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Name: (Nicknames optional, add in a different part below)
Age:
Gender:
Sexuality:
Pack: (Winson, Hendrix or loner)
Pack Position: (A list will be posted under this sheet of the available roles and who has claimed what in Winson, Hendrix and of course those who fit into neither)
Pureblood or halfblooded wolf: (Either you were born or turned?)
Mate: (If none leave empty or undecided)
Litter: (If none leave blank)
Wolf appearance:
Human appearance:
Personality:
Backstory: (optional, please at least try to give something short though)
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|| CURRENT spots and roles in rp list!! ||



Hendrix-
Alpha Male:
Alphas Mate:
Beta:
Beta's Mate:
Warrioir:
Hunter:
Healer:
Luna:
pups:
Omega:


Loners/Rogues- (Not too many at the start please)
'Awar' - Cosmos Cosmos

Council- (Must request to be a member!)
Council head:
Voice of the wolves:
Red - Cosmos Cosmos
High council:
Warrior General: AVAILABLE (1 spot)
Hunter General: AVAILABLE (1 spot)
Healer spokesperson:
Mission/Spies
Newcomers:


Winson-
Alpha Male:
Alpha's Mate's:
Warrior:
Hunter:
Beta:
Beta's Understudy: (In Winson beta's generally aren't allowed mates without earning them and even if so they aren't given a role itself, the understudy is that who will take over should the Beta fall protecting their alpha and or pack)
Healer:
Breeders:
Arisa - Cosmos Cosmos (Hendrix member)
pups: (future pups from Arisa)= Zee, Zendra- Cosmos Cosmos
Omega:

Humans- (WILL NOT BE AVAILABLE UNLESS REQUESTED IN DM FOR STORY REASONS)
 
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Name: Arisa Subaki Evenmoore Wulf
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Pack: Hendrix, however Winson has kidnapped and enslaved her for the past seven months.
Pack Position: 'captive' though in the other pack she has in a higher ranking role somewhat undecided, though leaning toward hunter or healer.
Pureblood or halfblooded wolf: Turned, HB.
Mate: None -
Litter: Currently pregnant with two - four pups.
Wolf and Human appearance:

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(Above, Current Human Form Appearance At Winson, Longer messy hair and far more beaten up and scratched however, also pregnant as listed below, below is her human form back at Hendrix and her wolf form, it's not quite that large and much less fluffy except for it's 'mane' the fluff around the face that puffs out)
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Personality:
Caring, motherly, compassionate, inquisitive, determined, reluctant, indecisive, rash, harsh, curious, pup like in terms of innocence, hopeful, optimistic, always sees the best in everyone or at the least tries to, hard working, strong willed, stubborn, kind hearted, overly brash, easily flustered, strong fighter, fighter, believer, lover, secretive, protective, loyal, will always carry a smile even in pain for those she cares about.
Backstory: Arisa was turned at a young age, five or six but she can still remember the pain, a wild or rogue had taken down her family from the edge of the town in the rangers house, she had always grown up with the native wolves, she can still remember the steering, burning hurt of her first transformation, taken in by Hendrix, lost and injured stumbling and collapsing in the woods, she grew up treating and learning them as family, always exploring and giggling along the way, a strong girl who was tough and destine for great things within the pack and for forming human relations, but upon turning sixteen was kidnapped by Winson one late evening and wasn't seen again, imprisoned and forcefully breed, becoming with child one month later and now caring the pups of either an unknown male, or the scarier and much more likely thought of their alpha, she's determined to escape and help the other wolves trapped with her there.
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Name:
Zee & Zendra

Age:
Fetus/Newborn

Gender:
Female (both)

Sexuality:
Unknown.

Pack:
Born in either pack, undecided.

Pack Position:
pups

Pureblood or halfblooded wolf:
Halfblooded, born

Mate:
-

Family:
Arisa - Mother

Wolf appearance:

Zendra-
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Zee-
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Human appearance:

Zendra- (ignore the dragon haha, generally has hair cut shorter)
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Zee - (Black and white hair, imagine the blue as the white parts and the white sections as the black in the photo below, blue eyes)
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Personality:
Will develop later on but Zee is very free spirited and fun loving and Zendra acts a little more tough and quiet, but a loving baby at heart.

Backstory:
Arisa's pups, their story is yet to be created.
 
