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Name: Sylas Age: 6 years old Gender: Male Pack: Alpine Wanderers Thoughts On The Borealis Pack: Sylas has conflicting feelings towards this pack. He is interested in seeing how their new pack dynamic works out though. Sylas holds any negative opinions and hope they will be civilized. Pack Reputation: Sylas is known for his stoic behavior, but he is also known for being a formidable protector of the pack. His intelligence, strategic thinking, and ability to remain calm under pressure makes him a respected decision-maker. The pack members trust his judgment in matters such as hunting, territory disputes, and potential threats. Rank: Second-in-Command Desired Rank: Content Appearance: [credit to Khalliysgraphy on deviantart] Sylas is truly a colossal presence among wolves, standing at an astonishing 38 inches at the shoulder. His sheer size is a spectacle in the wild, often making those who encounter him gasp in awe and in horror. His burly and muscular build is even more pronounced, and he appears like a living embodiment of strength and dominance. His chest and shoulders are exceptionally broad, the power in his frame is evident as his muscles ripple beneath his thick, charcoal-gray fur. Sylas' legs are powerfully built, with thickly muscled thighs and calves, providing him with unmatched agility and speed despite his immense size. His paws are enormous, padded with strong, calloused soles with the long, sharp claws on the ends. Sylas' most captivating and mesmerizing feature is undoubtedly his glowing orange eyes. Sylas' eyes are not just orange; they seem to emit a soft, otherworldly glow, like the flickering flames of a campfire. Although primarily charcoal-gray, Sylas' coat may exhibit subtle variations in shade. Hints of silver and darker streaks may run through his fur, creating a mesmerizing interplay of color and texture. His fur is dense and plush, providing insulation against the elements and keeping him warm during the harsh winter months. Personality: Sylas’s aura is shrouded in mystery, drawing beings towards him like moths to a flame. His motives and intentions are often veiled, leaving others to wonder about the depths of his wisdom and power. Sylas is keenly observant of the thoughts, desires, and fears of those he influences. He is a creature of contemplation and introspection. He spends much of his time pondering the complexities of the universe and the interconnectedness of all living beings. Sylas rarely divulges personal information, leaving others wondering about his past, motivations, and true nature. Sylas tends to stay in the shadows, observing the world around him with keen, watchful eyes. His ability to sense vulnerabilities in people and circumstances makes him a master at identifying advantageous opportunities. Sylas’s sharp wit and cunning are not just for show; they are tools of manipulation. He is skilled at steering conversations, orchestrating events, and playing on the emotions and weaknesses of others to achieve his own ends. His ability to manipulate situations to his advantage is so subtle, most go unrecognized. Sylas understands the potency of fear as a weapon. He employs psychological tactics to keep others on edge, using the threat of his potential actions to bend situations to his advantage. This mastery over fear gives him an upper hand in any conflict. Sylas views life as an eternal game of chess, where every move has consequences and potential casualties. Sylas is naturally distrustful of others. He approaches new relationships and interactions with caution, always wondering about hidden motives and ulterior intentions. This wariness stems from his belief that people often act out of self-interest rather than genuine kindness. Sylas is an astute observer who critically analyzes situations, statements, and behaviors. He tends to see beyond surface appearances and questions the authenticity of what he witnesses. His skepticism compels him to dig deeper for hidden meanings or inconsistencies. Sylas’s cynicism often manifests in his communication style. He employs sarcasm and sharp wit to express his doubts and criticisms, using humor as a defense mechanism against the potential vulnerability of showing his true emotions. Sylas tends to anticipate unfavorable outcomes in most situations. His mindset is grounded in pessimism, leading him to expect disappointment, betrayal, or failure, even when evidence suggests otherwise. This negative anticipation shields him from potential hurt, as he believes that preparing for the worst is a more practical approach. Sylas chooses his social interactions carefully, preferring quality over quantity. He believes that most interactions lack genuine substance and sincerity, so he invests his time and energy only in relationships that prove their worth through consistency and authenticity. Unfortunately for this hermit, Sylas’s commanding presence naturally positions him as a leader, hence him being placed as a Second-in-Command. Even in situations where he might not be the designated authority figure, his assertiveness and confidence inspire others to look to him for guidance and direction. In the midst of chaos, Sylas establishes discipline and order within his group. He stepped up when he was needed to. He sets high standards for himself and demonstrates the work ethic and dedication he expects from his team. Sylas’s leadership shines when it comes to decision-making. He's unafraid to make tough calls, taking into account various perspectives and information. He is able to look objectively from all sides, helping his Alpha make the correct calls. Sylas’s actions are not impulsive; they