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Viking Wolves | Wolf Rp | Open!July 3, 2023 08:30 PM


Tenebris Umbra

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Buffy

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Age: Three
Gender: Masculine


Rank: Warrior
Desired Rank: Warlord
Dominance Level: One


Appearance:
get-me-if-you-want-to-by-eternalocean-d9hirr1-fullview.jpg[credit goes to EternalOcean on da]

Buffy was named Buffy for a reason.

His father, having determined that he was a strong pup and oddly buff, decided upon the name Buffy. After all, it made sense. Buffy was born buff, so why not use that for his name. He had no normal name like his siblings. No, Buffy was cursed with a name suited for a Pomeranian, or perhaps a rabbit. You get the jist.

Anyways, seeing as Buffy was buff from birth (tongue twister, eh?), it only made sense that he grew into a.. well, buffer wolf. Standing at a current 35 inches and weighing in the 180s, Buffy is certainly a behemoth of a canine. His height is deadly, his muscles moreso. In truth, opponents fear him when faced in battle. That is, until he tells them his name.

To make matters worse, Buffy's face is equivalent to that of a pup. Not only is Buffy cursed with his name, but his appearance, too. Some may describe him as looking like a cartoon character, given his name and oddly disproportionate snout. Where he inherited that, nobody knows. Perhaps some ancient ancestor, and if so, Buffy curses them. What did Buffy ever do to deserve this, besides being born buff?

No matter. All that should be noted is that Buffy is not a friendly canine. With muscles littering his body, it is clear that he is a powerful individual. Not suited for speed, he is best used for attacking or defending. While he may run swiftly for short bursts of speed, he is not nearly as quick as others within the group. He is broad and heavy, his weight filled out evenly to produce a monster of a wolf. All should fear Buffy. His name is but a distraction.

His coat is a simple one. Taking on a blond colour, creams and light rusty hues remain scattered around. There are some greys filtered into his fur, specifically upon his neck and back. However, there are no truly fancy patterns upon him or nothing special overall. Truth be told, he is a simple wolf when it comes to his coat.

In terms of scars, Buffy has his fair share. Despite being young, Buffy has dozens upon dozens of scars. Upon knowing him personally, it would be easy to understand why. The male is an ambitious one, and for him to have gotten to where he is was not simple. Buffy had to fight, and fight he did. The scars are merely reminders of what he went through to achieve what he did. He honours them.

His eyes are a deep amber, often seen filled with determination or glaring at another from a distance. Sometimes, they may even be seen observing. Other times, they remain empty. Buffy holds a variety of emotion through his eyes, and he doesn't hide them often. Rather, he wants others to know what he thinks of them. A single glance in his eyes, and they would know whether he likes you, or absolutely despises your existence.

Personality:
Determined || Ambitious || Intelligent and Strategic || Tricky || Cold || Arrogant || Aggressive || Wordy/Mouthy || Feisty || Experienced || Snarky || Merciless || Can Separate Work from Play || Takes his Role Very Seriously || Observant

Having been named Buffy and inheriting a long nose, it was clear since birth that he was going to be laughed at. So, having not wanting that for himself, Buffy was determined to prove everybody wrong. Some claim him to have been born ambitious, others say that he was hungry for power. Truthfully, both are true. Buffy was always an unkind and determined individual, even as a pup. He was selfish. If he learned something, the information would never be shared with another. He was greedy in that sense, hoarding all of the information he learned for himself. It's how he got to where he currently is. Of course, there were a select few that he would share snippets of information with, but everybody else was on their own.

He learned to be intelligent and strategic from observing others. He would shadow the Warlords when they weren't looking, listen to his parents discuss matters regarding politics and the pack. And when it came to fighting or sparring, he would watch that, too. Come the following day, he would have memorized all of the moves the night prior. He's cunning and tricky in that way.

Because of this, he easily fought his way to the top. He learned to be feisty and aggressive through that, as well as merciless. There was hardly mercy in the world, he learned that at a young age during his first fight. He would have almost won, had he not taken pity. The delay had cost him his winning. So, Buffy was merciless no longer.

If one thing is for certain, the male has a mouth upon him. He says whatever he's feeling without holding back. Whether he speaks praise, or absolute insults does not matter. Buffy is hardly silenced. He's wordy, mouthy, and to but it plainly, cruel at times. His snarkiness makes him an individual that many do not want to surround themselves with.

Buffy takes his current role very seriously. While he can separate work from play, it seems as if he does less of the play and more of the work. You would hardly see him relaxing. Buffy is always doing something to improve his skills. The male can be seen scrambling at odd hours of the night even. It's a sickness of sorts given the way he takes his role. He obsesses over it. Buffy must become the best, and he cannot do that by laying around.

He is also observant, as mentioned. Beware Buffy, for he lingers in any shadow he can find. It's how he learns, why would he ever stop? If you think that you're alone, chances are that you're not. Buffy is most likely there, watching from behind a tree. Taking mental notes. Stealing ideas.

