Tasteless
Boink Bean
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Personality:
History: *Not needed, But it would be nice*
Pack: *Crimson Valley Pack or NightWalker Pack*
Rank:
Appearance:
Details: *Scars, Breed, Certain markings*
Species: *Wolf/Dog/Hybrid*
Siblings:
Crush:
Mate:
Offspring:
Other: *Anything i missed*
***Refer to my chars, if there is any confusion in the skelly***
Name: Fang (Lone Wolf)
Age: Five Years Old
Gender: Brute
Personality: Fang is quiet and wise, He doesn't often Lash out at his pack, so when he does it can be quiet frightening. It can be difficult to find him, even though he leads a pack, he isn't often around giving him the nickname 'Lone Wolf', only when he is truly needed. His 'daughter' is often around, and keeps him informed, she knows exactly where to find him, He is extremely protective of her, and refuses to let her mate with any dog, or hybrid, even a purebred wolf if he doesn't feel he will protect her and love her right. He can become very hostile towards any creature that threatens her. He has even attacked pack members who pressed him too hard on her being a Hybrid. Other then that, He is usually calm and collected.
History:
My History? Hmph. Alright. I was born into a pack very, very far from here. It was a very rich, powerful pack of purebred wolves. I was the Alpha Male & Alpha Female's first born pup, I was indeed the largest, and calmest. My father saw me as a Mini-him, He taught me everything, How to fight the best, how to hunt, And how to lead our pack better then any wolf has. I was about Three years old, I had been names Beta about... 7 months before this. I was left at camp to guard the birthing den, where my new born siblings laid, sound asleep. It was when an elder approached me did i allow her to check the pups, Figuring it would be no harm, But i was mistaken. I then heard the pained cries of one of the pups, It turned my blood to ice in my veins. I turned and saw the smallest, And the only female body, dangling limp from the she-elder's jaws. The other two cowering in terror as they watched their sibling's blood drip from the she-wolf's maw. I felt my body go numb, then the world around my began to darken.
When i came too, The she-wolf was running towards my Father, she was badly injured, and trailed blood. She cowered behind him, "H-he went crazy!" It took me a few moments, before looking around, The three pups laid, lifeless, and bloody in the stained moss, "He attacked and killed the pups!" The pack let out gasps of shock, and growls of rage. "I tried to stop him, But-" My father cut her off with a furious growl, and it was directed towards me. He charged me, I stood, frozen from shock, i barely dodged his snapping jaws, I slid from his grip, His eyes were locked on my "Leave, Fang." I opened my mouth to protest, Yet he cut me off, "You are here by Exiled from this land!" I took a paw step back, i had only seen this once in my life, after a wolf had brutally murdered his own mother, "Kill him." He ordered the pack, and they all charged me. I was out-numbered, and fled the scene. I ran for days, i lost track of how many, i rarely stopped to eat or sleep. I came to a very lush land, I knew there were a few packs that wondered the land, I was weak. I was wondering aimlessly when i stumbled upon a gruesome scene, The bodies of two canines, slaughtered. Upon further investigation, i found a small she-pup curled into her mother's bloody body. Shocked, it took her, and escaped before the killers returned. It was a few weeks later we came upon a large pack, of powerful wolves. They invited us to join them, and we agreed. When they would ask, i would address the pup as my own, And no questions were asked. Eventually i was made Beta, and the Alpha fell ill, it didn't take long for him to die, we mourned for quiet awhile. I saw him as a second-father, since he openly accepted my into the pack, yet still, some of the pack members don't accept my as their leader.
Pack: Crimson Valley Pack
Rank: Alpha Male
Appearance:
Details: Fang has abnormally long fangs the protrude from his maw even if his jaw's are closed, He also has scars on his chest, throat, and a long scar traveling down the side of his face, and halfway down his muzzle.
Species: Grey-Wolf
Siblings: Dead
Crush: None
Mate: None
Offspring: Shasa *Adopted*
Other: None
Name: Shasa
Age: Two Years Old
Gender: Female
Personality: Shasa can be very rambunctious and curious of certain things, and mysterious wolves of the pack. She is easily distracted, and she is a hopeless romantic. She craves to be able to raise a family one day, If Fang would ever say yes to a wolf she likes. She loves to play and swim. She can take little things quite offensive at times, but tends to ignore negative energy.