are carefully calculated moves designed to achieve his objectives. He weighs risks and rewards with meticulous precision, often executing his plans with a cold determination that leaves little room for error. As the group journeys into the unknown, Sylas has been extending them his knowledge in the art of survival, respecting nature, teaching to take only what needs to be taken. Sylas’s harsh nature and complex personality often lead to isolation. He's aware that his actions and demeanor set him apart, making it difficult for others to truly understand him. This loneliness is both a result of his persona and a contributing factor to it. Thankfully, he has Naeva and his children. Though Sylas is typically a quiet and composed presence in the pack, anyone who dared to threaten his children would witness a transformation, resulting in a swift and unapologetic response from him.While he's generally distrustful, Sylas is capable of forming bonds built on cautious trust. He carefully selects individuals whom he believes can serve his purposes or align with his goals, and he may let down his guard with them to a limited extent. Despite his imposing exterior, Sylas has vulnerabilities he guards fiercely. He keeps his true weaknesses hidden, as revealing them would be akin to offering his adversaries a weapon against him. Beneath the cold layers lies a flicker of benevolence. Though rare, Sylas might show unexpected kindness, especially to those he deems worthy. He is deeply loyal to his pack, even if he isn’t completely vulnerable to them. In short, he would kill and die for them. Relationship Status: Complicated Mate/Significant Other: Spellbound's Borealis Girl (secret relationship) Familial Affiliations/Kinship: Naeva - "sister" Offspring: Nixon - Son - 5 months old Asphodelia - Daughter - 5 months old Affiliations: Nixon - Sylas adores his little shadow. He treasures every moment spent with his children and makes a conscious effort to be there for them as much as possible. He enjoys teaching Nixon life lessons, like how to hunt, fight, and having patience. Sylas is dedicated to shaping Nixon in becoming the best wolf he can be. Sylas sees immese potential in Nixon, they just need to work on his attention-span (lol). Asphodelia - His sweet princess. Like Nixon, he enjoys teaching Asphodelia everything she can and should know. Sylas takes pride in nurturing his daughter's growth, knowing that she, like Nixon, are destined to become a guardian of their pack. Asphodelia is a willing student, eager to absorb her father's teachings. He knows Asphodelia wants to become Leader, and he leaves those teachings to Naeva. Naeva - To Sylas, Naeva is not just a close individual but a cherished sister in every sense of the word. You would never know the two don't share blood, for their bond was as strong as any family connection could be. He is incredbily thankful to have her in his life, and his children's lives. Sylas holds Naeva in the highest regard, relying on her as a confidante, a friend, and a pillar of support in their pack. Sylas would go to great lengths to protect and care for his family. Other: [credit to Khalliysgraphy on deviantart] |
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Name: Aylish (ay-lish) Age: 1 year old Gender: Female Pack: Borealis Pack Thoughts On The New Lord? Are You Loyal?: While Aylish respects the New Lord, she approaches the change with a touch of caution. She knows that leadership is earned through experience and wisdom, and she hopes that the young alpha will prove himself capable of guiding the pack effectively. Pack Reputation: Aylish's reputation as a yearling foreshadows a promising future within the pack. Her combination of curiosity, confidence, adaptability, and supportive nature is a sight to behold. The pack anticipates her continued growth and contributions with excitement and confidence. Rank: Yearling Desired Rank: Warrior Appearance: 
[credit to Wincey on deviantart] Aylish is simply a stunning she-wolf. Her prescene alone is commanding and radiating. Since Aylish is still young, she’s smaller in stature than the fully grown adults in her pack.she stands at just 26 inches at the shoulder, and is still growing. Despite her relatively small stature, she carries herself with an innate grace and athleticism. Her lithe frame is built for agility, and she moves with a lightness of step that belies her developing strength. Her coat is a stunning testament to the colors of the earth, creating a captivating mosaic. Starting with the rich medium-brown as the dominant shade, the earthy tones seamlessly transition into each other, creating a harmonious blend. These earthy hues are interspersed with a spectrum of complementary tones—subtle hints of tawny browns, dark chocolates, and warm ochres. As her fur moves from her back toward her lower half, the colors gradually lighten, eventually giving way to a tan-creamy tint. Aylish's coat is not only a marvel of color but also of texture. Her fur is dense, soft, and velvety to the touch. She takes great care of her pelt, giving it a shiny look. Her deep brown eyes are an enchanting shade of deep brown, resembling the rich, fertile soil of the forest floor. They possess an almost hypnotic quality, drawing observers into her earthy depths. Sometimes, in the sunlight, her eyes reflect a radiant orange hue, like they're drawing in the sun's essence. Her eyes are framed by a ring of dark fur that makes her eyes appear darker. Aylish's paws are relatively small, in keeping with her youthful size, but they are perfectly adapted for the demands of her wild lifestyle. Her paws are padded with thick, calloused soles. At the end of each