In summary, Buffy is a brutal male when it comes to fighting. He is certainly experienced for an individual of his age, as well as determined. Know that he is not a very social individual apart from work, but the select few that he cares for, he would fight with them if asked. He is loyal, that much is certain, as well as intelligent. If you require assistance, odds are that he may provide his service. Still, knowing Buffy, it's best to have a backup plan.


Backstory: He was born into the pack by his mother, The Lady, and his father, The Earl. His father, having decided that he was a buff pup, named him Buffy. It's his villain arc. Now, he's aspiring to be a warlord. All because of his name. That's all anybody needs to know.


Crush: Perhaps
Mate: None
Pups: None

Kin:
His mother is Nehir, his father Valdemar.
His brother is Dezo.
His little sister is Oydis.

Affiliations:
[Valdís - Friend]
Buffy has never been one for maintaining much of a social life, so it came as a surprise when he managed to befriend Valdís. It didn't take him long to enjoy her presence, shocking as that may sound. She had a demeanor to him that allowed him to lower his guard. He found a friend in Valdís, one that he believes that he is undeserving of. But then again, it isn't hard being her companion. He finds solace in her words, and enjoys listening to her ideas and merely sitting alongside of her. There is also a deep-rooted respect for her. Valdís gained everything that Buffy himself dreams of gaining. She makes him believe that he himself can reach his goal. Had it been anybody else, he would act bitter at them for stealing his rank, but Valdís? No, Valdís deserves it. Buffy can confidently say that he would fight alongside, or for her, if she asked him to. She would do the same for him. She makes him soft, and he truly can be himself around her. Buffy has such fondness for her. It's practically out of character..

[Freydis]
Freydis has caught the interest of Buffy. Rather, she has caught his interest for quite some time. In fact, she intrigues him like nobody else. He's never really thought about it before, but the two share very similar interests. He can't help but respect her for that. Can't help but be drawn in a way that he cannot describe. Her aura of mystery only makes him more curious, and so, Buffy being Buffy, he is determined to befriend her. Of course, he's noticed her before. How could he not? Rather, how could anybody not? She has a certain.. way to her. He admires her mindset and work ethic, now, if only he could work up the courage to tell her that. In fact, he wishes that he could tell her a lot of things, but, shockingly, Freydis makes him nervous. Why? He cannot be certain. Whenever in her presence, he can't help but develop this feeling in his chest, and is unsure of whether or not to act on it..

[Dezo - Brother]
Buffy loves Dezo like no other. It's his brother, how could he not? Don't tell him that. He has a special place in his heart. The two worked their way up together, trained together, did everything together. As pups, they were joined at the hip, and it isn't an uncommon sight to see them remain like that still. Some claim them to be opposites, when in reality, their traits overlap and are simply expressed differently. Buffy often seeks Dezo out for advice or company, and quite enjoys his brother's presence. Buffy would do anything for his brother. He would kill for him. If possible, he would take years off of his own life and hand it to Dezo. He would begin a war for him.

[Nehir - Mother]
Similar to his brother, Buffy loves his mother and would do anything for her. He cares deeply for family and has learned through her that blood does anything for one another. He respects her intelligence and role. He often seeks her out to converse or linger near, simply because her presence offers him warmth. When a favour is needed, he goes to his mother first. She owes him. She agreed to the name Buffy after all. Like Dezo, Buffy would stain the ground red for her and would gladly carve out his own heart and hand it to her if it meant that she would be alright.

[Oydis - Sister]
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[Valefar - Father]
Buffy looks up to his father like no other. He is The Earl. He is the reason he fights so hard. He is the reason that he is so ambitious. Buffy respects his father, looks up to him. He wants to become him and everything more. He wants to be known like his father. He wants his name to be passed down the pack. All because of Valefar. Are the two close? No, Buffy wouldn't say that, but he respects his father deeply. He wishes to make him proud. He wishes for his father to look at him and feel content with how he turned out.

[Aliana - Sister]
Alina is one of his siblings that he's most protective of. He would kill and die for Aliana, especially after what occurs. She is one of the few that Buffy tolerates like no other, and has an insane amount of patience for her. It isn't uncommon to see him talking about wanting to train her when she's older, for he cares deeply about her safety.