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Name:
Redrin Sutaro

Nickname(/s):
Red

Age:
37

Gender:
Female

Sexuality:
Bisexual, leaning more towards heterosexual.

Pack:
Council. - a.k.a no pack really -

Pack Position:
The Voice Of The Wolves, A Head Of Council

Pureblood or halfblooded wolf:
pureblood

Mate:
None currently, she used to have a mate.

Litter:
None that she knows of, haha.

Wolf appearance:
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Human appearance:
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Personality:
Stern, caring, tough lover, cheerful, smug, confident, demanding presence, perceptive, decisive, resilient, thorough thinker, planer, responsible, motherly, big sister type of behaviour, hair ruffler.

Backstory:
//Secret//
 
Name:
'Awar' The only human word she can say upon the beginning of the rp.

Age:
Unknown.

Gender:
Female

Sexuality:
Bisexual when in heat but otherwise Lesbian entirely.

Pack:
Loner, rogue.

Pack Position:
None.

Pureblood or halfblooded wolf:
//Unknown// Seems oddly pure for a wild.

Mate:
Undecided as of current times.

Litter:
None.

Wolf appearance:
(Her fur is a much darker and rougher shade and texture, she's large and intimidating, easily the size of your average Beta)
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Human appearance:
(barely ever shifts to human, if so mainly on accident, her eyes are heterochromic in both forms)
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Personality:
Beastial, protective, territorial, rash, stubborn, strong, relentless, brave, confident, curious, apprehensive, fighter, on edge, loyal, confused, wolfish.

Information:
'Araw' is a wild wolf it appears, she has little human senses even for that of a normal wild and seems to be oblivious to almost everything, acting mainly on instinct, she's seemingly appeared from nowhere and currently roaming on Hendrix territory close to Winsons boarder, she understands little to no english but is a strong and capable fighter, her multicoloured eyes are a unique giveaway, in human form she's tall and slender with a muscular build, though when turning almost seems to do so on accident and will refuse to wear clothes and is terrified of non meat foods and humans.

Backstory:
"Some memories- are best left forgotten, and then some memories we choose to forget, because to remember would cause you to loose everything you work so hard to find."
[massive plot spoilers so sorry guys no deets for ya haha this time]
 

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    Name: Styx Kagore

    Age: 24

    Gender: Male

    Sexuality: Straight

    Pack: Winson

    Pack Position: Alpha

    Pureblood or halfblooded wolf: Pureblood

    Mate: Any female he wants

    Litter: Probably a few litters of the pack are his own, due to him often picking on the breeding females (If anyone wants pups to be his, just say so ;) )

    Wolf appearance:
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    Personality: Not at all known for being sane, Styx is a violent creature who takes what he wants. He commands the pack, his pack, with an iron paw, often happily punishing anyone who defies his word. He's unlikely to ever take a single mate that he loves, for he sees love as a weakness, and will instead drag females with him whenever he wishes to. He doesn't care if the pups are his or not, if they are weak he is likely to kill them, or use them against the mothers for blackmail. He is always itching for a fight, and truly believes that they should act like the monsters they are, taking great pleasure in hunting down any human or intruder on his territory. He's very possessive of both his territory and his pack.

    Backstory: Born into the pack from an Omega's litter, the son of the previous Alpha, Styx grew up with violent tendencies, often attacking the other pups in his litter. He became a fierce fighter as he grew, and certainly was someone no one wished to get in the way of. When the Beta mysteriously died, Styx was quick to take his place, fighting anyone who wished to challenge him. It was barely a few weeks later when Styx challenged the old Alpha, his own father, viciously attacking and killing him, and taking his place. His scars, covering his body in both human and wolf form, are from his many fights.
 

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    Name: Styx Kagore

    Age: 24

    Gender: Male

    Sexuality: Straight

    Pack: Winson

    Pack Position: Alpha

    Pureblood or halfblooded wolf: Pureblood

    Mate: Any female he wants

    Litter: Probably a few litters of the pack are his own, due to him often picking on the breeding females (If anyone wants pups to be his, just say so ;) )

    Wolf appearance:
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    Personality: Not at all known for being sane, Styx is a violent creature who takes what he wants. He commands the pack, his pack, with an iron paw, often happily punishing anyone who defies his word. He's unlikely to ever take a single mate that he loves, for he sees love as a weakness, and will instead drag females with him whenever he wishes to. He doesn't care if the pups are his or not, if they are weak he is likely to kill them, or use them against the mothers for blackmail. He is always itching for a fight, and truly believes that they should act like the monsters they are, taking great pleasure in hunting down any human or intruder on his territory. He's very possessive of both his territory and his pack.