paw, her claws extend gracefully, tapering to fine points. Personality: Aylish carries herself with a self-assured and poised demeanor that belies her age. Her confidence is overpowering at times, almost intimidating. She exudes confidence in her every movement, whether it's during playful romps, exploratory adventures, or encounters with other wildlife. Her confident posture is a testament to her readiness to tackle the challenges of the wild. Her confidence is not just a personal attribute; it hints at her leadership potential. She isn’t afraid to take calculated-risks. While she is young, she isn’t rash. Aylish's confidence acts as a shield against adversity. She faces challenges head-on, unyielding in her determination to overcome obstacles. Her infectious optimism and positive energy are like a beacon, drawing others toward her. Aylish seems to have boundless energy, rarely slowing down. Aylish has an unwavering belief in her own judgment and instincts. She confidently follows her intuition, knowing that she can rely on it in any situation. She is assertive in establishing and maintaining her personal boundaries Aylish's natural curiosity leads her to investigate the world around her with enthusiasm. She's often the first to explore new scents, investigate unfamiliar objects, or inspect intriguing sounds. Her insatiable desire to learn and discover fuels her growth and understanding of her wilderness home. Aylish's curiosity is most evident during playful moments. She often initiates games and activities that challenge her problem-solving skills and stimulate her creativity. Her playfulness extends to interactions with her pack members. Aylish's keen observation skills allow her to notice subtle changes in the environment and the behaviors of her pack. This attentiveness helps her stay attuned to potential threats or opportunities. She eagerly learns from her parents, older siblings, and pack members, absorbing their wisdom and skills. Her eagerness to acquire knowledge extends to hunting techniques, communication, and the intricacies of pack dynamics. Aylish has an innate sensitivity to the moods and emotions of her pack. She can discern subtle shifts in body language, vocalizations, and even scent signals, allowing her to gauge the emotional well-being of her pack. When a pack member is distressed or in need, Aylish is quick to notice and respond. When another wolf is experiencing emotional distress, Aylish doesn't hesitate to offer comfort. She might nuzzle, groom, or simply sit quietly beside the distressed individual, providing a calming presence. Her empathetic gestures help alleviate tension and reinforce the pack's sense of unity. Aylish's empathy extends to her protective instincts. She feels a deep responsibility to ensure the well-being of the pack's vulnerable members, including pups and injured wolves. Her nurturing and protective nature are evident in her actions as she watches over and cares for those in need. On the flip side, Aylish has a short fuse and can become easily provoked. Her temper flares up in response to perceived disrespect or when her boundaries are crossed. When angered, she doesn't hold back. Aylish’s outbursts can be intense, characterized by passionate and sometimes explosive reactions. She doesn't mince words when upset. Aylish can be brutally honest and verbally cutting when she's angry, often leaving others stunned by her sharp tongue. Her explosive temper can strain relationships, as it's not uncommon for disagreements to escalate into intense arguments or even temporary rifts. Her anger is all consuming, Aylish can experience a blinding rage that clouds her judgment and fuels her destructive tendencies. She holds grudges for extended periods, nursing her anger over time until the opportunity for retribution arises. Her ability to maintain anger over long stretches can be unsettling. While her temper can be intense, it often dissipates quickly. Aylish may cool down just as fast as she heats up, leaving those around her bewildered by the rapid shift in her emotions. Relationship Status: Single Mate/Significant Other: Open Familial Affiliations/Kinship: Open Offspring: Open Affiliations: Other: [credit to Wincey on deviantart] |
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Yall stealing my favorite stock >_>
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{ A G N A R } Credits for all images go to skyfever on DA. Age: 4 Years Gender: Male Pack: Alpine Wanderers Rank: Subordinate Rank Wanted: Content, for now Thoughts on the Borealis Pack As long as his pack is left alone, he is impartial to their existence. His focus is on building up his own pack, and that focus will only shift to the Borealis Pack if they do something... regretful. Pack Reputation He is the levelheaded, aloof one. Agnar doesn't put himself out there; he's content doing his duties and listening to those above him. However, he has been known to maim or kill wolves who have threatened the pack, and it is clear that he will take care of a threat no matter where it comes from - even from inside the pack itself. Appearance This male is, frankly, massive. Standing at 34 inches and weighing in at nearly 170 pounds, he certainly has all the qualifications for brute force. His body is well-muscled and set in such a way as to provide him with impeccable strength and endurance. His speed and agility are hindered by his size, but he is not in a deep deficit of such things. His thick coat has a deep black base coloration. Slate and silver hairs create a rippling appearance and lighten him in some places. His neck, shoulders, and hind ventral are most decorated with this color mixture. His elbows