick pelt, but others can be seen. There are some patches of fur she has missing, mainly from the scars that she has received. Upon her muzzle is the most noticeable one, as it stretches across it. She is an experienced fighter, though her size brings her down in terms of agility and speed. It's more difficult for her to avoid hits, though she is able to give a few nasty ones in return for the ones that she has recieved. 
[credits go to Khalliysgraphy on da] Personality: Nalani is a headstrong, confident, and determined individual that has a fire within her that can by no means be extinguished. Everything about her radiates that she's in charge; her posture, the way she holds herself, her walk, her gaze. By a mere glance alone, it is known that she is a leader, and she doesn't need anybody to remind her. The throne is hers and hers only, and if anybody dare take it away from her, they will find that, although she may be the queen, she is also the dragon guarding the gates. Wise and calculating, Nalani is able to solve a problem in a mere matter of seconds, no matter the difficulty of it. She holds a sense of intelligence in her eyes, and walks with grace. She is a stern individual, one that doesn't take anything from anybody. She will not be undermined, and if any hint of disrespect is shown her way, there will be a price to pay. Nalani enjoys peace and order, and if she sees chaos, then she will not take kindly to having to fix it. She listens to her pack. If they have something to bring up to her, then she encourages them to voice their opinions. Nalani, although acts more serious, cares for her pack deeply. They are her family, and she would do anything for them, making her selfless. If there is food, she would give it up to one weaker than her. If there is water, she will let the one that needs it most drink first. If there is a fight, she will sacrifice herself so that the other may live. There is no price that she isn't willing to pay if it meant her pack would remain safe. She acts like a strict mother. You may come to her if you need help or some comfort, but if you do something wrong, you better expect a lecture. Nalani is serious. She hardly knows how to smile or joke around, but she can be soft. She tends to have a more.. complex shell surrounding her, and is more reserved when it comes to herself. Her emotions are bottled up within her, away from her pack. If she is tired, you will never see her look it. If she is lacking strength and energy, you won't see her legs shake from exhaustion. If she is sad, you won't see her head hung low. Nalani keeps her emotions to herself and walks head-first without any fear expressed, even if she's downright petrified. |
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╭╼|══════════|╾╮ Kairu ╰╼|══════════|╾╯
Age: Four.
Gender: Masculine.
Role: Wolf.
Appearance:
[credit goes to windfuchs on da] Kairu is a slightly above average in terms of height. He stands at approximately 32 inches with a muscular physique and awkward legs. His coat is mainly a mixture of tan and cream, but upon his back lay speckles of black in odd places, and it appears as if he has two black stripes of it on either side of him. The black goes up to his head, where it abruptly stops and almost looks as if he's wearing a mask, giving him a unique look. Kairu's eyes are deep and mysterious, often staring into one's soul for pure amusement, and his proboscis is a pitch black. Personality: Kairu is a mischievous trickster, always looking for trouble, and if he cannot find it, then he creates it. He makes his own fun wherever he ventures off to, which is everywhere, for he enjoys adventures and going wherever he pleases. The masculine is a con artist, always pulling little tricks to help him get what he wants. He's hardly ever serious, and if one sees him be, it's simply an act, for Kairu is a one man show. He can act out just about anything and make it seem realistic, after all, that's just part of the fun. You'll never see him act like any normal wolf. While normal canines walk along the ground in the city, he'll walk along the rooftops. While normal canines hunt for food, he'll think of ways to trick them into giving their meals to him. While normal canines enjoy conversing with one another, he'll charge at them in order to strike fear in them, only to laugh about it later in the day. Kairu acts like an overgrown pup, always doing silly and downright stupid things in order to make others and himself laugh. He's picky about his audience, but when he chooses them, you better believe that he'll think of successful ways of entertaining them. The male never stays in one place for too long, which is why he has no relationship with anybody. It may sound lonely, but Kairu deals like it in any other way, by using humour. He uses it to cope with anything. If Kairu receives bad news, he'll add in a joke to lighten up the mood, even if he's full of sorrow. Kairu is intelligent and by no means likes to fight physically. He has come close, simply because he pulled tricks on the wrong individual, but that's nothing his swift legs can't help him with. As soon as there is trouble, Kairu is gone and running. By now, he has a sixth sense when it comes to escaping others, after all, he's done it enough. There's not a scratch on his body, and he's not about to obtain some. History: What's to know? He was born within a small pack. He had a brother that had died, and he felt suffocated and couldn't handle it, and so he left the others behind. Does he regret it? Sometimes, but he has an adventurous spirit, so it worked out, at least for him. |