Pack: Crimson Valley Pack
Rank: Hunter
Appearance:
Details: Sasha is almost blind in both eyes, resulting in their beautiful coloring. Yet she has an amazing sense of smell and hearing. She also holds a large scar that she attempts to hide, it travels down her shoulder to her flank.
Species: 'Wolf'
Siblings: Unknown
Crush: None
Mate: None
Offspring: None
Other: Nothing.
Name: Bigfoot
Age: Four years old
Gender: Brute
Personality: Bigfoot can be very cruel and unusually rude to most living creatures, Many are often afraid of him due to the scars that cover his muscular body, and face. He is very agile and quick on his large paws. He is quiet yet heroic at the same time, a great leader, yet due to his anger he often fights and is careful of rouge wolves due to his past, and that lead him to slaughter them where they stand.
History:
When i was younger... Only a few months old, i lived with a family that held my mother, father, and my three brothers and one sister. I was often excluded from their games, due to my being clumsy, my paws being too large for my smaller body. I wasn't very playful anyways, i wanted to adventure... But that's what led me to where i am today. I was out adventuring, even after my father told me not to go too far. I didn't listen... I venture quite far from the den in which we lived, until i came to a place that's air was stale with the scent of blood. Curiously, i continued on my journey, It didn't take long until i found the carcass of a massive elk, laying completely ripped apart. I joyfully went to it, Thinking if i brought back prey, my brothers and sisters would let me play with them once in awhile. I bit into the flesh and began to tug on the heavy carcass. i didn't move. so i grabbed one of his rotting legs, and attempted to tug it off. Eventually i was exhausted from all the pulling, It was about to break apart when i heard a stick break. I looked around and caught the bright, glowing eyes of a wolf, But not just one... But three.. black wolves.. Shocked, i took a step back, they were hunting me.. I was stealing their prey, and i was soon to becoming it too. I watched as they stepped from the shadows, their muzzles stained with the crimson blood of the unknown. I then began to run, as fast as my heavy paws could carry me. I let out a howl of pain as one of them bit into my hind quarters, They tossed my aside, laughing violently. Then one lunged again, She sunk her long fangs into the side of my face, tearing the left side of my face clean off, Leaving my eye, luckily. I watched, expecting death as they lunged again, This time a black streak hit the lunging wolf, and then the fighting began. It was my mother and father, They fought against these wolves, after a few moments, my mother ran toward my and picked me up, She ran for a distance before hiding me in a broken log. She then vanished. It was days... I laid in there.. cold.. hungry.. weak. Eventually i got strong enough to venture out, my wounds healing slowly. I limped towards where the den used to be, And was horrified, My siblings laid torn apart, and dead. Shocked i began to follow the faint scent of my mother, i came to the gruesome scene. er carcass laid beside my father's both slaughtered, and bloody. I then began to ran, i don't know how long i ran, but i came to the territory of NightWalker Pack, and they took me in and saved me. From then on i have given my life for this pack, and i have led it stronger then any others.
Pack: NightWalker Pack
Rank: Alpha Male
Appearance:
Details: Part of his face is ripped off, yet he can still through that eye, His chest has a massive scar covering it, as well as his back and side.
Species: German Shepherd.
Siblings: Dead
Crush: None
Mate: None
Offspring: Nope
Other: None.
Name: Alicia
Age: 4 years old
Gender: Female
Personality: Alicia can be cold, and rude towards other canines in her pack, She is very stealthy and fast on her paws. She has amazing vision and smell, her hearing is a little on the dull side, besides the negative things she is very gentle and loving towards any canine or wolf who can get close to her heart, yet she doesn't make that easy. She tries to keep to herself, and avoids love at all costs due to her past before Yet under her tough exterior she longs for a family one day.
Pack: NightWalker Pack
Rank: Lead Hunter/Fighter
Appearance:
Details: Alicia has bright blue eyes, with flecks of brown, as well as a small scar under her right eye.
Species: Wolf-Husky Hybrid.
Siblings: Unknown
Crush: None... Yet
Mate: None
Offspring: None... Yet
Other: Nope.