and along the inside of his shoulder blades are also significantly lighter. A few light gray patches reside on his flanks, elbows, tail, and back legs. His face is a shiny black; how light it appears depends on the sun's strength. His coat, overall, has an almost liquid-like appearance to it. Agnar's eyes are a pale yellow. They almost appear gray, though the slight hint of gold offsets that notion. His stare is intense, unwavering, and cold. While he does not make an effort to really hide his emotions, his relaxed face often appears as though he is much more mysterious than he is intending to be. Combined with his foreboding coloration and large stature, this male is quite intimidating to those who don't know him -- and even some who do. His walk is a powerful, languid stride. There is no uncertainty to this male; he has a steady, eerily calm way about him. His low tone is composed and collected, even in the most heated of situations. Personality Agnar has a cold stoicism to him. As his appearance suggests, he is a very capable individual, and not just in physical strength. His mental prowess is just as great; this wolf is extremely intelligent and strategy-driven. He is a warrior through and through; his plans are always centered around the goal of maintaining the pack's wellbeing and success. The means by which that occurs is completely in the air. He can play fair, or he can fight dirty. Agnar is loyal to his pack as a whole. Certain wolves hold more respect or admiration than others, but he would never cause harm to any of them from a place of malice. Unless, of course, they were traitors or otherwise unworthy of any wolf's respect. Agnar has no problems with bloodshed. He's killed before and he will kill again, and perhaps one day he himself will be killed. It is simply the way of life. Even during times of peace and overall relaxation, this male is calculating. He is not always thinking up plans for battle or hunts; occasionally, he thinks of more normal things as well, such as trying to figure out another wolf's mind or predicting the weather. He can be a fairly easygoing creature, though he is never one to be stepped upon. Agnar will not hide his dislike for a wolf, no matter their rank, especially if they treat all those below them as wretches. He is patient in some ways and short in others. When dealing with pups, executing strategies, and hunting or fighting, he has all the time in the world to watch, respond, and perform perfectly. However, when it comes to adolescent wolves, whining, blatantly snide comments, or picking fights, this male becomes the "you started it and I will finish it" figure. And he will act on his words, usually to the hurt ego of the other parties. He does not share his feelings or thoughts outside of working. Even those who consider themselves to be closest to him have but a small glimpse into his emotions, his desires. He has a strong set of morals and does not deviate from them; Agnar can be described as quite chivalrous, though he is no respecter of rank alone. Lineage means nothing to him, and anyone who banks on their heritage for sway in anything disgusts him. Agnar does not tolerate obnoxiousness, whining, laziness, lying, or anything else of the sort. He is a rule follower. He can be fairly snarky when annoyed or agitated. Agnar is mature, though, and he almost always acts as such. He will become playful around pups and perhaps share a joke or two with other males his age, but he is mostly just a wisened wolf with leadership capabilities. Affiliations and Kin Open Crush: None Mate: None Pups: None Other Six butters flew. I saw them. |
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{ F R E Y D I S } 
Credits for images go to landkeks-stock on DA. Age: 4 Gender: Female Pack: Borealis Rank: Subordinate Desired Rank: Higher Thoughts on the New Lord So far, he's proved to be a good pick. She is actually quite satisfied, though she has never been one to show much outward affection, so she doesn't broadcast it to the world. Freydis is interested to see how he grows, and thus she will stand by him until he proves tyrannical or otherwise unfit for leadership. Pack Reputation She's known to be callous in battle, reserved on hunts, and deathly chilly during confrontations. She works hard at everything she does, but she is not so eager to please as to become a suck up. Freydis works with the pack in mind, and she's good at letting grudges go for the sake of the whole. Some may tread lightly around her due to the difficulty of determining her ambitions. Appearance Freydis is a lovely wolf. She stands at a solid 31 inches and weighs in at a healthy number for her height, albeit on the slightly lighter side. Everything about her is long and relatively slender. Her build is muscular and lithe all at once, giving her boosted agility while still maintaining a considerably formidable strength. She is certainly not the strongest when it comes to brute force, but she has impressive stamina and is surefooted and nimble. Freydis is lighter in her coloration. Her coat is made up of an array of honeys, tawny browns, and ambers, with the occasional dark streak or extra light section making a more jarring appearance. Her fur is on the shorter side but is thick and soft, providing her with ample warmth and basic protection against claws and teeth. She doesn't leave gobs of fur lying around, so that's a plus. Six butterflies. Her scruff is thick and the fur is longer here and around her ears, giving her a semblance of a short mane. This fur dwindles back down once it reaches her shoulders and just past her shoulder blades. Freydis's shoulders and along the sides of her back are the