    Backstory: Born into the pack from an Omega's litter, the son of the previous Alpha, Styx grew up with violent tendencies, often attacking the other pups in his litter. He became a fierce fighter as he grew, and certainly was someone no one wished to get in the way of. When the Beta mysteriously died, Styx was quick to take his place, fighting anyone who wished to challenge him. It was barely a few weeks later when Styx challenged the old Alpha, his own father, viciously attacking and killing him, and taking his place. His scars, covering his body in both human and wolf form, are from his many fights.
accepted!! again
 
Name: Haec Sane (Hi-Ek Sah-neh)

Age: 28

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Straight

Pack: Hendrix

Pack Position: Alpha

Pureblood or halfblooded wolf: Pureblood

Mate: N/A

Litter: N/A

Wolf appearance:
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Human appearance:
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Noticeable Characteristics: Haec harbors several scars on his chest and back from his days of combat, most of which span in great size. He has also decorated himself with a sleeve tattoo that spans the entirety of his left arm, as well as a loop of small jade prayer beads that he uses to tie his hair back.

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Personality: Haec is easily summarized as Caring, Kind, Respectful, Level Headed, and blessed with a Warriors Heart. He puts his pack above all else and will do everything and anything to keep them safe, even to the point of putting his own life at risk. Every soul belonging to those he leads is perceived as precious and in-expendable. Toward others he does not put himself on the pedestal of a hierarchy, and instead thinks all others in his pack to be his equals. Friends instead of inferiors, Family instead of subordinates. Though one thing that can be easily noted is his soft spot for the Newborns and Pups, of which he is always proud to accept them into the pack be they weak or mighty. Should a struggling mother need a some time to herself, he is all too willing to venture with the little cubs, playing with them and from the get go letting them know that he is to be trusted by them.

In most situations, Haec is perfect at keeping his head in the right state of mind, as not to let his emotions interfere with his decisions or combat. He accepts challenges and struggles with open arms, knowing full well that his mind will never break when greeted with potential stress or anger. At the most he’ll be a little more stern than usual, with his mind all too focused on the tasks at hand. But he’ll always do his best to insure that he never treats those close to him unkindly. Though in truth, no individual is perfect. Should he ever be faced with extreme cases of strife or rage, he can tend to lash out at anyone who crosses him. However he’ll always be quick to apologize afterwards.

Respect runs much deeper than Haec’s own pack, as he will treat any werewolf or individual with the utmost courtesy unless they give him a reason not to. There are few that he will never give a chance at kindness, that being those who pose a threat to himself and his pack, or higher ups belonging to the Winson band. With these select few he’s always prepared to fight, no matter what the outcome might be. Though given that he started out as a warrior, his chances in a fight are usually good.

Backstory:

Haec was born as the sole survivor of a litter of pups that succumbed to disease and unforeseen cases of infant death. He too was thought to suffer the same fate, however his soul willed through the sickness. Though it left him at a disadvantage, being rather weak after his recovery. He grew up with dreams of being strong and proud, much like his father Iro who was the Alpha of Hendrix at the time. For years he suffered torment and taunting from the other cubs and adolescents, calling him disposable and worthless. It pained him, yet at the same time it drove him be the Alpha he is now.

Both in human and wolf form, Haec trainer himself to the fullest potential he could muster, all in the name of doing his bloodline proud and being a worthy candidate for a future Alpha of Hendrix. He grew in stature and weight, which transferred over effortlessly into his canine form. Large and well built, he had finally overcome the very first trial life has thrown at him since the very beginning of his existence. Due to his work and dedication to improvement, he was accepted as a warrior for his pack and did fight for many years in order to defend everyone whom his father watched over.

