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Biseuxal

Leaf

10 years

elder- former fighter

Asexual

Leaf is taller than a lot of other wolves at just under three feet at the shoulder. He is fairly muscular. He has surprisingly few scares even though he spent many years as fighter. One long claw mark is on his right shoulder, though it is mostly covered by his thick, pure black fur. He was quite young when he got it, only having been a fighter for a few months. His left ear has nicks and scars along the edge with his right ear having the very tip been bitten off. His paw pads and nose is a dark grey color. His eyes are a bright gold color.

leaf is a fairly quiet wolf. He doesn't go out of his way to talk to somone but he is always open to a chat if somone approaches him. He isn't as energetic or outgoing as he was when he was younger. He used to put everything he had into defending the pack, always patrolling or training, in his youth he was a formidable fighter. Now he likes his rest and likes to take quiet walks in the forest from time to time. Somtimes he likes to try and hunt if he sees something like a rabbit or a squirrel, though he usually fails. He never was very skilled in hunting.

He likes sharing his experience with the younger wolves. Not full on stories, but tips and tricks that could help them. Though in the right mood he might tell a story or two to a interested pup.

Fighting- though he is old would have a decent chance of defeating à younger opponent.

Experience

Other: Havnt written in a bit so I'm a bit out of practice.

Can me Reserve a spot for beta female, and a hunter???? Thxxzxxx

Of course!!!!!

I have an idea for a hunter and either a pup or a fighter, haven't decided yet. Should I keep them in separate posts or, since they're siblings, do I put them in one post?

Up to you <3 If you do put them in one post. . . It might be very long, you can always add a 'Sibling' section to your sign-up sheets and put the names on there :3

That's true. Thank you, I'll post them once I figure out exactly what I want to do with them.

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Name:

Cypress

Age:

4

Rank:

Hunter

Gender:

male

Appearance:

At first glance, others would describe him as "muddy" or "dirty" or "a pile of sticks that somehow took on a wolf's form." However, his personal favorite was "the same color as the richest of earths, the one that gives birth to all of the trees and bushes." His mother was a poet, if you ask him. Always describing things so much more beautifully than what he heard from passing comments made by strangers he would never see again. According to her, the eyes they said were "such a dark color it may as well be a tar pit" were actually "a reflection of the new moon on a cloudless night." She turned everything into a good thing, like his tail that was "a stick. A thin, long, really flexible stick" was actually "one of those plants that grow alongside the lake that eventually puff up and become fluffy."

If you asked him to describe himself, well, he's not very social, so he'd just say "I'm brown?" while looking at you strangely, wondering why you were asking. Then he may continue, if promoted. "Well, my paws are actually white under this mud, but I wanted to snack on some grubs..." and he'd trail off, awkwardly, and then make an excuse to leave the conversation.

There are some things that would only be noticed upon close inspection, like how the fur on his back is slightly darker than the rest of him. How it reaches from his nose to the tip of his tail and fades down his sides. And only some would get to see his white paws when they're clean, fading up his legs until they reach his elbows. Only a few pay attention close enough to him to see the notch in his ear from when his little sister, Gardenia, accidentally bit too hard and took a piece out of it. Or the missing toe from his back leg from an accident he can't recall from when he was a pup. But he knows his mother would've noticed it all, and said something beautiful about each small thing.

Personality:

Growing up, he was traveling with his mother, so he didn't receive much socialization with peers, which caused him to be very awkward as an adult. His mother often told stories, usually those trying to teach caution, which he listened to and took to heart. Every time she told him a story warning not to freely trust, he tried to listen. However, he was born to see the good in others, so even though he remembers each story warning against it, he can't help but give others a chance. He won't make it obvious though, the only way to recognize it is by him not running away. To him, choosing to stay is the most dangerous thing to do. Even though he chooses to stay with Emberwood, he doesn't make any attempt at getting close to his packmates. He only stays because his mother trusted them to help him and his newborn sister while she was on her deathbed. Letting someone close is only something an idiot will do. He never denied being an idiot. He can't help it, if someone decides they want to matter to him, he is almost guaranteed to let it happen. Before his little sister Gardenia was born, it wasn't a problem, no one found him interesting enough to try. Now though, he has Gardenia, and she is determined to be social, which means she is going to drag him into it.

Strengths:

Quiet

Agile

Powerful sense of smell

Weaknesses:

Relationships

Communication
Swimming

Other:

Gardenia's older brother