Biography
Light blue ocean waves crashed against the warm golden sand, unearthing broken fragments of old shells. The bright morning sun glinted off the water, making it look like diamonds were floating across the surface. A soft ocean breeze ruffled the fur of a tawny wolf pup. His seafoam green eyes fixated on the horizon. Dying dune grass swayed around him, tickling his soft ears. Something odd rose from the depths of the ocean and rode the waves onto the shore. The male pup tilted his head in curiosity and rose from the sandy dunes. Slowly he approached the strange thing, water lapping at his paws. A brownish-red and white spiral shell tumbled in the tide. Not wanting the ocean to steal it back, the pup pulled it from the water and onto the dry sand. The pup's new prize was something from the depths of the ocean, the shell of a nautilus.
"What't that?" a voice sounding like honey and sunshine, said. The male pup jumped and spun around, facing the source of the melodic voice. The male pup gaped at a female wolf pup, her sand and white coloured coat reminding him of the moment when the ocean hits the sand. Their matching green eyes studied each other, guards still up. "So what is that?" The female asked again, motioning towards the shell. "Oh, I don't know I just found it." The male pup said pawing at the shell. He paused and looked at the stranger. "You're not from around here are you?" He questioned, something was telling him she was kind of lost. The female huffed and rolled her eyes. "No..." She said sitting in the sand. "I come from deep in the woods. I decided to go on a walk and somehow ended up here." She said eyeing the shell. The male looked from the shell to her. Picking it up he walked closer to her, placing it at her feet. "You can have it if you want. I have no use for it." He said with a shrug. Her eyes lit up at his words.
"Really?! Are you sure?" She said, her tail wagging, kicking up the sand. The male nodded and watched the female look around. "You're lost aren't you." He said bluntly. "How did you know?" She said, her eyes growing wide. The male pup chuckled and stood, walking past her. "Follow me, I can show you how to get home." He said with a grin. "Oh, my name's Orillion. What's yours?" he asked making small talk while they walked. "Oh how rude of me. My names Eurebon." She mumbled with the shell in her mouth.
The sun had passed it's peak and begun to set by the time they made it to the woods. "See anything familiar?" Orillion asked. They paused and Eurebon looked around. She squinted slightly peering at something in the distance. A large, old, oak tree stood towering above all the others. "Yeah! We go right of the tree and cross the stream then there's home." She said with a small jump. Eurebon began to walk but stopped when she noticed Orillion wasn't following her. "Aren't you coming?" She asked in a dispirited voice. Orillion looked back, where the ocean lay hidden by the trees. "I-I don't know." He said dejected. Orillion turned back to her when something soft touched his neck. Her nose was pressed there. "Please, there are no other wolves my age and I would like to have you around. You'll be welcomed and we can make day trips to the beach any time you want." She said with a pouty lip, batting her lashes. Orillion took a deep breath and rolled his shoulders as if preparing for a fight. "Well how can I say no to that face." He said rolling his eyes slightly. Orillion followed Eurebon through the dense woods, his eyes locking on the shell dangling from her mouth. A reminder of home, and where they first met.
This wolf bio was written by the talented Spirited Away | Pack Number 227576 | The gist of the Bio was my basic idea with pointers for Spirited Away as I've been too lazy to write
Breeding Info
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| Personality
Orillion is a soft spoken wolf but stubborn. He has a huge soft spot for Eurebon particularly since the pair of them grew up together as they were the only pups of The Misaki Pack. Orillion always chooses to have Eurebon by his side because of their close friendship. He sees her as the sister he always wished to have.
Preferences
Orillion prefers to spend his spare time reflecting down at the beach. Sometimes he watches his former pack play amongst themselves and wishes he was still there to have the seaside on his cave doorstep but he is thankful that Luminosa allowed him to join The Misaki Pack and enjoys the forest landscape.
Special Skills
Orillion is a speedy wolf. He's a little boulshy and tends to throw his weight around where he can so if it backfires on him he can turn tail and run from the scene.
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