However, as is the law of nature, in the end everything returns to the soil. During a routine scout of the surrounding territory, Haec, Iro, and a handful of other warriors were ambushed by a cluster of rogue wolves of unknown origin (Haec presumes they were either Winson members, or Loners influences by their ways). They fought valiantly, seemingly having the upper hand for the entire confrontation, until one of the rogues caught Iro at the throat and did crush it. It seemed his life was all they had come for, and they did scamper off, leaving the Alpha to slowly suffocate as his son and warriors could to nothing but watch.

After a heart wrenching burial, and customs for the dead, a question was unsurprisingly brought up soon afterward. Who would now take the place as Alpha amongst the pack? Haec wishes to take that place, despite how young he was, but knew that the Beta had arguably just as much right to the position as he did. Others also wished to challenge for the position, thinking themselves worthy candidates despite some of their lack of relation to the pure bloodlines. In the end it resorted to a contest of Haec and the Beta fighting the challengers, and eventually one another. Long story short, Haec came out on top as he did fight honorably against his fellow youth and strong elders. He did so without murder or extreme violence, proving his pure heart and (even in competition) love for his pack. Thus, Haec was to be deemed the Alpha for the Hendrix pack and has led valiantly ever since.
 
Name: Haec Sane (Hi-Ek Sah-neh)

Age: 28

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Straight

Pack: Hendrix

Pack Position: Alpha

Pureblood or halfblooded wolf: Pureblood

Mate: N/A

Litter: N/A

Wolf appearance:
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Human appearance:
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Noticeable Characteristics: Haec harbors several scars on his chest and back from his days of combat, most of which span in great size. He has also decorated himself with a sleeve tattoo that spans the entirety of his left arm, as well as a loop of small jade prayer beads that he uses to tie his hair back.


Personality: Haec is easily summarized as Caring, Kind, Respectful, Level Headed, and blessed with a Warriors Heart. He puts his pack above all else and will do everything and anything to keep them safe, even to the point of putting his own life at risk. Every soul belonging to those he leads is perceived as precious and in-expendable. Toward others he does not put himself on the pedestal of a hierarchy, and instead thinks all others in his pack to be his equals. Friends instead of inferiors, Family instead of subordinates. Though one thing that can be easily noted is his soft spot for the Newborns and Pups, of which he is always proud to accept them into the pack be they weak or mighty. Should a struggling mother need a some time to herself, he is all too willing to venture with the little cubs, playing with them and from the get go letting them know that he is to be trusted by them.

In most situations, Haec is perfect at keeping his head in the right state of mind, as not to let his emotions interfere with his decisions or combat. He accepts challenges and struggles with open arms, knowing full well that his mind will never break when greeted with potential stress or anger. At the most he’ll be a little more stern than usual, with his mind all too focused on the tasks at hand. But he’ll always do his best to insure that he never treats those close to him unkindly. Though in truth, no individual is perfect. Should he ever be faced with extreme cases of strife or rage, he can tend to lash out at anyone who crosses him. However he’ll always be quick to apologize afterwards.

Respect runs much deeper than Haec’s own pack, as he will treat any werewolf or individual with the utmost courtesy unless they give him a reason not to. There are few that he will never give a chance at kindness, that being those who pose a threat to himself and his pack, or higher ups belonging to the Winson band. With these select few he’s always prepared to fight, no matter what the outcome might be. Though given that he started out as a warrior, his chances in a fight are usually good.

Backstory:

Haec was born as the sole survivor of a litter of pups that succumbed to disease and unforeseen cases of infant death. He too was thought to suffer the same fate, however his soul willed through the sickness. Though it left him at a disadvantage, being rather weak after his recovery. He grew up with dreams of being strong and proud, much like his father Iro who was the Alpha of Hendrix at the time. For years he suffered torment and taunting from the other cubs and adolescents, calling him disposable and worthless. It pained him, yet at the same time it drove him be the Alpha he is now.

Both in human and wolf form, Haec trainer himself to the fullest potential he could muster, all in the name of doing his bloodline proud and being a worthy candidate for a future Alpha of Hendrix. He grew in stature and weight, which transferred over effortlessly into his canine form. Large and well built, he had finally overcome the very first trial life has thrown at him since the very beginning of his existence. Due to his work and dedication to improvement, he was accepted as a warrior for his pack and did fight for many years in order to defend everyone whom his father watched over.