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"It's not just about being small, it's about doing more with less." ┏━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━┓ Akachi ┗━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━┛ Gender: Masculine. Age: Four. Appearance: 
[credit goes to lamidaho on da] Akachi is by no means tall. He stands at around 2 feet, which is below average for a male, and almost a wolf entirely, but what can he do? His legs are the sole thing bringing him down, quite literally. Besides that, he has a more lanky/awkward and lithe physique than muscular, and it's clear that in a fight, he would not be able to win, which is why he had to focus on his mind over his physical strength. His pelt is gray with speckles of black and darker gray all around. Upon his legs, tail, and muzzle is a light tan, and a few black spots can be evidently seen, such as on his tail or nose. Akachi's eyes are dark brown, and seem to hold an unjustified wisdom within them. Additionally, his pelt has a few scars here and there, mainly from fights and past events. Although he may lack size and strength, he makes up for it in speed and agility, making much faster than others and quicker on his feet, as well as stealthy. Personality: When one is as small and weak as Akachi is, you must be good in other things to ensure survival. In his case, he is cunning beyond belief, as well as swift and stealthy. When he creeps, nobody knows that he's there. When he runs, one can hardly see him, for he's a blur. When there is a problem, he will solve it right away, for his mind is what has ensured him survival for so long. He can't outfight his opponents, so what does he do? He outthinks them. A bear cannot be beaten physically, but it can be if boulders are rolled its way. An elk cannot be brought down, unless it's cornered against a cliff with nowhere to run. One way or another, Akachi knows what to do in a problem, and he can solve it in a genius manner. In terms of being social, Akachi prefers to be by himself. He remains within a pack solely for protection. They know how to fight, and he doesn't. He is kind and generous towards others, though he can also have a nasty bite to him if treated badly. Just because he's small doesn't mean that he doesn't have feelings or can't fight back. He can, though it's harder for him to do much damage. He is swift though, so that's a definite plus. He can use his words very well, and if he tried hard enough, is sure he can make somebody cry verbally. Who needs strength when you have words and a mind like his own? He often jokes around. For such a small guy, he has a big personality. Sometimes even too big for him to contain, and so he showers others with it. At first glance, he looks innocent and kind, but if disrespected, can transition into a feisty midget. |
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┏━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━┓ Naeva ┗━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━┛ Age: Five.
Gender: Feminine.
Breed: Australian Shepard.
Appearance: 
[all photo credits go to Nightmare-v on da] Naeva stands at around 20 inches at the shoulders and has a lithe physique, though it's hard to notice due to her thick double coat. The dame has the typical colours of a canine her breed. Her coat is a red tri, the main colouring being red, copper, and white. She has a unique look in terms of the white stripe along her muzzle, which begins at the top of her head and continues onto her underbelly. Naeva's eyes are a light, icy blue, and stares at others with a cold look, while her nose is a dark liver. Not a single scar rests on her body, after all, she is a show dog, or was one anyways. Naeva had a stunning coat that nobody could pass up, and her beauty was sought out by humans, who would throw ribbons at her and compliment her appearance. It's such a shame that, although she may beautiful externally, internally, she is the opposite.
Personality: Naeva doesn't know what the word fun means, nor does she care enough to figure it out. She sole personality is based on being stern and strict. There is not a single ounce of fun within her, not anymore. She's not one to laugh, not one to joke, not one to tease. She simply doesn't care enough to do any of those things. To her, it's a waste of time. The canine never has reactions of any sorts. If somebody told her bad news, she'd reply with a straight face. If somebody told her good news, she'd reply with a straight face. She shows no signs of revealing her emotions, if she even has any anymore. Her pain is hidden deep within her, never to resurface in front of anybody. She has walls, and her trust has long since diminished. Why? Well, that seems to be a mystery many tend to try and solve to no success.
