Name: Egal

Meaning: To be equal to

Age: 4

Gender: Male

Pack: Mountain

Rank: Pack Member

Appearance:

Egal is an average male grey wolf. He weighs 102 lb and stands at 2.7 feet tall at the withers. He’s four feet long with a foot and a quarter long tail. He’s compactly built but his muscles don’t show through his ruffled fur. The sleeves on his legs are white which slowly evolves into a cream at his shoulders and lower hips. The off-white covers his stomach fluff, snout and the color base of his back. Layered on top of the cream, like powder sugar on a warm lava cake, is a light grey. On his lower back is a dark smudge of grey mixed with flicks of black in the mixture. This is the same color on the tip of his off-white tail and the shadow that masks around his eyes. Slowly the dark grey fizzles back into the cream on the back of his head, above his snout and the bottom part of his cheek. His right eye matches the yellow of an autumn birch leaf and it looks bright next to his dark grey vizard.

His left eye’s skin is zipped tightly together, like an amateur sewing mistake on a stuffed animal. Or what is left of a toy when a child rips out the eyes. A softer description is that it looks like he is forever winking at you. This is a birth defect due to a lack of nutrition while in the womb. Unfortunately, his stillborn brother, the largest of the bunch, absorbed the most of the already sparse nourishments. Another defect, not one from birth, is his left front leg. He had fallen from a high height as a juvenile which caused it to be awkward, weak and bent out of shape. It refuses to stand up straight, so it is usually being dragged around while he limps. It has its uses, however, and he tries to use it whenever he can. He’s found that the more it is used, the less tight it becomes. And he hates the idea of being restricted.

Personality:

•Thankful •Independent Spirit •Patriotic •Protective •Judgmental •Caring •Welcoming •Intensely Loyal •Over Trusting •Listener •Secret Keeper •

He isn’t sensitive about his condition. In fact, he believes himself lucky to be alive and is thankful; his only other sibling was stillborn. He tries to live without regrets and to let past mistakes stay in the past. It can be hard and sometimes he curses his left leg for being so difficult. He has an independent spirit, but physically, he is very dependent on others. He is patriotic and protective over his pack. They are like him and share similar stories. He’ll let down his guard when he sees your disabilities. Once you are apart of his pack, he would die for you and he is incredibly loyal to the group. He is too trusting for his own good. He can be judgmental, but rarely does he say these thoughts out loud.

He cares for the little things in life rather than the large outstanding accomplishments. He thinks that if you’ve survived this crazy world for this long then you’ve done enough. He is usually welcoming and is prepared to share with you his stories. He sees scars as proof that you’ve lived. If you need to talk, he will listen and your secrets are safe with him.

Flaws:

-blind in left eye

-crooked front left leg (brachial plexus avulsion)

Crush: Open!

Mate: None for now

Pups: None for now

Other:

Lucy can be quite the playful pup, given her young(ish) age. She was raised by her Mother after her father had abandoned them, getting along great with her four siblings. She was the runt of the litter, so they always tended to pick on her a bit more than the others, especially one of her brothers. She was close with one of her sisters , but when they were only four months old, her Mother was attacked by a bear while trying to chase him away from her den, and her pups. She was knocked to the ground, causing her sister to run out of the den and attempt to defend her against the large predator. However, both of them were eventually killed. Lucy learned not to get too attached to anything or anyone, after that. She grew pretty solemn over the following months, but eventually she got some pep in her step back. Occasionally she will turn back into her old playful self.

However, she still tries not to get too close to anyone. She has since never loved just about anyone except for her family, who mostly went on to start their own lives. When you actually get to know her, she’s got a very puppy-like personality, and she’s usually full of sarcasm and positivity, a great contrast from right after the accident. She gets hurt fairly easily, though, especially given her rough past, but she’s always trying to see the light of the situation. She was always known as the light-bringer, or lively Lucy, always cheering everyone up in the bad times. Sadly, she hasn’t really had anyone to cheer up as of recent, not interacting with almost anyone since she joined the pack, just a few short months ago .

The thing is, Lucy spends most of her time alone, or at least mostly alone. She’s not really herself. After being told for most of her young life that she’s too enthusiastic, hyper, pupish, her personality began to slowly change. She’s now a quieter lass, someone who watches others play and interact, occasionally shooting someone a little smile or having a small conversation. Before she joined the lovely, (mostly) inviting pack, she was trapped in a small forest fire. The flames burned off part of the fur on the female’s side, luckily only causing little more than first degree burns. However, the skin now shows about ten inches across and around four inches wide, something that she’s a bit self-conscious of. She also has burns on her ear on the same side, part of her muzzle, one of her forelegs, and patches on her tail. With other wolves’ opinions on her personality , and the way that she now looks, she sometimes feel as though she doesn’t quite deserve friends, a mate, or even family. She doesn’t often show her true self, worrying that others may find her annoying, or too playful, so she’s mostly a quiet girl who often sticks to herself. She adores pups though, maybe because deep down she’s so similar to them, and she’s quite often a hopeless romantic. When you get close to her, and she finally opens up to those that she trusts and loves, she’s full of enthusiasm, of joy. Playful and almost always smiling, and striving to get others to smile, and laugh as well.

Sadly, it rarely happens nowadays

When confronted with yelling or accusations, she’ll most often cower, and wait until the canine is done with their unpleasant vocals. If someone lays a paw on her though, she’s very likely to freak out as if someone is killing her, as she wouldn’t necessarily put it past any wolf to do the opposite of, well.... Sparing her life. She tries not to appear as weak, but she sometimes cannot help doing such. Whenever she snaps back at a wolf, she deeply regrets it, worrying that they’ll either kill her (how ever long it takes), or dislike her for what seems like eternity. She doesn’t want to be disliked, or hurt, or anything of the sort. She already feels as though she has to try hard to fit in with everyone else, and she spends most of her time with younger females and pups, as she’s less intimidated by them, usually fitting in more.

Being the runt of the litter, she’s always been fairly small. . She’s about half the size of an (average) adult male, so although she does want a mate, most males are indeed very intimidating. She’s a mixture of very light gray and white, with a small bit of lightly-speckled tan on the tips of her ears, throughout the bottom half of her tail, her fore-paws and the whole of one hind leg, and down the front of her muzzle. She has a fluffy tail, although a bit skinny and slightly longer than usual, and paired with the fact that she’s skittish like a mouse, she’s sometimes called, or compared to, just that. She has light blue eyes with gold flecks in them and dark green rims, and a lean, skinny figure that causes her to be lightning fast, which comes in hand when dealing with predators. When it comes to fight or flight, she usually chooses the latter option of the two. Her light brown nose has a small splotch of pink on it, with white right on the tip like a stray snowflake.

Her insecurities are almsot a flaw of their own, and her trust-issues. Her depression, her anxiety, and although she’ll work in a team for something if she had to, she prefers to stay away from most wolves. She often feels more like a loner for this, than actually part of a pack .

She also cannot swim, and would most likely drown if left alone in a large body of water .