However, as is the law of nature, in the end everything returns to the soil. During a routine scout of the surrounding territory, Haec, Iro, and a handful of other warriors were ambushed by a cluster of rogue wolves of unknown origin (Haec presumes they were either Winson members, or Loners influences by their ways). They fought valiantly, seemingly having the upper hand for the entire confrontation, until one of the rogues caught Iro at the throat and did crush it. It seemed his life was all they had come for, and they did scamper off, leaving the Alpha to slowly suffocate as his son and warriors could to nothing but watch.

After a heart wrenching burial, and customs for the dead, a question was unsurprisingly brought up soon afterward. Who would now take the place as Alpha amongst the pack? Haec wishes to take that place, despite how young he was, but knew that the Beta had arguably just as much right to the position as he did. Others also wished to challenge for the position, thinking themselves worthy candidates despite some of their lack of relation to the pure bloodlines. In the end it resorted to a contest of Haec and the Beta fighting the challengers, and eventually one another. Long story short, Haec came out on top as he did fight honorably against his fellow youth and strong elders. He did so without murder or extreme violence, proving his pure heart and (even in competition) love for his pack. Thus, Haec was to be deemed the Alpha for the Hendrix pack and has led valiantly ever since.
accepted!! yaay
 
Name: Eira Valda

Age: 22

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Bisexual

Pack: Winson

Pack Position: Beta

Pureblood or halfblooded wolf: Pureblood

Mate: N/A

Litter: N/A

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Personality: Eira is a cold and calculating woman, she trusts no one and is always looking for what their words and actions truly mean. She's smart and always tries to be two steps ahead of whatever is going on. Eira is distant from almost everyone but she pays close attention to what everyone is saying, she has a reservoir of secrets and rumors about everyone she waits to use as potential blackmail. She has no patience for naivety and will tear down anyone who spouts off false fantasies with cold reality, She waivers to no one and if she bends to their will it means she has a plan, her survival is her only priority. That said if someone manages to worm their way into her heart she will become fiercely loyal and protective of them, she may never vocalize her affection but her actions will speak louder.

Backstory: Years ago when she was young, she dreamed of romance and adventure. She loved the pack she was born into, but when a mysterious alpha approached her spouting off sweet nothings and promises of a life as his mate she went without a second thought. He would reveal his true self quickly, a cruel twisted soul who enjoyed power and cruelty. It had taken little time to all but break the 12 year old Eira who became a numb shell obediently following his every command. That changed after she bore him three beautiful pups, she fell in love with them the moment she saw them and they brought a new hope for her future. A year later they became sick with a common sickness, one they would all recover from within the week. However the alpha decided that no blood of his should show any weakness, and as the pack held her back the alpha killed her children with a grin. Eira mourned for them, but more than that a fire had been lit inside of her that demanded revenge. She waited 8 long months, playing along and acting as the lifeless doll she had been before her chance at revenge opened. The alpha had underestimated her and when his guard was down she killed him slowly, covered in his blood she left the pack and began her years long wander. However despite how much she distrusted everything, she knew that there was safety in numbers and thus forth joined a new pack.
 
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Name: Eira Valda

Age: 22

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Bisexual

Pack: Winson

Pack Position: (A list will be posted under this sheet of the available roles and who has claimed what in Winson, Hendrix and of course those who fit into neither)

Pureblood or halfblooded wolf: Pureblood

Mate: N/A

Litter: N/A

Wolf appearance: View attachment 571510
Human appearance: View attachment 571511

Personality: Eira is a cold and calculating woman, she trusts no one and is always looking for what their words and actions truly mean. She's smart and always tries to be two steps ahead of whatever is going on. Eira is distant from almost everyone but she pays close attention to what everyone is saying, she has a reservoir of secrets and rumors about everyone she waits to use as potential blackmail. She has no patience for naivety and will tear down anyone who spouts off false fantasies with cold reality, She waivers to no one and if she bends to their will it means she has a plan, her survival is her only priority. That said if someone manages to worm their way into her heart she will become fiercely loyal and protective of them, she may never vocalize her affection but her actions will speak louder.