darkest areas by far, reaching a near black color. They contrast with an immediate transition to a paler creamy tan, which gives in to grays and more honey and tawny colors. Her face is checkered with a little bit of every color, and the bases of her ears are nearly red-orange. Her tail tip is black. Freydis has piercing yellow eyes that are surrounded by darker fur that resembles winged eyeliner. Her eyes often appear to hold no emotion and can easily be described as unsettling. Her left eye hosts a scar just above the browbone at a slight angle and another that appears to be a continuation of the first, streaking across and beneath her lower eyelid. It is not a very deep scar, though, with her shorter facial fur, it is more noticeable. She hosts many other scars that are scattered across her frame. Such is the life of a warrior. However, none of them have been worthy of stories, in her opinion; they are simply from doing her job. Freydis has a fairly sultry voice, low and silky, that matches her appearance well. Her words and movements, when she is not in danger, are languid and steady. They are always well thought-out. In the heat of battle, her voice takes on a scary harshness, and her movements are quick and nimble. Deadly. She is deadly. Freydis is a poisonous rose. Personality On the outside, this wolf is rather sweet. She charms those around her with words they want to hear, feeding their desires in a subtle, innocent manner. Freydis is witty, charismatic, and persuasive. Her softer appearance and her approach to things give her a harmless look about her, allowing her to get close to multiple wolves. From there, she continues to work her magic until her own goals are achieved. She may appear docile and perhaps even submissive, but she is a fierce creature. Freydis is ambitious and constantly works to prove herself, to her pack, to be reliable, strong, loyal, and worthy. Worthy of what, she cannot say. Love? Fear? Respect? A rank? ...Acceptance? In her younger years, and perhaps now still, she was looked down on by many. She knows this, and she cannot let it go. She lives to be the greatest. Freydis is cunning, intelligent, and wily. The line between facade and reality with her is so blurred that it's impossible to tell whose side she's on or what her real plans are. The only firm, set-in-stone, foundational truths to this she-wolf are these: she is loyal to the pack, she works hard, and she's after the high ranks. She respects the wolves holding them, obviously, but even the greatest legends leave the world. Her emotions are unknown. She messes with everyone, but only a few are genuine. The question is, which ones? In summation, she is a different kind of dangerous. Freydis whispers in many ears. She turns many hearts. She lulls wolves into a dangerously relaxed state. Whether or not her intentions with any one wolf are malicious is unknown. She is an enigma -- a smart, calculating, devious enigma. And a fierce warrior to boot. Affiliations and Kin Open Crush: None Mate: None Pups: None Other 
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WIP; Just needs a written personality Credit to CastleGraphics@DA for Images 
Name: Etana Meaning “Strength of Purpose” Age: 5 Years Gender: Female Pack: Borealis Thoughts On The New Lord? Are You Loyal?: He is the rightful ruler of the pack. He was chosen to do so by the founders. Not someone else. Anyone doubting his rein would be doubting them and their wisdom as well. And so what if he’s young? He’s got the competence to run the place. More than a lot of the older wolves too. Those against him are more than likely wanting the spot for themselves, in her honest opinion. As for loyalty? Well, there is none more loyal than she. Some may believe themselves to be (especially some power hungry females), but she proves them wrong in a heartbeat. There is no turning against him. Pack Reputation: Etana is no pushover within the pack ranks, bending her will to no one but the higher ups. She is known to act and see herself as superior to all subordinates, and will constantly be bossing them around. And the “elders” of the group don’t get a pass either, despite their superior experience. Even if she has no authority to do so. She is always the one volunteering to lead patrols or tasks within the camp. Though, many question whether it is her desire to boss wolves around or something else that drives her to do this. Either way, she is quite skilled in organizing and leading others. Not only is she good at just simply giving intelligent orders and leading patrols, but she knows to use everyone’s strengths to the fullest extent. Benefit to being a bit of an outsider within the group. Besides her bossy tendencies, this autumn flaked female is thought to be quite skilled in combat. More so when it comes to dealing with other wolves. Hunting is all fine and dandy, but she’d much rather duke it out with something she can spin her web of words around. Her main strategy is to hit a succession of hard-to-take blows, all of which are designed to prevent the target from fleeing (as there is no way she’d be able to keep up if they did run). These attacks are not only quite brutal but are outright unpredictable. One never knows where the hit will land until it already has. Facing her in battle is not for the faint of heart, so it is well advised to steer clear of her when on the opposing side. However, it has been said that some of her nastiest blows are strictly reserved for those she perceives as the largest threats to the pack. Are they truly as she perceives them, however…? Well, that’s left purely up for debate. Rank: Subordinate Desired Rank: Ha! Like she’d say! Can’t let the competition know of her schemes after all. Though, there are… a few spots she’s interested in. As long as she gets to tell others what to do, she’s fine with any of them. Appearance: 
