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Name: Larkspur Age: 4 Gender: Female Rank: Subordinate Pack/Group: Burden Pack 
Photo credits to landkeks-stock on DA. Stock images Larkspur is lighter in her coloration. Tawny, amber, and honey tones make up her coat with the occasional dark streak making an appearance. Her fur is rather short but thick and soft, providing ample warmth and fewer gobs of hair floating around. Her scruff is thick and gives her a semblance of a short mane along the back of her neck, down to the ends of her shoulders. Her eyes are a piercing yellow, made to stand out even more by the darker "wings" on the corners. They often appear to hold no emotion and can easily be described as unsettling. Her left eye hosts a scar just above it at a slight angle and another continuation on her lower eyelid. It was not a deep enough scratch to cause any sight issues. Her body carries a few other scars scattered about her body with a few deeper ones on her left shoulder from a hunt gone sour. Most of the marks are small enough or have faded enough to become nearly invisible. Larkspur has a lean, well-muscled frame and stands at 33 inches. Everything about her is long and slender, though she is still quite strong. However, she was definitely built with more agility in mind than brute strength and is considerably lighter than many wolves her height. She was blessed with good stamina and speed; her movements are quick and precise, which makes her an excellent hunter. Personality She is a force to be reckoned with. Direct, goal oriented, and ambitious, Larkspur is always up for a challenge. While she is respectful of those around her, it was never a secret that she wanted to succeed her parents. To her, though, it was simply a matter of survival of the fittest. She would not dream of overthrowing a good leader; rather, she would want to succeed them. In her mind, there is no point to breaking apart a well-oiled machine. Larkspur comes across as curt and calculating, but her loyalty to the pack is undoubted. Her plots are made strictly by the rules, her wiles courteous, her moves refined. She is an upstanding member of society, thank you very much. Her playing fair does not make her weak, however, nor does it mean she will hesitate to end a life. After hunting and fighting as an adult member of the pack, death has simply become another reality of life to her. Whether it is a wolf or a doe that has died, it does not matter. Dust to dust, after all. Larkspur is not one to take a job lightly, and she expects all those around her to be equally invested in their role within the pack. Questions of loyalty frustrate her. She is adamant that, if pack members cannot trust each other and work together, they will go extinct. She holds her temper well and will attempt to talk down a conflict before whupping everyone's hinies, and she tries to be as mature and logical as possible. With speedy speed and nice lungs, she is able to keep up with larger prey for several minutes before tiring. She is a team player and works best in a cohesive group with a shared goal, and she has a forceful maternal drive and cares deeply about her packmates, even if she sucks at showing it. Leadership comes naturally. As she is a lighter wolf, she requires the assistance of two or so heavier wolves to bring down large prey -- brute force is not on her side. In the defensive, she has to rely more heavily on her knowledge of her surroundings and agility. Larkspur loves being in control: in control of her life, of a hunt, of decisions. It doesn't matter. She wants a say, and she wants to be respected. Disrespect, disloyalty, and disfunction are the most infuriating things to her. Being talked down to, ignored, or cast aside have relatively strong impacts on how she views a wolf. Kin: Chinook is her cousin. Open Affiliations To Be Determined Crush: Open Mate: None Other: Bunnies are one of my favorites. 