Edited at July 4, 2023 10:52 AM by Tenebris Umbra
Viking Wolves | Wolf Rp | Open!July 3, 2023 08:32 PM


Banana Gecko

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Thyra
Female
6
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Warrior
Desired: Warlord
Dominance: 2
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// Reputation //
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Thyra is a wolf of class, elegance and grace. Shes hardly seen snapping her fangs or bristling when theres unneeded drama. Her words are enough to still even the hotest temper. Shes Seen as Wise for one her age and is often sought out by the younger warriors to teach them.
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Thyra is a patient beast, which can be seen in all her interactions. Yet dont be fooled she didnt get to her position for being a good talker or wise mentor. No, she is also known for her wicked brutality in a fight. Thyra knows where to hit and at what force to hit with. Shes a skilled fighter and is definitly one to think twice on challenging... This grey lady in a veil of black intends to climb the ranks further.
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// Apperance //
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Plums of Grey decorate Thyra, she is a soft mixture of darks and lights. Her mane and tail being darkest shade upon her body, while her legs have a subtle gradiant climbing from her paws to her wrists. Soft almost white accents adorn her toes, muzzle, tail tip and shoulder blades. Thyras elbows contain longer hair then the rest of her legs giving them a fluffy apperance. Scar wise she has a few notable ones on her back and shoulders from scuffles along the way up. Otherwise her smaller ones are hidden within her pelt.
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Build wise Thyra is neatly put together, the gods didnt fool around when they mixed her up. She has well defined flanks and shoulders making her seem to ripple with sheer strength. Thyra size wise is elegantly tall at 36 inches though not heavy like her male counter parts weighing 115lbs.
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// Personality //
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// Patient // Wise // Calm // Mature // Motherly // Caring // Gentle // Knowledgeable // Leader // Loyal // - Flip side - // Deadly // Cunning // Pointed // Blunt // Protective //
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Thyra has always been a teacher, whether it was aiding her siblings along the way or assisting the lower ranks on how to rise up. Thus showing an incredible amount of patience and maturity. Thyra believes that everyone needs to be strong and prepared even those on the lowest rung.. never have a weakest link.
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When it comes to stressful situations wolves turn to her, for her calm pressence allows them time to think. Thyra is also far to fast of a thinker to not step in and lead. Which she does very well, especially in battle like situations.. one might think she thrives off the violence.
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Thyra is a incredibly loyal, to her pack and to her earl. The high lady meerly gets her protection.. why? Well because when it comes to who is truelly her boss its the Earl. Because the lady is always... Replaceable
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In a fight Thyra shows her darker side, the side that knows how to kill and how to get that done. Shes a smart and fast thinker able to deal those deadly, brutal blows with more accuracy. Course like every wolf there are disadvantages, Thyra is just quicker in figuring out how to make those disadvantages work better for her.
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// Likes //
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// The Rain
// Cool Weather
// Soft breezes
// Swiming
// Her Alone time
// Teaching
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// Dislikes //
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// Butterflys *Any flying insect*
// Flirty Males *No time for it*
// Hot weather
// Dry Spells
// Invasions of her alone time
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// Strengths //
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// Fighting
// Teaching
// Raising pups
// Hunting
// Traveling
// Swimming
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// Weakness //
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// Right shoulder
// Overly brute like strength
// Hot weather
// Climbing
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// Backstory //
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TBA
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// Mate / Crush //
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Open to plot
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// Pups //
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Open to plot
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Other: 3 hours later // Art Credits

Edited at July 9, 2023 01:51 AM by ~Spice~
Viking Wolves | Wolf Rp | Open!July 3, 2023 08:40 PM


Spellbound

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[ My Warlord ]


Stock Images. Credits For All Images Go To @Shitani On DA


Name:

Valdís

Scandinavian ; " Goddess Of The Dead "

Age:
Four

Gender:
Female

Rank:
Warlord

Desired Rank:
She's Quite Content. However, She Wouldn't Mind Being The Lady Of Her Own Pack

Dominance Level:
She's #1 .
And You Damn Well Better Remember It

Appearance:

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Personality:
Wherever this young canine goes her presence commands respect. If not from the bold, elegant stride in her walk. Then from the look in her eyes as if saying: I own this room, look at me. This female doesn't lack confidence, but is not overly confident as to be arrogant or cocky. She knows when to be humble and ask for help, it's more on the level she is sure of her actions and who she is. She won't let this confidence be undermined or taken from her. Khe has a certain fierceness behind her, with fire and passion in her steps. One can also see the fierceness reflected in her eyes, whether it be through sharp, unimpressed glares or a icy and blank stare. This female can be described as an introvert with extrovert tendencies, both sociable and unsociable. While young dame is good at making small talk with strangers she often zones out when chatting with her friends. Yet, they know she means no harm. It’s difficult for her to keep up conversations at times, but she keep initiating them anyways. She spends a lot of time with her thoughts when she's alone, but say things without thinking when you’re with others. She can come off as blunt and coarse at times. Being around people does drain her energy but in a good way. However, being alone for lengthy periods of time makes her anxious. This femme love listening and talking to friends about their lives- their struggles, successes, and whatever they’re going through. But she won’t get involved and would rather let them fight their own battles, unless she deems necessary or feels a certain protectiveness over you. She truly treasures her relationships and friendships, but just have a hard time showing it. But when she does, it's quite sweet.