Etana a bit on the modest side of things in terms of size. Being somewhat in the middle of her everything while still leaning slightly to the large side for females. She stands at a height of thirty two inches at the shoulder, being at the very cusp of an average sized wolf. Though, maybe on the large side for females. Her weight measures in at around 147 pounds, with accumulation of said weight being a mix of muscle and heavy fur. Her overall build is a strong one, fit with a prominent muscular layer. These muscles mainly gather around her shoulders and hind legs – leading to explosive takeoffs when running and incredibly harsh blows (which do large amounts of damage thanks in part to those long claws of hers). If only they added any amount of speed to her arsenal, then she’d be set for life. The structuring of this muscle mass has all but made her regal posture all the more noticeable. With her head held high, paws that barely (if ever) falter, strong and attentive upright ears, and hard-set eyes, her walk simply screams formidable. Those muscles just add to the already striking pose. The current subordinate has quite the heavy coat to fit her form, being especially designed for the colder months of the year. But it does, thankfully, shed just enough to not overheat her during the summer or odd hot spring day. Her fur is long across nearly all areas of her body, typically bouncing slightly whenever she moves around swiftly. Even the back of her legs carry some “extra” fur to them, all of which sticks backwards in stark contrast to the smooth and short front area. The fur along her cheeks, head, and neck is especially fluffy, making the areas look like one solid mass rather than three separate ones. The fur of her tail, however, is a bit lacking in comparison to the rest of her form. While still fluffy, it is not as thick as the rest of her pelt is. Though, it is nonetheless plush and a great thing to rest one’s head on. Her ears are a bit of an oddity for a wolf, being smaller than usual and much more rounded at the tips. Most assume this cute but awkward appearance is mainly due to the large quantity of fur around her head, but no one is for certain. Her snout is sprinkled in the smallest amount of thin whiskers. If not for their coloration, they would never be noticed. Color wise, this regal female has a lot to offer. The basis of her “design” is centered around the image of late autumn, where the leaves truly begin to fall and lose their beautiful hues. Not to say she isn’t beautiful, though. She very much is. Truthfully, there is no one color that presides over the entirety of her form. Some may be more present than others, but nothing is too excessive. Starting from her legs, the first thing one will notice is a tanish-white shade – much more on the white side than the tan. This color coats the front sides of both pairs of legs, her paws, underbelly, sides of her muzzle, cheeks, and underside of her neck. The sort whispers from before contrast the muzzle greatly with a hue of black. Some white also pops in right above her eyes (towards the inside of her face) and inner ears. Separating the white of her neck and chest is a ring of black cutting across the upper-chest, lower-neck region. This ring starts out a bit wide before becoming a bit thin and finally thickening out again upon reaching the other side. Some brownish hairs are also mixed into the black along the way, but most prominently where it connects to the rest of the darker coat areas. Above this ring, another one with a bit more width and similar coloration begins to start, but ends shortly after coming into existence. Normal tan (with a bit of the usual orangy wolf hue) covers the back of her legs as well as all of her upper hind ones. Besides the white, that is. More of this tan can be seen forming a stripe down her muzzle – starting right after her eyes “end” and forming a small ring of itself round both while being thicker underneath her eyes. A small amount of gray forms under this tan as well, but is mixed in with both the white and tan shades. It also details the back of her neck with some small areas of black sprinkled about the area. Speaking of black, it plays a rather large role within her autumn-design pelt. It covers a large portion of her upper back and sides, but not as one solid mass. A pale sort of tan (slightly darker than that of her legs) is sprinkled amongst this black, like salt in a bowl of pepper. Black fur also forms an upper face mask which only covers the upper half of her head. So from the lowest portion of her eyes and up. Some light gray can be seen along the sides of her head as the black partially fades out. The back of her rounded ears takes on an amber-tan of sorts as does the majority of her tail. Though, these are the only two areas that this color can be seen. The tip of said tail is, of course, black. But the tips of her hold no such addition to them and stick to the amber-tan. The most striking part about her is her eyes. They are a chilling ice blue that simply demands respect and obedience. Those who do not “bow” to her whims will be met with a cold stare most cannot handle to look into. Scars. Those dreaded things. They taint the skin of all those cursed to have taken large quantities of damage within a single sitting. She despises them on her hide. But they at least show the amount of experience she has gained over the years. Thankfully, the majority of those she does have are covered by her fur. Though, there are