Age:
Gender:
Personality:
History: *Not needed, But it would be nice*
Pack: *Crimson Valley Pack or NightWalker Pack*
Rank:
Appearance:
Details: *Scars, Breed, Certain markings*
Species: *Wolf/Dog/Hybrid*
Siblings:
Crush:
Mate:
Offspring:
Other: *Anything i missed*
***Refer to my chars, if there is any confusion in the skelly***
Name: Fang (Lone Wolf)
Age: Five Years Old
Gender: Brute
Personality: Fang is quiet and wise, He doesn't often Lash out at his pack, so when he does it can be quiet frightening. It can be difficult to find him, even though he leads a pack, he isn't often around giving him the nickname 'Lone Wolf', only when he is truly needed. His 'daughter' is often around, and keeps him informed, she knows exactly where to find him, He is extremely protective of her, and refuses to let her mate with any dog, or hybrid, even a purebred wolf if he doesn't feel he will protect her and love her right. He can become very hostile towards any creature that threatens her. He has even attacked pack members who pressed him too hard on her being a Hybrid. Other then that, He is usually calm and collected.
History:
My History? Hmph. Alright. I was born into a pack very, very far from here. It was a very rich, powerful pack of purebred wolves. I was the Alpha Male & Alpha Female's first born pup, I was indeed the largest, and calmest. My father saw me as a Mini-him, He taught me everything, How to fight the best, how to hunt, And how to lead our pack better then any wolf has. I was about Three years old, I had been names Beta about... 7 months before this. I was left at camp to guard the birthing den, where my new born siblings laid, sound asleep. It was when an elder approached me did i allow her to check the pups, Figuring it would be no harm, But i was mistaken. I then heard the pained cries of one of the pups, It turned my blood to ice in my veins. I turned and saw the smallest, And the only female body, dangling limp from the she-elder's jaws. The other two cowering in terror as they watched their sibling's blood drip from the she-wolf's maw. I felt my body go numb, then the world around my began to darken.
When i came too, The she-wolf was running towards my Father, she was badly injured, and trailed blood. She cowered behind him, "H-he went crazy!" It took me a few moments, before looking around, The three pups laid, lifeless, and bloody in the stained moss, "He attacked and killed the pups!" The pack let out gasps of shock, and growls of rage. "I tried to stop him, But-" My father cut her off with a furious growl, and it was directed towards me. He charged me, I stood, frozen from shock, i barely dodged his snapping jaws, I slid from his grip, His eyes were locked on my "Leave, Fang." I opened my mouth to protest, Yet he cut me off, "You are here by Exiled from this land!" I took a paw step back, i had only seen this once in my life, after a wolf had brutally murdered his own mother, "Kill him." He ordered the pack, and they all charged me. I was out-numbered, and fled the scene. I ran for days, i lost track of how many, i rarely stopped to eat or sleep. I came to a very lush land, I knew there were a few packs that wondered the land, I was weak. I was wondering aimlessly when i stumbled upon a gruesome scene, The bodies of two canines, slaughtered. Upon further investigation, i found a small she-pup curled into her mother's bloody body. Shocked, it took her, and escaped before the killers returned. It was a few weeks later we came upon a large pack, of powerful wolves. They invited us to join them, and we agreed. When they would ask, i would address the pup as my own, And no questions were asked. Eventually i was made Beta, and the Alpha fell ill, it didn't take long for him to die, we mourned for quiet awhile. I saw him as a second-father, since he openly accepted my into the pack, yet still, some of the pack members don't accept my as their leader.
Pack: Crimson Valley Pack
Rank: Alpha Male
Appearance:
Details: Fang has abnormally long fangs the protrude from his maw even if his jaw's are closed, He also has scars on his chest, throat, and a long scar traveling down the side of his face, and halfway down his muzzle.
Species: Grey-Wolf
Siblings: Dead
Crush: None
Mate: None
Offspring: Shasa *Adopted*
Other: None
Name: Shasa
Age: Two Years Old
Gender: Female
Personality: Shasa can be very rambunctious and curious of certain things, and mysterious wolves of the pack. She is easily distracted, and she is a hopeless romantic. She craves to be able to raise a family one day, If Fang would ever say yes to a wolf she likes. She loves to play and swim. She can take little things quite offensive at times, but tends to ignore negative energy.