This female has a elegant and refined nature. When she walks, she glides. Never having overly loud or clonky steps. She has never been a clumsy child, so she is quite graceful in her walk. Her posture is always on point, and she holds her head in a regal and dignified manner. This has been drilled into her due to her parentage and being sent to finishing school. When she eats, she doesn't chow down or dig in. She is slow in eating, savoring every bite. Her words are always well-chosen and elegant in manner, in a pitch that's not too mild as to think her unconfident or shy or too loud to think her unlady-like. It is one to get her point across. Even if she's angry she won't yell, but will deliver her words in a venomous tone of voice but eloquence and class. Her face is also way of expressing her elegance, by having a lovely and inviting face with a charming smile. Or her displeasure, with a sharp and cold glance that speaks volumes by itself.

She notices body language: posture, eye contact, facial expressions, and changes in breathing. It’s a common belief that when we lie, we don’t make eye contact with the person we’re lying to. You can’t hide anything from her. So if you have something to say to this young canine , just spit it out; she would've dragged it out of you eventually anyway, and you’d just feel better for having gotten it off of your chest. Whenever she's still, this female uses her time wisely to hone her senses, soaking in her surroundings, taking in the intricate beading on the shoes of the woman standing in front of them or the way the man hanging around the edges of the territory and keeps paces. Sometimes she even like to make up stories; maybe the guy is meeting a secret lover, or maybe he’s nervous talk to someone. Since she notices everything, when something is out of place, it throws her universe out of balance, but part of the reason why she can remain so focused and productive in her everyday lives is because they have everything she needs at her paws. Khepri is always attentive to social dynamics, and because she can read body language extremely well, she can determine pretty easily how people treat one another. She can tell when couples are truly in love by the tone in which they talk to each other or how closely they sit to each other. She can deduce how close a pair of friends are by the tone of voice and the conversation. She has an eidetic memory.

She believes a person who could master their desires, their fears, and all the other emotions which threatened to overwhelm them reason was mightier than the wealthiest and strongest leader. many. This young lady has quite a reputation amongst her peers—though of higher rank, she has went and slept in the cold and rainy weather, and deprived herself of food.


While this femme can maintain a serene disposition in the most chaotic situations, this does not mean she is immune to inner turmoil. She just keep a lid on it. She does experience stress, but it's bottled up, like shaking an unopened coke bottle. The liquid foams and churns inside but nothing escapes to the outside world. In the case of Persophone , the turmoil is contained and hidden behind an expression that perennially projects self-control.


If overwhelmed and embittered, the she may detach and withdraw. She shuts-down and become resigned to a life she sees as a prison sentence, something that must be endured or tolerated, no matter how tortuous the path or the circumstances may seem. At this point, she builds an inpenetrable wall around themselves to shut-out any feelings or emotions that could distract them from their focus on a task or just getting through life in general. Becoming indifferent to the world, however, may alleviate some internal strife, but it also creates barriers that block emotionally fulfilling relationships and other outlets of joy that make life worth living. You'll never see her cry publicly, only in her private will she weep or grieve. Her face can be described like a mask and is often long-drawn as if weighted by the gravity of her burdens. When her eyes are not frustratingly impassive, they can appear, in a poetic sense, like dark chasms that act as reservoirs for the failures, disappointments, and losses of humanity.

Becase she has the right amount of wit and intelligence, she developed sass as she got older. Just like you learn to think before you talk, she acquired the skills of speaking her mind, but in a less childish and overt manner. Very diplomatic and has a calculated approach in what she's going to say and how to act, and uses a certain degree of logic and know-how to keep herself in tact. Known to be smartass. She’ll be the first one to call you out on your overt attempts of impressing someone, but the difference is, they’ll do it in a playful manner because she means well. She doesn't give a crap about what others think about her, how come comes off, doesn't take bullshit or disrespect from them, and she does what she wants, when she wants, period.

This young canine has an inner motivation that pushes her to get to the heart of an issue and find solutions. This female drills for specific answers and don’t give up until they get them. Her high energy is infectious. She consistently drive their priorities through the organization. She searches tenaciously for information they’re missing and keep tweaking her mental models until they arrive at a positioning that works. But drive and tenacity can cause her to stick to a plan that isn’t working, or outdated assumptions, or an investment that is no longer promising. This female is a realist. Realism is the mid-point between optimism and pessimism, and the degree to which you tend toward one or the other has a particularly powerful effect on your use of the know-hows. Optimism can lead, for example, to ambitious goals that outstrip the nations ability to accomplish them or can compromise your judgments her people: “I know his ego has no bounds, but I can coach him to become a team player.” But pessimists don’t want to hear ambitious plans or bold initiatives and can find all the flaws and risks in pursuing them when they do. They’re likely to miss opportunities. While her being a realist makes her open to whatever hand reality deals her. She wants to get unfiltered information that can be weighed, measured, evaluated and tested to determine what step to take next. She spends time interacting with other packs and allies, getting information and a “feel” from those constituencies about their thinking.