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Name: Chinook
Age: 5 Years
Gender: Male
Rank: Subordinate
Pack/Group: Burden Pack Credits to Wincey (1st) and Tiefenschaerfe (2nd) on DA. Same user, same wolf. Chinook is a very handsome male. He stands at 34 inches and is in the middle of the weight spectrum for his height. His body is well-toned and his strength is evident in the way he moves. However, his appearance is deceptively kind. Intelligent, reddish-brown eyes are set in a well-proportioned face rimmed by soft, thick fur. His dense coat seems to groom itself, always looking sleek and touchable. This male is the opposite of touchable. Underneath his pelt, his skin is riddled with scars, both from hunts and from fights. Most of the latter were his victories. The vast majority. His most notable scar is a once-deep gash across his chest and lower throat, given to him by a wolf he loathed -- and killed. Chinook refuses to speak about this wolf, and few know the story. Chinook's coloring is warmer scale. His base is a terracotta of sorts with honey highlights and cream undertones. Patches of deeper brown and black congregate to frame his eyes, cover his forehead, sweep across his back and tail, and form a triangle at the nape of his neck. His undersides are a darker cream in color with hints of orange to it. The larger spots of fur around his temples and above his eyebrows turn into a black M shape, which extends along his neck and to his shoulders before more color enters the scene again. The bridge of his nose is a golden brown, as are the sides of his cheeks, and this melts into an off-white muzzle and cheekbones. Chinook always has a sort of passive look to him. Calm, relaxed, but ready. His languid movements can tense up at any time, his smooth tone can turn to jagged ice, his relaxed figure can stand tall and sturdy and domineering. This brute is death personified, and oh boy does death look hot. Personality: Chinook is not one to take ranking lightly. He bends to those above him and observes those at his own level with constant, ever-watching eyes. He is loyal to his alpha, his beta, and his pack. Those who prove traitorous get no respect from him. He is a quiet kind of scary; a soft whisper will freeze blood, a bark will break bones, a growled word will instill fear. A look could kill. Chinook holds respect in high regard; if a wolf, or dog, does not have his or another's, he looks down on them. He is not a kind creature; his drive is survival, and Mother Nature is not kind. The weak will die off, and he will be more than happy to help them along. Now, he is not an evil animal. He is altruistic towards his packmates, and he does not play around with things he should not be involved in. He follows the rules, crosses all his "t"s, dots his "i"s. Actually, he can be quite a charismatic individual. However, this is only in the case of others in his immediate close circle -- his pack. Chinook is a fighter; he has the scars to prove it, and he does not intend to succumb to another animal any time soon. He is fueled by adrenaline. It keeps him alert, keeps him on target. He is not one to get antsy by the feeling; rather, it has an eerily calming effect on him that seems to only enhance his prowess. Kin: Larkspur is his cousin. Open Affiliations: To Be Determined Crush: A certain beta Mate: None Other: My rabbit was the dang cutest one out there 
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Name: Sylphrena (Syl) Age: 3 Gender: Female Rank: Sacrifice Pack/Group: Pure Ones Credits to windfuchs on DA Syl is a striking white Shepherd cross. She stands at about 30 inches and is on the lighter side of the scale as far as weight is concerned, but she holds her own with ease. Muscle ripples beneath thick, soft fur; black pawpads and a dark nose are the only parts that remain uncovered by it. Her large, feminine eyes are a burning orange or dark amber. In the light, they appear more golden, though the reddish tint is still visible. Her stare is deadly -- almost as deadly as she is. She is an excellent battler despite her more mediochre size, skillfully using her oponents' strengths against them. Her preferred method of warfare is mental, though. If she can win a skirmish psychologically, she much prefers that, as a defeated mind lasts much longer than a wounded body. Personality She's thoughtful, calculating, and observant: a fatal combination when used against other wolves. Syl may be young, but she has learned how to manipulate and take control. She's a dominant wolf, though she doesn't really desire a position as an alpha at this point. Maybe never. Who knows? Her moves are well-played with the future in mind. She makes no decision lightly, and emotion rarely plays a role in them. In fact, emotion rarely plays a role in anything when it comes to Sylphrena. She's the iciest-blooded mammal out there. Her only soft spot? Pups. She wants them. Does she let other canines know that? Absolutely not. Syl, while a harsher dog, is fiercely loyal to those she cares about. Whether her family, friends, or acquaintances whose company she can stand, this female will fight tooth and claw for them. She holds no resignations or hesitation with slaughtering a threat to her "family". Sylphrena becomes more neutral around those she respects and cares for. She has never been one to show affection where any dog, or wolf, can see, but she can manage to be borderline gentle to those she loves. Syl is more of a loner at heart, avoiding large gatherings and preferring to hunt and fight on her own. She is fully capable of taking care of herself; this female has battled opponents larger and faster than she. And lookie here -- she's still alive and very well. She isn't sadistic, really. Just cold and uncaring. She doesn't pay attention to others' actions, thoughts, or affiliations. Sylphrena has no time to babysit lesser beings, and worrying about the opinions or stupidity of others is only a hinderance to her own growth and progression. Kin: Open Affiliations: To Be Determined Crush: Open Mate: None Other: Squeakums 
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Rising Shadows, Sylphrena and Larkspur are accepted. If you could put more in "Personality" for Chinook, he will be accepted. |
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Covidic Coffee said:
Rising Shadows, Sylphrena and Larkspur are accepted. If you could put more in "Personality" for Chinook, he will be accepted.