She acts like a statue and seems to be unbothered by everything. Despite that, Naeva can have a snappish attitude if somebody bothers her, and won't hesitate to ridicule another if they do something wrong. She acts like a very stern parent, one who is very opinionated. Naeva doesn't like chase or playing. Anybody who does she sees as pathetic. The day she genuinely smiles or laughs is a day worth celebrating, for it would be a rare one indeed. Naeva has the skill of holding grudges for as long as she'd like. Dare steal something from her, like a toy? She'll despise your soul and not speak to you in ten years. She's about getting revenge, not playing fair. You do something to wrong her, face the consequences. It's as simple as that. Don't hurt her if you don't expect her to retaliate in some way. The dame is not one to be bossed around. Given, she is on the smaller size when it comes to most breeds, but don't underestimate her. She has brains, and a nasty way of seeking revenge if it comes to it. While she may act prissy, she isn't. Naeva doesn't flaunt her successes to others, nor does she brag like half the other showdogs. She's there to win and receive prizes, and while she does, she'll put up a regal front, but the moment after it's all over, she dismisses it. 
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┏━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━┓ Elkon ┗━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━┛ Gender: Masculine. Age: Four. Appearance: 
[credit for all go to Wincey on da] Elkon, more commonly known as Elk, is a colossal figure, standing at a towering height of 38 inches (over 3 feet), and a weight of over 200 pounds. His physique is made of pure muscle, best for physical fights over running and hunting. His body is bulky and not very lithe, giving him less agility and speed. A handsome figure he is, with eyes of deep hazel brown and a tough face full of scars and battle wounds that seem to oddly suit his brutish appearance. Several scars reign across his body. Upon his back, his stomach, neck, and face. The scars differ in size, both in length and width. His pelt is thick and long, and patterned with colours of black, brown, and tan. Elk has an almost reddish hue tinted among his side and face, which fades into a black that is speckled around and gives him an almost hooded look. When it comes to injuries, Elk carries many. He has no tail, for it had long ago been lost due to a fight, and a limp in his hind leg that he has had since he could first stand. Indeed, Elk is no pretty sight to behold in terms of injuries, but what makes up for it is his high determination and confidence. Personality: Elkon is a reserved canid, always keeping to himself and keeping up a tough front. While he may joke and tease to those he knows, you would never see him act nearly as friendly towards strangers. He is determined and confident, always ensuring his pack's safety, after all, it's his duty, and he honours it greatly. Elk is an intelligent creature, always coming up with successful strategies and plans. If his first plan doesn't work, then no worries, for he has a second, third, fourth, and fifth one ready. Sometimes, even a sixth one. He is a hard figure to break, especially when assigned a certain duty. His concentration is strong, as is his determination. He doesn't give most things a second thought, especially when his mind is made up. Elk has the mindset that things must go his way, or no way, which has resulted in past fights. He is opinionated. If there is something that he doesn't agree with, then he'll speak up about it, for he is reserved up until a certain point. Selfless and honourable, he would put his life on the line for others, even if he doesn't like the spotlight upon him. Elk enjoys respect, and will return it when given to him. He believes that it shouldn't be one-sided, and if it is, he'll speak up. |
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┏━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━┓ Monty ┗━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━┛ Gender: Masculine. Age: Four. Appearance: 
[credit for all go to Khalliysgraphy on da] Monty is a canine standing at around 36 inches with a lithe physique with hints of muscle here and there. His pelt is quite short, yet thick, and consists of different shades of red, white, and black. For the most part, his pelt is a red that fades into a black, which proceeds to speckle around his back, almost like pepper. His legs are the reddest part of him, and almost seem as if they've been tinted red with blood, when in reality, it's a simple shade. Half of Monty's head is black, almost making it seem as if he's wearing a mask. The blackness begins at at the top of his head, and ends at his eyes halfway down his face. The other half being a white, almost a cream. There is also evidence of red upon the top of his muzzle and ears, which is noticeable upon first encounter. His proboscis is a pitch black, while his eyes are a golden yellow. He has two spots above his eyes that make him look as if he's always worried, which, he supposes that he is. 