She'll go the extra mile to protect her loved ones from harm – especially those in her family or inner circle of friends. She has a gift for creating stability, security, and dependability for the people she care about. It’s like she can create a force field of protection and gentle care around the people she loves. Will protect them at any cost. In the past, she loved creating a relaxed, optimistic atmosphere because that brings her a lot of joy. She enjoyed swapping jokes and interesting stories with her friends. Creating, or being in, an atmosphere that is laid-back, harmonious, and pleasant was good for her soul. However, she doesn't joke or smile as much, but instead sports a more stoic expression and has become more cold and distant to her close friends and friends due to the dire circumstances. It seems she's on a path of self-destrucrion.

Backstory:
TBD

Crush:
As If . . .
There May Be Someone
But, You Didn't Hear That From Her

Mate:
She's In Her Prime. She Has No Use For The Masculine Gender

Pups:
" I Have No Desire To Deal With My Own Devilish Offspring . . . yet "
No, And She Doesn't Plan On It Anytime Soon

Affiliations:

Buffy
" I wonder why he's stuck so close to me all these years? He's so annoying. . . but also so endearing at the same time . . . I hope he stays. "

If there was one wolf that she trusted the most it would be Buffy. Though you'll never hear her admit that outloud - though you'll see it in the way she acts around him, it seems she's more calmer and relaxed than when around her fellow peers. She feels free with him, able to not worry about her responsibilities and just be herself ; he listens to her and she finds that endearing. She doesn't know what she's done to gain such a friend, yet, she can also appreciate his ambition and work ethic - she knows he's hard working and she will always be them to encourage him - because she know he'd do the same. It's safe to say that he is one of the ones she'd risk her own safety for - willingly and if he even asked. She has a lot of feelings toward him - all positive and warm, yet there are new ones blooming . . . and she isn't sure if it's worth the distraction.

Their Themesong & Lyrics : Treehouse - Alex G

" Do Not Enter, Is Written On The Doorway
Why Can't Everyone Just Go Away ?
Except You . . . You Can Stay "

Other:


Edited at July 3, 2023 11:47 PM by Spellbound
Viking Wolves | Wolf Rp | Open!July 3, 2023 09:43 PM


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Reserving pup 2 please. I should have the sheet done tonight, if not tonight early tomorrow. I am planning on the pup to be one of Earls and Lady's pups that survived. A 16 week old , if that's okay?

Edited at July 4, 2023 10:52 AM by Biologist at Work
Viking Wolves | Wolf Rp | Open!July 3, 2023 10:09 PM


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The pups between the Earl and Lady that survived are 16 weeks old, not 16 months ^^
Viking Wolves | Wolf Rp | Open!July 3, 2023 11:03 PM


