is that better?

no, gamma is a major role, You only put two sentences for appearence when a minimum of 5 is required, backstory is too short, unclear and also a little unrealistic, rp example is FAR too short as well as being a description, not roleplay example.

Name:

Vestia

Age:

5

Gender:

Female

Sexuality:

Bisexual Panromantic Aceflux

Role:

Alpha

Desired Role:

Satisfied

Pack:

Süd

Appearance:

Personality:

This female is very confident in herself. You can see it in the way she walks and behaves. Never will you see her with her head lowered or posture out of order. She walks with a certain air of dignity surrounding her - she is not arrogant, nor does she think she is superior than others. She is just confident in her abilities when they are needed to be at the disposal of others. Her words are always composed and elegant - you won't hear her with a cacophonous tone in her voice. No, she'd rather elegantly and venomously set you aright. Just as her words can be mild and rather impassive with others - they can also be sharp and cutting with others. Oh yes, she can have quite the sass and sarcastic remarks for you - she can be rather brutally honest and straightforward with you. After all everyone needs a companion that'll tell it to you straight - and one who has the ability to read the room meticulously and give their insight. It shows her intelligence and creativity with her words - after all not everyone has the gift of sarcasm . Her sarcasm intermixed with her wits makes her a dame you do not want to argue with - because she will successfully have the last word in the matter.

This female has a rather uncaring nature about most things - expect when it relates to those close to her or those within her herd or group. If a stranger wolf came up to her trying to flirt with her - she'd just give him a glare to promptly tell him to fuck off. And if he doesn't take the warning then she'll gladly raise some hell from them. No she isn't easily impressed by males and their flowery words - no, they have to prove it. You say you love her? Prove it. You say you're smart - prove it to her. She doesn't take everyone's word for something - you have to prove it. If you can prove to her that you are what you say then she may have some mild respect for you. It takes a lot to truly impress her or get her full respect. In regards to this nature - she can be quite assertive when need be. Her leaders - if they are honorable ones, have her full respect and loyalty. She will not let anyone talk bad about them, and if she does then she will have something to say about it. Whether she has a position or not - she expects to be respected naturally, because you do to others as you want them to do to you. Yes, she has little tolerance for disrespect towards her or those she's close to. And she'll be damned if someone tested her patience or gangster - there will be hell to pay.

Aside from her more undesirable qualities this femme has ones that are quite admirable. She is extremely hardworking - never put it past her to be up overnight doing things required for her. She may go as far to deprive herself of sleep to make sure the herd is safe - while she may act like she doesn't care, she does. In her subtle actions of observing others and noting their needs and passing it on to the higher ups. This dame is also trustworthy - she'd die before she betray those close to her or her herd. She is also one to keep secrets and matters of privacy under wraps. You could tell her a secret and she'd take it to her grave. She's a true friend, even if she doesn't look like it - if you catch her on a pleasant day she may even let you confide if her. She's one to listen and sometimes she can be rather empathetic but these are rare times. Another admirable trait about her is that she can keep a calm and composed nature - one that could be looking at the face of death but remain eerily calm. Yes, she is one to keep a brave face for those scared and frightened - and while she may be rather undesirable in her word choice for pep talks - she tries to encourage them to keep going forward. Her mind is always working as well - she's quick witted and sharp, little gets last her and she's very highly adaptable to situations and matters. She knows when to tone her doom and gloom nature down and when to become serious and take charge. Yes, she can indeed prove to be an asset to her home.

It is rather hard to earn your way into this femme's heart. She has a select few that she absolutely knows she can rely and care for. These are her friends and family, both biological and ones she's taken under her wings. These are the ones who see a more relaxed side to her aside from her more rigid nature. She's more comfortable around them - they are the ones who get a soft smile from her or even a rare laugh. You may even note a certain softness with her tone around them - she's still blunt but not at coarse or harsh like she may be with others. These are also the ones she would trust her life with and the care of her children with. She would absolutely do anything for them, yes - even kill for them. The children belonging to them are her nieces and nephews - even if they don't know it or accept it, they better be prepared for it. Yes, those being blood related to her also hold a special place in her heart - even if they're half siblings. However blood does not determine your family - it's who you chose and she strongly believes this. She is quick to cut off even blood relatives if she doesn't find them pleasant or worthy of being associated with her. Only those truly worthy will become her friends and in some cases family.

Backstory:

Relations:

Open

Infected?:

No

RP Example:

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Other:

Name: Eira

Age: 4

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Role: Guard

Desired Role: Gamma Guard perhaps? (Mother?)

Pack: Norden

Appearance: Eira is an unusually large she-wolf. This, as well as her narrow, silvery green eyes and perpetual scowl, cause her to have a quite intimidating presence.

She has thick, snow white fur that is only interrupted by soft grey socks that adorn all but her front right leg. A multitude of scars across Eira’s body ranging from small almost invisible scratches to gashes of considerable size betray her history as a warrior. Her most distinguishing feature would be the ragged tuft that is her left ear.

Personality: Eira is, at her core, a nurturing soul. She has a great deal of empathy and compassion for those she claims as family. She is also fierce loyal and willing to go to great lengths to protect them, to a point that it may become overbearing.

Everything she feels, she feels with a great intensity. Her emotions often guide her actions, whether they are rational or not matters little. She can be short-tempered and is easily provoked. However, for the most part, she is very polite.

Eira enjoys cold, quiet mornings when most everyone is still fast asleep in the warmth of their dens. The innocence and honesty of pups, the peaceful chatter of their mothers, and the gentle energy that surrounds them both have always been a great comfort to her.

