Reserve Alpha of ___ Pack and Medic of Ravik Pack??

Reserve Alpha of ___ Pack and Medic of Ravik Pack??

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Thank ya! :]

Name: Aurelis Firethorn

Age: 24

Gender: Female

Species: Werewolf
Rank/role: Alpha of ____ Pack (Pack Name TBD?)

Personality:

Aurelis is a very steadfast female. She appears to be harsh and strict to those who don't know her, but to those who do, she's quite friendly. Aurelis is not the type to be oblivious to events happening in her pack. She is very aware of everything, and will act on it if something does not suite her liking. She loves to interact with her pack because she doesn't want to seem distant or cold. She wants to be someone her pack feels they can talk to or rely on. She refuses to hide when going into battle, instead choosing to lead it. She does not tolerate insolence or disrespect, as she is the leader of the pack and has earned her position. She gives out respect as due, such as to the Lead Hunters and Warriors, but will not respect someone she does not deem fit of it. Aurelis enjoys hunting, mainly river hunting (fishing or by the river), and will often choose to lead or join a hunting party. She also loves to swim and can be found by the river if not found in camp. She prefers to stay in her wolf form, but will be seen in human form if conversing with other packs or loners. (WIP)

At first glance, Aurelis may be considered unnotable. Upon closer inspection, one may notice many things about this female. Aurelis has soft, medium-length golden fur with darker streaks running through it, giving her fur a strange shadowed appearance. Her eyes are a deep blue, and seem lighter in the center if one takes the time to look. Her paws are a darker gold, her paw pads being black as if she had white paws. Her tail is tipped in a silvery white and appears to glow in the light. Her ears are average and triangular, tapering into sharp points at the ends. They can always be seen twitching this way and that, absorbing information via sounds. Her muzzle is elegant and pale, giving her entire form a balanced, light pointed appearance.
Human Form:
Aurelis stands at around 5'9, quite tall for a female. Her waist-length hair is is a slightly pale caramel color, not quite matching her Wolf Form's fur. Her eyes are the same dark blue as her wolf, with a lighter center. She has long, strong legs and arms, and elegant, capable fingers. She tends to keep her hair up, whether that be in a ponytail or a bun. She has scars that aren't easily visible on her Wolf Form, including one along her cheeckbone, and across her bicep. She also has a scar over her left eye, not blinding it but giving her a much fiercer appearance. She prefers to wear T-shirts or tank tops, even in the winter, and leggings or shorts. She rarely wears shoes, choosing instead to walk barefoot. (WIP)

Relationship status: (Not sure, is the Luna the mate)
Sexuality: Pansexual

Other:

Her favorite color is sunset orange

She loves the winter

She has no (alive) family

**MAJOR WIP**

Can I reserve the medic for the Ravik pack

WIP

Name:

Verena 'Minnie' Lennox

'Sloth'

Age: 23

Gender: female

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Species: Werewolf

Rank/role: medic

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Personality:

Verena is a sweet girl who likes to care for others, having grown up with 4 siblings made it an instinct. Although being generous and quite didn't seem to make it to the job description because Verena is quiet possesive and a little more than loud. Showering others with love and affection is no problem for her, but when love and affection seems to be moving away from her and to another, Verena can get extremely jealous.

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Verena is insecure about who to trust because many of her past friends have stabbed her in the back more than once. Falling in love scares her, but she does it over and over, landing hard on her arse every time. She blames her moodswings for her failure in love, constantly changing from a bubbly extrovert, to a sluggish, sleepy personality. Verena earned the nickname Sloth from her family, because of her second personality, always slouched and walking slowly as if she were weighed down by unseen pressures.

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She enjoys her job as the pack medic because there's almost always something to do. Tending and taking care of her beloved pack is the only thing Verena knows she's good at. And if she's not doing something, Verena can be found anywhere, wandering, and thinking about everything.

Appearance:

[Credits to DJarn on picrew]

Verena is a blue eyed beauty. Red curls frame her porcelain face in a curtain of lava, masking her features from any one to cowardly to talk with her face to face. Plump red lips seem to be stuck in lazy smile, matched perfectly with a warm gaze. A single scar runs down her left cheek, barely visible in a simple glance.

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She stands at 5 feet 3 inches, when she can remind herself not to slouch, and has almost no visible muscle. Verena avoids working out as much as possible, going for the occasional jog to stay fit. She has an hourglass form, her legs being longer than the average girl, only for her torso to be shorter. She weighs 135 at her heaviest, lean muscle making up for less than a quarter of her weight.

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As a wolf Verena's appearance is majestic, standing 30 inches tall, and weighing 135 pounds. Her coat is a burnt umber color with undertones of tan and white. She is slender and agile, most of her muscle residing in her back legs making her fast, although she isn't very strong.

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Relationship status: single

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Sexuality: bi baby

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Likes: Animals, nature sounds, the smell of coffee, dancing.

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Dislikes: Bugs, busy city noise, the taste of coffee, summer heat waves.

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Hobbies: Reading, writing, painting when the sun hits just right through the windows, Jogging when it gets foggy, dancing in the rain.

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Bad Habits: smoking when bored/stressed, biting her finger nails, staying up late stressing out, chews on her pencils.

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Other: RP example;

Winter came months ago, freezing over just about everything in its path. Trees dropped their fall leaves, stripping for the new spring leaf. Many animals have escaped the cold, hibernating until food is no longer hiding. But in the midst of the wild weathers, she stands her ground, walking the same trail every Sunday. Watching the changes move slowly before her eyes, the miracle of life. Spring is near, she can tell because the snow has just begun to melt. Now the muddy grounds fight her for the right to walk, but she treads on unrelenting for she is time itself. Stopping for nothing, waiting for no one, make way because she is always treading a new trail, turning a new leaf, starting the new day.

may I claim one loner spot and a member of Ravik?