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Aliana
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Age:
16 Weeks Old
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Gender:
Female
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Rank:
Pup
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Desired Rank:
Lady...or a Warlord
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Dominance Level:
2
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Appearance:
From the pups physical appearance you would never have guessed she had been through a traumatic time.
Aliana is quite the elegant looking pup, like her parents she is on the bigger side. She is one of the bigger pups in the pack and she knows it. Like her father she has the aura of a future leader and she looks like she could grow up to be just like her mother.
Aliana is on more of the slender side for a pup, but by no means does that make her weak. Her legs were made for pinning creatures down and for running long distances. She was built for speed, not as much as strength. That doesn't mean she won't work on it though.
The pups coat follows her mothers.
Aliana is a mix of pale cream and light grey colouring, her base colour is the colour of the sand on a beach. Around her face she has a few places where darker and lighter greys reside, along with whites. Mixed in with her cream coloration is grey, the grey on her body takes no real appearance other than it makes pretty dappled marking along the side of her stomach, her front legs, and her neck.
Like her fathers, Alianas eyes are a golden colour. Though they have some amber around the edges of them. When up in the night, Alianas eyes seem to glow in the nights darkness.
As for her coat, she has a few places where it is a bit fluffy. Such as her chest and tail. The other areas of her body are still soft and smooth.
Her aroma smells like pine and milk. Aliana has a scar that she earned while getting to the den. One of the wolves attacking must have scratched her, trying to bring heraway from the shelter of the mother herding them to safety. The scar is a bit hidden but fur is still trying to grow back around it, the scar resides on the pups stomach.
And every time she cleans herself she looks at it and re!e!here all that was lost that day...
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Personality:
Before the tragic day had happened, Aliana was a lot different from who she was now. And lets just say, A wolf at this age should never be like how she is now. They shouldn't have to experience things like she did or have to feel what she was feeling.
Aliana was a true character to say the least.
In the den, before she had even opened her eyes she was bossy and like shoving the other pups around. She felt like she was the ruler of them and wanted to be something like that for the pack waiting to meet them outside the den. Aliana was and still is very attached to her mother, she used to swat her other litter mates away if they were getting to much to eat. She's a little...over protective.
Once Aliana was allowed out of the den she was a trouble maker. And she seemed to be able to get away with it. She respected the Mothers and the Elder of course, but the others? She loved messing around and tattle tailing on them for no particular reason at all. Aliana took joy in running around the Densite, she was like a free soul...
Currently Aliana is still a tattle tail, she's still over protectove, and she is still bossy and likes shoving wolves around. But now she is aggressive and defiant, she doesn't take kindly to wolves speaking to her without her consent and she is overall just a...confused little pup. She takes her anger out a the Omegas of the pack, which doesn't really do a lot, but it helps a tiny bit.
Her fear of the outside world has gotten a lot stronger and she wishes any wolf outside her pack dead. The pup is confused, and she keeps it all locked up inside her. She never talks about her feelings with anyone anymore and is feeling as though she should dig a hole and stay there until this mess has passed.
With all of that said, Aliana still dearly loves her family and would do anything for them...
I told you, no pup should have experienced what she did, take a look at the aftermathe above...
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Backstory:
Aliana's parents are the Earl Valdemar and the Lady Nehir. Life was easy, from the moment her and her littermates were born, they were treated like royalty. And Aliana soon found out they pretty much were.
It had been a hot day whenever her parents and the rest of the pack left. Except for the Mothers and her siblings, since they weren't allowed to come along with whatever the pack was doing.
An hour later and all she could see was...blood. She had come out of the hiding place one of the Mothers had coraled her and her siblings into, Aliana had been one of three that survived... Right then the pup just wanted her parents to come back, she wanted to feel the warm of her mother trying to comfort her, she wanted her father to go out and hurt whoever did this to her pack.
Aliana wanted all the wolves and her siblings that were killed to be avenged...
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Crush:
Nope.
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Mate:
Ew. No! Is that even a question?
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Pups:
Absolutly not.
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Kin:
Father: Earl Valdemar
Mother: Lady Nehir
Siblings: All of the wolves born the the Earl and Lady. Such as Buffy, Dezo, and Oydis. Along with her current littermates.
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Affiliations:
Nehir | Her Mother
Aliana has always felt that she was closer to her mother. She always feels safe when around her and would never wish her bad. In the event that her mother is punished or something horrible like that, Aliana would be close beside her. No a matter what anyone tells her.
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Valdemar | Father
Other than her mother, her father is the one wolf she wants to please most. Aliana feels a need to do well around him, he is probably the only wolf in the pack she respects more than her mother. The pup wants to to be like him when she grows up, learn to dominate and fight from him. She wants to be everything like him.
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Buffy | Older Brother
One of Alianas favorite siblings. She likes showing him what she can do, such as quote unquote, battle moves. When her older siblings look after her and her current littermates, Buffy is one of her favorites to hang out with. She admires his skill and hardwork and would love to learn more about him. Aliana has a small feeling that tells her that Buffy is protective of her because of what happened. And she's okay with that.
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Other:
I really want to go butterfly catching this summer.
6 is one of my favourite numbers.

Edited at July 4, 2023 10:55 AM by Biologist at Work
Viking Wolves | Wolf Rp | Open!July 4, 2023 01:10 AM


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My Lady

Name:
Nehir
Meaning: "River".
Age:
Six Years
Gender:
Female
Rank:
The Lady
Desired Rank:
None; she is content
Dominance Level:
1
She is below no one, as an equal to her mate
Appearance:
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Nehir, whilst not being the largest or heaviest canid out there, definitely isn’t a small creature. She stands at 32 inches, weighing 115 pounds on average. Depending on how recently she’s eaten, she may weigh a little more or a little less. Her figure is not a bulky physique, rather the tall dame is covered in hard, lean muscle. Lithe could, perhaps, be a word used to describe her, long legs giving her a graceful, almost ethereal movement type. Whilst her muscle isn’t bursting forth from beneath her skin, it is very obviously coiled beneath her fur, wiry and prepared to be used.

The dame has fur of a pale complexion, a mixture of alabaster and cream. Her features are definitively feminine, cream-ginger markings accentuating the near-dainty visage. Her muzzle is slender and defined, ending in a black nose, whilst her ears are round and often perked. The only marking that is a more grey-white coloration is upon her back, although it is pale and suits her overall paler hues.

Her eyes are a color of dark amber, looking almost brown in some lightings. In other lighting, it’s very clear that they are amber. Her scent is some mixture of the fresh, salty scent from the ocean, and gentle, refreshing herbs.