Personality: Monty is a kind soul, one that never seemed to grow up from being a pup. He is skittish, paranoid, and a coward, even he admits it. Everything seems to emit fear into the young male's heart, even something as small as a bird. Monty isn't very confident, and moreso follows in everybody's shadow. He relies on others to protect him, as he doesn't trust himself to fight nor do much of anything. He's really quite useless. The male can't fight for his life, can't hunt without messing up, and can hardly speak without stuttering. He's an embarrassment, even he knows it, which is why he prefers being alone instead of burdening others. Monty is the type of canine who needs somebody watching him at all times, like a sitter. He's dependent on everybody but himself, and because of that, isn't close with anybody. Monty has trust issues, always feeling that if he ever does make friends, that they'll soon leave him because he's humiliating to be around. Despite his personality, he is also very kind and gentle, doing small gestures to make one feel better and wanted. He'd gladly listen to somebody's problems and attempt to give them any advice he can muster. He'd be happy if somebody spoke a single word to him. He's attempting to get better at being confident, though for the most part, has failed. Monty usually does badly at everything. In fact, he can't name one thing that he's good at, unless listening counts. The masculine acts as if everybody is out to get him. He's tried to change, but he can't help it. He really can't. |
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┏━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━┓ Kapeni ┗━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━┛ Gender: Masculine. Age: Four. Appearance: 
[credit for all go to wolfenphotography on da] Kapeni stands at approximately 38 inches with a weight of over two-hundred pounds. He's a large individual with brutish strength and a bulky figure best used for fighting over running. One wouldn't consider him tall, not until they approach him. From a distance, Kapeni's legs look fairly small, making appear smaller than he actually is, though he doesn't mind. Something about seeing the look on other's faces upon realizing how tall he really is seems to be rewarding for him. His coat falls into place against his body, and not a strand seems to stick out of place. His underbelly is a white, which fades into a red hue on his legs and side. Then, that red hue is overlapped by a black pattern, almost resembling a peppered/speckled look. Upon his head, more black remains, giving him a unique look and makes him appear as if he's wearing a mask of sorts. Taking over his cheeks and under his snout is a white, that soon cuts off into a red on his neck. His nose is a dark black, almost blue in certain light, and his eyes are a golden colour that resembled a dark yellow. 
Personality: Kapeni is a stern individual that can have a playful nature to him. Depending on his mood, he can see the world as black and white versus colour, and can act equally reserved and extroverted. wip Other:  |
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┏━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━┓ Naeva ┗━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━┛ Gender: Feminine. Age: Four. Appearance: 
[credit for all go to Khalliysgraphy on da] A dame of average size, Naeva stands at around 32 inches. Her figure is lithe, and her demur quite regal. She's a pretty creature, with long legs and a sleek physique. While she is thin for the most part, there is also evidence of muscle around her body, making her able to multifunction between being a good runner, and being a good fighter. The side of her body is a red hue that transitions into a cream, and is then overlapped by black. On the back of her neck, she has a cream colouring, giving her an almost mane-like appearance. Her face is slender, with a long snout that has red on the top of it that cuts to a white halfway down. Naeva's nose is black, while the back of her ears are a red, and seem to match her eyes, which are a dark brown that appear almost like a rusted colour. 
Personality: Cold and strict, Naeva is a dame none would want to cross. She is wise and calculating, able to have a deep intelligence when it comes to certain matters. She speaks with truth, and is one to never lie to another. Wish for somebody to tell you the truth when it comes to your appearance? Naeva will tell you exactly how it is, no matter if feelings are hurt. She walks with her head held high to show off her confidence. She is headstrong and determined, and she wants everybody to know it. Naeva acts like a mother, always sticking up for others if they're brought down. She dislikes disrespect and disorder, and when sees such a thing, will do her utmost best to fix it. Despite her cold demur, can be found cheering others up if they're feeling down. Like said before, she acts like a mother. Naeva doesn't like being undermined, and has a sharp tongue. If somebody insults her, she'll have a remark ready to fire back, followed by a lengthy lecture. Then again, if somebody acts like a pup, then they should be expected to be treated like one. The dame trusts many she encounters, and never bases things upon first glances. While she may be judgmental at times, she always believes that others should have another chance. She speaks up for her choices and opinions, and lets others see her side of things. Other: |
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