some unlucky ones that were too stubborn to let themselves fade. Or were simply in an area where such a process would be impossible. One of these Scars resides on the right side of her snout. It’s a small little thing, barely noticeable amongst the black of her whispers. But it is most certainly present, much to her great annoyance. She can often be seen licking this mark from time to time. Particularly when under high levels of stress. Despite her ears already appearing to be quite short, there is a clear absence of her left ear tip. No one knows how this happened and she refuses to speak on it – pretending that it just doesn’t exist. One other noticeable scar is a long slash which runs down her right hind leg. Thankfully, the nasty former-wound has not caused a limp to form but it certainly isn’t pretty. However, some fur appears to be growing over it once more. Etana’s voice is an unmistakable one, being both powerful and oddly gentle in its own right. A single muttered word is enough for anyone to pick up on the lingering, no, pronounced demand of respect it holds. And it leaves no room for questioning her, taking up all the air one could ever use to argue back. It does not matter if what she says is on the “kinder” side of things for her or just a general statement, that demand will always be present and sometimes almost suffocating unless one complies to its wishes. The pitch of her voice is within the “medium” range, not being a squeaky high pitched voice but also not one of those lower feminine ones. It is also a bit rough sounding, being slightly “scratchy.” Though this scratchiness is completely natural… somehow. But she quite likes it considering it grants even more “power” to her already ear-snatching voice. She typically sticks to the “monotone” side of speaking, very rarely relaying her emotions verbally. That’s what her eyes are for, after all. Anger is the most noticeable emotion to ever be heard from her, but it is always rather mild. However, with that powerful commanding style of hers, it may send some of the weaker wolves running for the hills. What really exemplifies her voice, though, are inspirational speeches. Between the respect her voice naturally demands and the usual monotone feel, adding a bit of doctored up emotions and fancy is enough to lift the spirits of most wolves. Especially in times of turmoil where she has the skill of remaining outwardly calm at all times. Personality: Actor || Deceptive || Cunning || Intelligence || Loyal || Somewhat Eloquent || Hardworker || Meticulous || Sarcastic || Snarky || Commanding || Strict || A Tad Socially Inept || Loner || Observant “Pick up the pace, cottontails, or before I come back and make you!” “Ah yes. Because you’re the bravest, most handsome, cunning male in all the land! I certainly hadn’t heard of that tale before.” “Six of you. Follow me. Now. We’ve got some work to do, I won’t be having any of you slacking on the job.” Strengths: + Stamina + Physical Strength + Leadership Qualities + Observant + Battle Skills + Deceptive Weaknesses: - Everyday Social Interactions - Speed - Outsider/Loner - Weak Sense Of Smell - Hard To Get Along With - Bossy Relationship Status: Single and ready to mingle~ She doesn’t necessarily have eyes on any one wolf. However, she still holds high expectations for those attempting to sweep her off her paws. Expect many broken hearts. Mate/Significant Other: Nada Familial Affiliations/Kinship: Dakota – Her darling father. She thinks quite highly of him, almost viewing him as a sort of role model in her life. Keyword: almost. While she does indeed look up to her father, Etana has her own aspirations in life. And becoming an advisor is certainly not one of them. But, that doesn’t mean she won’t use all the advice she heard him conjure up throughout all these years. And she is glad that he supports her aspirations, even if they take her down a path much different than his own. Open Offspring: Nope. Affiliations: [Spell’s Lord] – A childhood friend of hers. Open Other: - Oh boy, this gal will be in so much denial if she were to develop feelings for another! She’ll try her hardest to push them down. May even try and push away the one she holds feelings for with jabbing remarks. Though, she’d always feel bad about it afterwards and work to make up for it. - She tries her best to act “nice” towards others. But that mostly turns out to be oddly sharp comments and awkward remarks that could almost be considered insults if not for her intent. Or even despite her intent. - Etana often observes others from afar when the day is just getting started. Nothing better to do, after all, since she doesn’t exactly have many friends she’s willing to converse with on a daily basis. I used ta have six kitties… and I’m planning on getting a sixth despite my mother’s protests. >:3 Also, watermelon~ Credit to CastleGraphics@DA for Images |
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Can I snatch a retired founder as well? Male; probably the former advisor? |
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W I P - N A M E - Anselm - A G E - 5 years - G E N D E R - Male - P A C K - Borealis Thoughts On The New Lord? Are You Loyal?: [ Borealis Pack Only ] - yes! Though he is a little doubtful about his ability to lead Pack Reputation: [ Borealis Pack & Alpine Wanders Only ] - R A N K - Pack Member - D E S I R E D | R A N K - Content Appearance: - ash grey w/ cream undersides - light brown eyes - copper ears Personality: - intelligent - makes decisions based on his head, not his heart - not very talkative - self conscious - analytical - keeps a few close - can't hold grudges but will remember what you've done - protective - aloof Relationship Status: - M A T E / S I G N I F I C A N T | O T H E R - Open - F A M I L I A L | A F F I L I A T I O N S / K I N S H I P - Ámor (Younger Brother) Open to his parents :) - O F F S P R I N G - Open Affiliations: Other: |