Whilst she may not be as scarred as some others, Nehir does have her own scars. Claw marks on her shoulders, faint bites that didn’t quite land on the side of her throat, a few notches in her ears, and scratch marks along her abdomen just to name a few places where ridges of scar tissue and divots in her flesh can be seen and felt.
Personality:
Nehir is a complex creature of many traits. Overall, she could be described as a calm, collected canid, wise and trustworthy, a true voice of reason among moments of turmoil. Her aura is gentle and soft, as if she were a kind and patient mother doting upon her pups. Her face seems to naturally position itself into a small, gentle smile, eyes shining with a kindness that is not out of character. A dip of her head could be considered a mixture of shyness and amiability, marking her as something of a people pleaser at times, wanting to be regarded as cordial and pleasant.

That being said, Nehir is not always feeling what her face portrays. There are few that can look past the facade of friendly eyes, soft features and a gracious smile, and, often, that has her regarded as more of a political leader. Whatever she lacks in brute strength, the Lady certainly makes up for in power of mind. She is intelligent, and could, perhaps, be considered something not unlike malicious if she’s pushed to a certain point. She’s smart with both her words and her actions, able to control her features and reactions to a point where, if you are not close enough to be considered family, you likely won’t ever be able to know what she’s truly feeling.

The female, whilst smart, is determined and protective. Once she’s made her mind up, it’s very difficult to change it, and, once she’s chosen to do something, it’s very difficult to stop her. She’s of a similar mindset to ‘you work with me, or you become a brick wall for me to smash through’. To get what she wants for her family, and her pack, Nehir will do whatever is necessary. She would put her own life on the line, would step on the backs of other packs, would destroy anything in her path if it meant the best life for her pack, and for her family.

That being said, the canid isn’t vindictive. Her revenge is, often, done in a more political manner, if it is done at all. Physical attacks aren’t truly her strong point, given her leaner, although strong, frame--her attacks tend to be a bit more diplomatic. She rarely attacks another unless it is in a raid, you have to have really pissed her off for her to attack you otherwise, but often her words sting more than her bites. And, to get her to a point of seeking revenge, you have to have really messed up.

Overall, she is calm and sweet, friendly and pleasant to be around. She is determined and, sometimes, stubborn, mixed with caring and protective. But, hidden underneath, is a slight streak of something dangerous.
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(Credit for Images: Quiet-Bliss on DA. Stock Images.)
Backstory:
Nehir's story is a not exactly a happy one.

She was not born into the pack, rather, she was the spoils of one of their raids. In the raid, she'd gone willingly with the stranger wolves, a consenting spoil of war.

She had been a year old at the time.

Her birth pack, one which was named the Crested Mountains Pack, hailed from a land of cliffs and mountains, valleys and caves. Their territory was rocky and dangerous, a perfect spot for narrow and lean wolves, a place where those that were too broad often died off.

She had never felt that she belonged among her birth pack. She found them idiotic at times, wasteful and barbaric at others. There was no reason, beauty or grace to their violence. None were safe from the violence, not their leaders, their pups, their yearlings, no one.

So when Nehir heard the mighty howls of the famed Viking Wolves, she all but cried out of joy. They had arrived! They had come out of the dark, out of the shadows, out of the land of death and decay, and they had come to save them. They'd come to save the yearlings and pups so that they wouldn't have to live the horrid future they'd been presented with.

And so, Nehir willingly gave herself to the Viking Wolves, and asked only for sefety and to be treated as if she were alive, and not just another warrior to add to the ranks.

In the Viking Wolves pack, a Warlord [Valdemar's father] had taken her as an apprentice, and he'd been witness to her cunning mind and sharp abilities. The Warlord had then arranged a pairing between herself and Valdemar, for his strength and her mind.

She learned to fall in love with him after the fact, but at the time she was just glad to have a family and a place to belong.
Crush:
Her Mate
Mate:
The Earl, Valdemar
Pups:
Dezo is her 3 Year Old Son, played by me.
Buffy is her 3 Year Old Son, played by Tenebris Umbra
Oydis is her Yearling Daughter, played by Spellbound.
[Blank] is her 16 Week Old Child, played by [Blank]
[Blank] is her 16 Week Old Child, played by [Blank].
[Blank] is her 16 Week Old Child, playbed by [Blank].
Kin:
None in this pack.
Affiliations:

Valdemar | Her Mate
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Buffy | Her Son | Her Darling Boy
Buffy is a pup from her first litter. And, yes, while he may be much older and much larger then he once was, he will always be her son, one of her darling boys. She holds a special place in her heart for each of her children, each of her litters, and Buffy is no exception. Buffy may show whatever he wants to the world, he may show off as a violent, aggressive male, and the world may believe him to be such, the world may demonize him or a horrible creature, but her darling boys, her lovely Buffy, will always be her darlings, will always be her son, and she'd rip the world apart if it tried to tell her otherwise.

Dezo | Her Son | Her Darling Boy
Dezo is a child from her first litter, and while he may have grown and aged, he will always be her son, and she calls him her darling boy, just as she does with Buffy. Each of her litters holds a special place in her heart, Dezo alongside Buffy being her first. While she loves all her children, her darling boys are adored. The world may view them as violent, horrid creatures, they may do and say many things, but her darling boys will always be her darlings, and she'd tear through anyone that tried saying otherwise.