He was still a WIP; I've finished him for now |
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Oh! I'm sorry! My bad >.<
Rising Shadows said:
Covidic Coffee said:
Rising Shadows, Sylphrena and Larkspur are accepted. If you could put more in "Personality" for Chinook, he will be accepted.
He was still a WIP; I've finished him for now
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Covidic Coffee said:
Oh! I'm sorry! My bad >.<
Rising Shadows said:
Covidic Coffee said:
Rising Shadows, Sylphrena and Larkspur are accepted. If you could put more in "Personality" for Chinook, he will be accepted.
He was still a WIP; I've finished him for now
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Chinook is accepted. If he is still a w.i.p, im sorry *^* |
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Name: Koho Age: 5 Years Gender: Male Rank: Le Boss Pack/Group: Pure Ones 
Credits to Jaded-Night-Stock on DA (credits on image). Second image belongs to windfuchs on DA Koho is a mutt. His coat shows his blood is predominantly Siberian husky, though he also carries samoyed, malamute, and Great Dane lines. His dam was a husky-samoyed cross, and his sire was half GD, a quarter husky, and a quarter malamute. It's very complicated. He stands at 33 inches and boasts a muscular physique covered in thick, medium-length fur. His coat is a salt-and-pepper combination of whites, steels, and blacks. There is a thicker conglomeration of dark colors in the typical husky and malamute markings and along his back, and some pale tan hair lines his eyebrows, chin, and around his pawpads. His inner ears are pink beneath the white tufts protruding from them, and his eyes are a brilliant blue. His shoulders and rump are the most obviously muscled parts of him, and he has a thick scruff protecting a strong neck. His legs are powerful and sturdy, well-proportioned, and covered in shorter fur than the rest of him. His tail curls somewhat (not as much as in the picture) and one ear flops halfway up. Koho has a long, loping gait. His strides are smooth and purposeful, and he carries himself with a dominant air about him -- as is befitting him, being the boss. Koho's gaze has a cool elegance to it, though it reflects the power he holds; he is not to be trifled with. Personality Koho is a leader; there is no doubt about that. His actions, his words, his orders are all well thought out and run through several different scenarios before being released. He is smart. He is ruthless. He is content with his rank, and he will not allow it to be taken from him. No, he will die of old age or live forever. He is loyal to his group, though not any distinguished individual, and will always put their survival and protection at the top of his priority list. Koho does not tolerate disrespect, disobedience, or dishonesty. He is a strict dog, almost militaristic in his mannerisms, but he is not overly harsh -- unless, of course, a loyal member is threatened by a less-than-savory mongrel. Discord among his dogs is quickly resolved; if they cannot do it themselves, he will help them along with a not-so-gentle push. He knows how necessary collaboration is, and he will not allow behavior that jeopardizes it. If a dog wants to start making the rules, they are free to get their butt handed to them. Despite having a fairer side, if one could call it that, Koho did not achieve his rank without grit -- or bloodshed. He is a menacing individual when he wants to be. His height, his bulk, and his colder persona only enhance the mirrage of a bigger animal. He has no problems with killing anything, or anyone. Koho is a more than capable fighter. He is able to block out emotions during conflicts of any kind to maintain a clear mind, and his reactions are quick and fluid. He's not one to attack on a whim. Life in a harsh environment bred a scary individual. Kin: Open Affiliations To Be Determined Crush: Open Mate: None Other: I like cute lagomorphs and I cannot lie~ 
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Yup!
Rising Shadows said:
You're good! I might flush him out later but for now he is completified. Putting a fourth character here -- can I reserve Boss?
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Winter 
Night Weather: 
Brimstone Moon: 