She finds loud, chaotic gatherings distasteful. Petty and passively aggressive wolves grate on her nerves. False flattery and empty words irritate her to no end. She’d rather overheat than freeze to death but she likes the cold. Recent events have brought forth a change in Eira's mentality. She will do anything within her power to stay alive.

Backstory: Eira was one of seven pups in her litter. She grew up surrounded by loud, domineering personalities. Her mother’s quiet care and compassion, so different from the rest of her family’s tumultuous nature, inspired her greatly.

When she was nearing the age of two a particularly harsh winter took that took many lives left her as one of the three siblings from her immediate family that survived. Eira and her two sisters became closer than ever. She found peace in their little group.

Eira was rarely hungry in the morning. They’d offered her a bite, she’d politely rejected them. The illness consumed her sisters until there was nothing left. She’d watched her mother starve to death. She’d witnessed her father submit to his overwhelming grief and waste away. She’d helped bury the frozen, emaciated corpses of the litter mates that hadn’t survived that terrible winter. No amount of pain and suffering she’d felt then compared to the agonizing despair that overtook her as the last of her family succumbed to that awful sickness.

Relations: None living.

Infected?: Not yet.

Rp example: There was no warmth. As Eira wriggled and shifted about in the makeshift den she’d shared with her sisters, she shivered. Never before had the cold affected her in such a way. A passing thought of infection was quickly brushed aside. She crawled out from beneath the overhang that sheltered her and stood still. The toothbrush is blue. A moment passed, she shivered again. Looking towards the moon high overhead she gave a soft huff.

“Nobody… not a single soul.” Eira spoke quietly, others were still asleep after all. The chill air almost hurt to breathe. Perhaps movement would provide the heat she so desperately needed. Slowly as she left her packmates behind, then steadily faster as the distance grew. Eira ran, paws pounding the rocky ground below. She ran, and ran, and yet the burn of muscle did little to quell the overwhelming cold that plagued her.

“Oh, I see.” The white she-wolf whispered as she slid to a stop. She shivered again. This time she knew, the weather had very little to do with it.

Other: If I’m missing anything, please tell me and I’ll try my best to fix it.

accepted! very good, i like it :]

okay is this better?

it's all good except the backstory in my eyes, it still seems unrealistic that a wolf would be kicked out due to being half-blind in one eye. i dont think wolf ableism is that extreme. if you would like him to still come from a dispersal background, he could have just left on his own at age 2, since wolves do this in the wild. i'm also confused as to how being born in the late days of april caused him to have the defected eye, as well as being born in the late days of april causing him to be kicked out?

Name: Sierra

Gender: Female

Age: 7

Sexuality: Polysexual

Role: Hunter

Desired Role: Beta

Pack: Sud

Appearance: Sierra is a red wolf with a pure white muzzle, chest, and tail tip. Her front left paw has a ring of white around her wrist. She has a white tail tip with a ring in the middle of her tail. She has a scar going from her left ear to her shoulder from a bear. Her left ear was also bit in half by a fox she attacked. She has a lean, muscular and thin sides and she has.

Sierra has beautiful glossy fur and she has amber eyes with yellow swirls in them. She has sharp white teeth and a death glare when she's mad [Normally always mad]. She has a long tail that is fluffy too. She also has dark red eyebrows and white inside ear fur. She is smaller than usual making her a perfect hunter. She had a defect that made her smaller.

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Personality: Sierra is a sassy, unpredictable, and beautiful she wolf. She hates her defect and wants to make it dissappear and she magically grows because of others making fun of her. She had a harsh backstory which made her slightly a snot-head. She has a hatred for everyone when she's mad.

Sierra is actually quite kind when she's not triggered [Which is normally always triggered] and is thoughtful for her friends. She acts like she's a leader sometimes but normally makes others ignore her when she yells because she's much smaller than them. She has a desire for beta Rank and will challenge to get that spot.

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Backstory: When Sierra was a pup only seven months old her older brother challenged her dad for leadership and wouldn't surrender and be an omega, and got killed and later his dad regretted it and went for a walk by himself at night but got attacked by a bear and chased away and later he couldn't find his pack.

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When she was one and a half years old she started getting trained how to hunt by her mother and she got attacked by a bear and got her scar and they all ran. They practiced daily and Sierra started to get really good at hunting due to her small body.

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When she was three her mother got killed by a river from getting stuck in it and freezing to death in the mountains and she left to go live her own life and swore revenge on her dad cause she didn't know he regretted killing her brother. Later she found the pack at the age of four a made an oath to stay loyal forever.

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Family: only her dad is alive. His name is Sojourner and he's an all cream wolf with blue eyes.

Infected: Not yet but may become.

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Sierra pushed herself through the cold, white snow and threw it in front of her every time she lifted up her paws. It was very deep and was almost as high to her shoulders. She shivered at the cold snowflakes hitting her nose and she thought. No one's around here, not even a rat. Her belly growled with hunger. If only there was atleast a little bit of food. I'm starving. She was starting to get a litt.e skinny due to her lack of food. These damn mountains only have mini hares and few goats. Those are normally to fast for me to catch anyway. Right after she thought that she spotted a little rabbit bouncing through the snow. She just ran at it thanking the snow for slowing it down and slapped her paw on its back and bit it's neck and listened to the snap. She picked up the rabbit and headed back to her den.

Sierra crunched on the rabbit in her den hungrily but didn't care about it's pitifully small size, she was glad for the food. She finished her rabbit and noticed her dirty nest. I'll just have to make a new one. Lovely. She thought and squeezed out her den to search for moss. Luckily there's a ton of moss nearby.

Other: Pencil

oh because when wolves give birth in real life to pups in late april it causes them to have defects and yeah lol we could do that to his back story lol!!