Other:
There is a Subplot for her most recent litter of pups, where they were left at home in the care of the pack that stayed back. When they were attacked a Mother or an Omega hid the themself and the pups away to protect and keep them safe. Many of the pack who was unfortunately slaughter understood keeping the offspring of the Leaders alive was the priority.
[I copied this last bit from Imp's form so that anyone that looks at either of our forms knows ^^]

Edited at July 4, 2023 03:13 AM by Polly
Viking Wolves | Wolf Rp | Open!July 4, 2023 01:32 AM


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Name:
Dezo
Age:
3 Years
Gender:
Male
Rank:
Warrior
Desired Rank:
Warlord, Otherwise Content
Dominance Level:
3
Appearance:
[Credit: Windfuchs on DA]
Dezo is a creature of a truly goliath figure, a heavyset mountain of muscle, a beast, built like a multi-layered brick wall. While other wolves are quick and athletic, chasing prey, Dezo is often left to deliver the takedown, grab prey and drag it down with his pure weight. He's a warrior through and through, he might not be fast, but when he comes crashing into a fight like a ton of bricks, you know about it. Dezo hits, and he hits hard.

He stands at a massive 35 inches at the shoulder, standing above many around him, even with his head commonly hung low between his shoulders. His weight matches his massive height, weighing in at mid 170's lbs, fluctuating slightly depending on how fed or underfed he's been recently. He's got a large, broad head with slightly rounded ears, attached to a thick neck, thick shoulders, and a thick body.

His fur is a creamy shade of alabastor across his entire body, soft, thick and dense across his figure. It's a blessing in the cooler months, but a curse in the warmer months, even with his cooler summer coat. His eyes are a dark, almost glinted shade of amber, with a black nose and black pawpads.

Being a warrior of the mighty viking pack, as well as a son of the Earl and Lady, Dezo is nowhere near free of scars, despite his relatively young age. Scratches, tears where teeth got in and ripped down, bite marks. Some are worse than others, and he hasn't had any injuries that permanently disabled him, but his body is not free of scarring.
Personality:
Dezo is complex and multi-layered, selective with what he shows people and who knows what about him. Those that know of him but don't know him very well personally would only see what he presents; a quiet, cold-hearted and detached male of a brutish, violent nature. He willingly stands on the sidelines, allowing himself to be the imposing figure that silently watches.

As people get closer, he lets them in through layers. Really, he's generally a pretty chilled out guy, someone that rolls with the punches and takes whatever life throws at him. He takes lifes bullshit and lives with it, takes the cards he's dealt and works with them, picks up other people's broken pieces and makes it work. He's still generally quiet, but he's a hard worker, reliable and willing to put his all into the job.

Anyone could see that Dezo is protective. Of who? His family. Generally, emotions don't take too much of a hold of the young male. He's always been able to shove them aside pretty easily, shelve them and sort through them at a later point. But when it comes to hurting his family, those he cares for, the brute truly turns into that; a brute, a creature of violence, a whirldwind of fury.

Those that are extremely close to him, best friends, siblings, parents, would see another side to him completely. They'd see how much of a Mama's boy he is, how, even though quiet, he seems overall brighter around those he loves without prying eyes digging into his every move. He's entirely devoted to his siblings, his parents, and those he loves. He puts them above all, above even himself.
Backstory:
He was born and raised in the pack, and his mother is the Lady Nehir and his father the Earl Valdemar.
Crush:
None.
Mate:
None.
Pups:
None.
Kin:
Earl Valdemar and Lady Nehir are his parents.
Their children are his siblings.
Buffy specifically is his littermate.
Affiliations:
Valdemar | His Father
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Nehir | His Mother
His mother is very dear to the large male. As peaceful as he is, as quiet as he is, he finds himself often seeking her presence as one of comfort, maturity and security. He loves her, and, if the female asked, he would break his peaceful demeanor and attack without hesitation. Her advice is taken highly into consideration, her words taking place in his brain heavier than stones. He respects her, not for her rank, but for being his mother.

Buffy | His Littermate
Buffy is Dezo's closest sibling. He loves all of his siblings, yes, but Buffy is his littermate, and Dezo adores him. Dezo, while often peaceful and quiet, finds himself able to relax in the presence of his brother, and sometimes even finds himself talking more than a few words to the pale brute. While, yes, Buffy is impulsive and Dezo is often the one that has to control him, Dezo finds it endearing. As pups, they were often seen together, attached at the hip. To see one without the other was an oddity. Even now, they are often seen together, and Dezo often seeks his brother out for his comforting, if loud, presence. He knows, without a doubt, he would go feral for his brother if Buffy needed him to.

Other:
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Finished with Aliana!
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I'll be looking over everything later or tomorrow. Tis been a long day for me.

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