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W I P - N A M E - Ámor Age: - G E N D E R - Male - P A C K - Borealis Thoughts On The New Lord? Are You Loyal?: [ Borealis Pack Only ] - yes! He has full confidence. After all they were able to guide them through a tough winter, what's there more to prove? Pack Reputation: [ Borealis Pack & Alpine Wanders Only ] - R A N K - Pack Member - D E S I R E D | R A N K - Content Appearance: - whitish cream, he is cream but his coat can pass for white - brown eyes - no scars - fluffy boy Personality: Happygolucky Determined Anything but a slacker Trusting Talkative Relationship Status: - M A T E / S I G N I F I C A N T | O T H E R - Open! - F A M I L I A L | A F F I L I A T I O N S / K I N S H I P - Anselm (Older Brother) Open to his parents :) - O F F S P R I N G - N/A Affiliations: Other: |
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D A K O T A Credits to Quiet-bliss on DA for all images. Age: 10 Gender: Male Pack: Borealis Rank: Former Advisor Desired Rank: Retired Thoughts on the New Lord: He is watching carefully. While he has faith in the lord's parents and their decisions, he is wary to automatically assume all will be well. Their successor is capable and possesses all the right qualities, and this wolf certainly loves him like his own son, but a smidgeon of doubt lingers. Was going by bloodline the right choice? Will everyone else accept this new leader? Dakota is 100% certain every young female only supports him for a chance at becoming the queen, and he wishes a mate had been picked before this fiasco. Pack Reputation: He has been around since the beginning. Any wolf who has since joined or been born into the pack knows Dakota. He's the terrifying instructor that all the yearlings had to impress in order to become full fledged members. He was renowned for his prowess in battle and his success as a hunter as well. Even in his older age, he is still an intimidating figure. Appearance He was taller, once. More well-built, athletic, stocky even. He has shrunk down a little, now standing at a fair 29-30 inches. His muscle remains, but it is more lean than it used to be, and it holds taut on his bones rather than fleshing him out. Dakota walks a little slower now, and his steps are somewhat disjointed at times, but he still carries the pride and power of the young brute he once was. His gold eyes are just as sharp as they've always been, their position painting his face in a perpetual glare. There are no signs of blindness in them, nor is he losing hearing yet. He reluctantly awaits this fate, but his senses remain largely intact for now, which he counts as a blessing.
His once thick and sleek coat has dulled and become rather patchy in some places. His face, which was once pitch black and set atop a gold-rimmed neck, has several white and gray hairs now making their appearances, though, rather than congregating on his muzzle, the majority of them line his cheekbones, temples, and eyebrows. The honey gold fur behind his ears and intermingling with the black on his neck has dulled to a paler tan. His rump, sides, and shoulders show his age the most with missing patches of fur, more gray hairs, and the ever-increasing thinness that makes rips and hocks more visible. Scars are scattered all over his body. Most of them are small enough that only a close inspection of his pelt will pull them into notice, but he has some -- especially on the left side of his face, on his neck, and on his hind legs -- that are much more prominent. Dark skin has been pulled extra taut in these places, and his lips don't quite meet on that left side due to a small chunk being taken out once. This last scar gives him a curled lip look even when he is relaxed. He is well-versed in battle and hunting, and it shows. Now, he is not so old yet as to be classified as the "skin and bones" category. There is still plenty of strength in his aging frame, and any wolf with two brain cells will know it. He was always built for agility, always on the leaner side, which hasn't helped his case as he's aged; however, his voice remains strong, deep, and authoritative, and his wits are still very much about him. Personality Strict - Bold - Fair - Storyteller - Protective - Irritable - Sassy Old Man - Loyal - Observant - Logical - Tactician - Warrior - Driven - A Bit Bloodthirsty When Younger - Ambitious Affiliations and Kin Etana (daughter - 5Y) -- A daughter from his first litter. He loves her dearly and, because he worries about her forwardness at times, he constantly bombards her with advice. He will always be willing to help her with her ambitions -- as long as they're good, that is. Any male who vies for the attention of any of his daughters will have him to answer to, and he does not take broken hearts kindly. Ansa (daughter - 3Y) -- Another pride and joy of his is Ansa. He's quite proud that she took after him in appearance and maybe a little bit in personality as well. She is also subjected to his advice, and he is quite supportive of most of her dealings as well. As it is with all his girls, he will put a suitor through a trial by fire to make sure they are fit to take care of the things he holds most dear.
The New Lord (best friends' son) -- Iŋgá (former matriarch) -- Open Crush/Mate: Open (if he doesn't get one then she'll have died) Pups: Ansa, Etana, Open; probably 1-5 years old Other |
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