Pack: Crimson Valley Pack
Rank: Hunter
Appearance:
Details: Sasha is almost blind in both eyes, resulting in their beautiful coloring. Yet she has an amazing sense of smell and hearing. She also holds a large scar that she attempts to hide, it travels down her shoulder to her flank.
Species: 'Wolf'
Siblings: Unknown
Crush: None
Mate: None
Offspring: None
Other: Nothing.
Name: Bigfoot
Age: Four years old
Gender: Brute
Personality: Bigfoot can be very cruel and unusually rude to most living creatures, Many are often afraid of him due to the scars that cover his muscular body, and face. He is very agile and quick on his large paws. He is quiet yet heroic at the same time, a great leader, yet due to his anger he often fights and is careful of rouge wolves due to his past, and that lead him to slaughter them where they stand.
History:
When i was younger... Only a few months old, i lived with a family that held my mother, father, and my three brothers and one sister. I was often excluded from their games, due to my being clumsy, my paws being too large for my smaller body. I wasn't very playful anyways, i wanted to adventure... But that's what led me to where i am today. I was out adventuring, even after my father told me not to go too far. I didn't listen... I venture quite far from the den in which we lived, until i came to a place that's air was stale with the scent of blood. Curiously, i continued on my journey, It didn't take long until i found the carcass of a massive elk, laying completely ripped apart. I joyfully went to it, Thinking if i brought back prey, my brothers and sisters would let me play with them once in awhile. I bit into the flesh and began to tug on the heavy carcass. i didn't move. so i grabbed one of his rotting legs, and attempted to tug it off. Eventually i was exhausted from all the pulling, It was about to break apart when i heard a stick break. I looked around and caught the bright, glowing eyes of a wolf, But not just one... But three.. black wolves.. Shocked, i took a step back, they were hunting me.. I was stealing their prey, and i was soon to becoming it too. I watched as they stepped from the shadows, their muzzles stained with the crimson blood of the unknown. I then began to run, as fast as my heavy paws could carry me. I let out a howl of pain as one of them bit into my hind quarters, They tossed my aside, laughing violently. Then one lunged again, She sunk her long fangs into the side of my face, tearing the left side of my face clean off, Leaving my eye, luckily. I watched, expecting death as they lunged again, This time a black streak hit the lunging wolf, and then the fighting began. It was my mother and father, They fought against these wolves, after a few moments, my mother ran toward my and picked me up, She ran for a distance before hiding me in a broken log. She then vanished. It was days... I laid in there.. cold.. hungry.. weak. Eventually i got strong enough to venture out, my wounds healing slowly. I limped towards where the den used to be, And was horrified, My siblings laid torn apart, and dead. Shocked i began to follow the faint scent of my mother, i came to the gruesome scene. er carcass laid beside my father's both slaughtered, and bloody. I then began to ran, i don't know how long i ran, but i came to the territory of NightWalker Pack, and they took me in and saved me. From then on i have given my life for this pack, and i have led it stronger then any others.
Pack: NightWalker Pack
Rank: Alpha Male
Appearance:
Details: Part of his face is ripped off, yet he can still through that eye, His chest has a massive scar covering it, as well as his back and side.
Species: German Shepherd.
Siblings: Dead
Crush: None
Mate: None
Offspring: Nope
Other: None.
Name: Alicia
Age: 4 years old
Gender: Female
Personality: Alicia can be cold, and rude towards other canines in her pack, She is very stealthy and fast on her paws. She has amazing vision and smell, her hearing is a little on the dull side, besides the negative things she is very gentle and loving towards any canine or wolf who can get close to her heart, yet she doesn't make that easy. She tries to keep to herself, and avoids love at all costs due to her past before Yet under her tough exterior she longs for a family one day.
Pack: NightWalker Pack
Rank: Lead Hunter/Fighter
Appearance:
Details: Alicia has bright blue eyes, with flecks of brown, as well as a small scar under her right eye.
Species: Wolf-Husky Hybrid.
Siblings: Unknown
Crush: None... Yet
Mate: None
Offspring: None... Yet
Other: Nope.
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