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Name
Akeena Age
3 years Gender
Female Role
Warrior Desired Role
Well, it wouldn't be the worst if she were to end up alpha, would it? Appearance
One of the first things that one may notice while looking at Akeena is her frame. She stands at an impressive height, nearly 33 inches tall at her shoulder. She may be mistaken for a male from a distance due to her taller size. Most of it is due to her proportions. The female has long legs, accounting for most of her height. Her frame is quite lithe and narrow, making her a quick and agile creature.
Dressed in natural tones of brown, cream, and black, she blends in best during the fall seasons. Her legs and underbelly are covered in the lightest cream tone, which also appears near her muzzle and mouth. Hints of orange highlight her heels, back, sides, and ears. Smokey grey and black shading dapple her back and neck, as well as frame her eyes and run down her plumey tail.
A couple other things about Akeena would be her black whiskers and her light hazel eyes, which match her pelt's palette. 
Stock by EternalOcean @ DA
Personality
Chaotic good.
Akeena isn't exactly seen as sweet or innocent. The female is not afraid to step on a couple paws and rock the boat. In fact, it may just be one of her few talents. A bit of a troublemaker, Akeena is a bit wild. The warrior likes chaos a bit too much for her own good, sometimes. So much so, that before she knows it, she can be swept up into a much larger problem. Stubborn but determined, Akeena can be a handful. When she puts her mind to something, it can be very hard to change it. And she hates admitting that she is wrong. It hurts her pride and her ego, both of which are a bit too large. But snapping back at her won't do much. She has tough skin. Akeena finds it easy for insults and jabs to roll off her shoulders. It takes a lot to put her down, and she won't let it show till its too much to bear. Till she snaps. Akeena has a thirst and desire to experience life. She wants everything. Whatever the world has to offer, she will take. Fear and the unknown don't scare her. She is not the type to say 'no' to new opportunities. A true believer of the saying "You can't knock it till you try it", she will do anything once. Her bravery is either admirable or plain stupid. She will let that be up to everyone's own opinion. Witty and strategic, she is not one to underestimate. With a plan in mind, she can be a force to be reckoned with. But with her witts and smarts? She can be your worst enemy. Or your best friend. It is up to you. Affiliations
Need some, open for discussion though Intend to Enter Tournament?
And risk her life and dignity? No. She much rather play other games.. Loyalty
Mostly herself. But whoever offers the best deal, usually. Crush/Mate/Pups:
Nope. Maybe eventually. Other:
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Image credits go to Castle graphics on da ¦≈° Yrsa °≈¦ Age: 5 1/2 Gender: female Role: Curer Desired role: content Appearance: 
Those yellow eyes most certainly pierce into your soul. Ahem. Yrsa's coat color ranges in a variety of colors. Starting from a brownish reddish color that's prominent on her legs, ears, head, around her eyes, and along the top of her muzzle. White fur dominates most of her coat and can be seen across her back, sides, underbelly, the inner parts of her legs, her brows, and the under portion of her face. Black flows across her back in a vein-like fashion. It also is sparsely visible upon her head as well as one stripe on both her front legs. Her tail, starting from the tip to the top, goes from black to a reddish tint, and the rest is a dark grey color. Yrsa's fur looks to be shaggy and rough, but it is surprisingly soft. She does her best to keep her coat tidy and smoothed down. But for some reason it always fluffs up, looking unkempt. Yrsa stands at 28 inches at the shoulder. Yrsa is just a little above the average height. Despite her rather skinny appearance, Yrsa packs a punch. Under all that fur hides a well-muscled physique. You won't realize her strength unless you've gotten into a fight with her. Her endurance is on a greater scale than speed. She would do better in a fighting competition, than in a race that's for sure. Coming in around 95 pounds her weight also plays a part in her speed. Though she's not the fastest she still can be a pretty good sprinter. 
Personality: Cold and pretty much a jerk at times, don't get in her way otherwise you'll open up a door to hell. Harming another wouldn't be her intention though, but if you anger her enough it may come down to that. Just don't get on her bad side. Yrsa doesn't let anything bring her down, even if it's just words, or emotions. There is a maze in-between you and her so don't be a try-hard because you won't find your way out easy. It seems that there's no stopping her. Being hard-headed, she doesn't like being told differently about what she thinks and does. You might even start an argument without even knowing until it's too late. Luckily though she avoids large conversations. Gossiping is one thing she hates, but if something strikes her interest she'll listen, and maybe on some occasions, she'll pipe in. One thing for sure is that Yrsa sometimes can come off as mysterious and aloof. But maybe that's what she wants everyone to believe that nothing is interesting about her. If you confront her the only thing you're gonna get is a death glare straight into your soul. Any personal problems she has, they're mostly kept hidden away or dealt with herself. As cold as she may seem, not every once of her is standoffish. Deep down she holds compassion for others. Though it's hard to tell if there's empathy, kindness, or if she is speaking with true meaning. you might think she's only saving or helping you so she could send more remarks your way. She do be spitting out tons of cold words. Yrsa would never go behind no one's back. If a problem arouses she will come face to face and tell anyone straight up without hesitation. Just be warned your anger means nothing to her, and if you wish to start a fight so be it. If by any chance Yrsa sees you as a friend, or even shows loyalty towards you, then consider yourself extremely lucky. Just try not to break that trust because it'll be even harder to gain it back. Yrsa love's, and I mean lovesssss time spent alone. That's when she feels more at peace, and relaxed. A quiet place with no others around. That's her paradise. If there's by any chance a disturbance to her moment of solitude, well I think you already know what's going to happen. The only ones who will get away with disturbing her are only those who have her respect. That is to say of course they still will get a scolding from her, just in a casual manner. 
Crush/Mate/pups none Affiliations: Voracious Sky open pm me Intend to enter the tournament: Nope Loyalty to whom: Her herbs Other: 
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Can I know the status on my application? |
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Did I Get Ambassador Or Not? |
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@WolfOfTheStars, Elders is not going to be open till later in the RP, most likely. So you won't be able to have your character be 14 years old and change her role into an elder for quite some time. It is also unlikely a 14 year old wolf would be a warrior still. @Bloodmoon's Pack, Veracious is Accepted. @Free-Claw12, Miska is accepted. |
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Name: Chinook
Age: 5 Years
Gender: Male Role: Warrior Desired Role: Perhaps Beta, one day. Maybe Ambassador.  Credits to Wincey (1st) and Tiefenschaerfe (2nd) on DA. Same user, same gangster.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 will bend to those above him and observes those at his own level with constant, ever-watching eyes. He picks his loyalties carefully, and, while they will rarely shift, he will move towards the party he deems to have everyone's best interests in mind. He will not follow a corrupt animal; he'd much rather leave wolf society altogether than that. Traitorous and self-centered creatures have 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 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. Affiliations Open, PM me Intends to Enter Tournament? No Loyalty to Whom? Right now, he is indifferent. His first priority is the pack as a whole. Crush: May Develop Mate: None Pups: None Other: None 
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