Backstory: Years ago when she was young, she dreamed of romance and adventure. She loved the pack she was born into, but when a mysterious alpha approached her spouting off sweet nothings and promises of a life as his mate she went without a second thought. He would reveal his true self quickly, a cruel twisted soul who enjoyed power and cruelty. It had taken little time to all but break the 12 year old Eira who became a numb shell obediently following his every command. That changed after she bore him three beautiful pups, she fell in love with them the moment she saw them and they brought a new hope for her future. A year later they became sick with a common sickness, one they would all recover from within the week. However the alpha decided that no blood of his should show any weakness, and as the pack held her back the alpha killed her children with a grin. Eira mourned for them, but more than that a fire had been lit inside of her that demanded revenge. She waited 8 long months, playing along and acting as the lifeless doll she had been before her chance at revenge opened. The alpha had underestimated her and when his guard was down she killed him slowly, covered in his blood she left the pack and began her years long wander. However despite how much she distrusted everything, she knew that there was safety in numbers and thus forth joined a new pack.
poor baby //QwQ dark though XD haha, anyhow add a pack position then you're accepted!!
 
Name: Pernell Wolfgang
Nickname(s): Pernie
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual, leaning towards homosexual
Pack: Winson
Pack Position: Omega
Pureblood or halfblooded wolf: Turned, HB
Mate: None
Litter: N/A
Appearance:
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Physical Traits:
Pernell has earned his fair share of scars across his ribs and back as punishment for his defiance in the past, back when he had been turned and had no idea what was going on, and more later on, due to being constantly roughed up by others for fun. Pernie, however, seems somewhat proud of them. He considers them a testament to his inability to be truly broken. He still defies others in little ways. Along with that, Pernie seems a bit lacking in physical strength and weight in comparison to other wolves.

Personality:
Ever since the change, Pernell has been more of the wary type, though he kept some of his old perks. For starters, Pernie used to be the the humorous one in his little group of friends, though his antics were often ignored. Even back then, he was always a bit timid, though he always came around eventually if you were friendly enough. Nowadays, he's still most of these things, though more timid than before. He also developed a bit of a sarcastic streak ever since being turned, despite knowing he could easily be subdued if another felt like doing so. He's submissive, but is still known to give a little lip to those with higher ranks just for the fun of it. Pernie likes to see how far he can push a wolf before they snap at him. Still, it's usually all for laughs. Usually. Pernie still jokes around. Sometimes.

Backstory:
Pernie seemed to be an omega ever before he was turned. At home, as a kid, he was the youngest, weakest child, always chided for not being like his better, smarter siblings. At school, he was always last picked, last in line, and always talked down. Wolfgang didn't let any of this get him down, though. Instead, he developed a sense of humor to cope. Laughed off jeering and insults. Smiled along with the other outcasts in school. He made it work. Even when the bad luck followed him to adulthood, Pernie kept on smiling. Because jokes were what kept him going.

It all changed the day he got turned, though. He was 16 when he was attacked by a lone Winson wolf, and no one was there to save him. No one even searched afterwards. That was what set Pernie off. He'd dealt with the world the best way he could, and made friends whenever possible. But when he was in a pickle, they were nowhere to be found. Pernie was quickly cast out into the wild once it was determined that he could be of no use to their pack. For years, Pernell wandered in the wilderness, becoming weak and thin due to his inability to properly hunt, losing his former self. Finally, when it seemed as if it was over for him, he came across the Winson pack again. It was only for the amusement of the pack that Pernie was allowed back in. They'd bulk him up a little, just so that he wasn't a toothpick waiting to be snapped, but besides that, Pernie was nothing more than a training dummy for some, and a plaything for others. He remains like this today. Still, despite all that, Pernie jokes and laughs, albeit a little less now, to keep himself going.
 
Name: Pernell Wolfgang
Nickname(s): Pernie
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual, leaning towards homosexual
Pack: Winson
Pack Position: Omega
Pureblood or halfblooded wolf: Turned, HB
Mate: None
Litter: N/A
Appearance:

Physical Traits:
Pernell has earned his fair share of scars across his ribs and back as punishment for his defiance in the past, back when he had been turned and had no idea what was going on, and more later on, due to being constantly roughed up by others for fun. Pernie, however, seems somewhat proud of them. He considers them a testament to his inability to be truly broken. He still defies others in little ways. Along with that, Pernie seems a bit lacking in physical strength and weight in comparison to other wolves.

Personality:
Ever since the change, Pernell has been more of the wary type, though he kept some of his old perks. For starters, Pernie used to be the the humorous one in his little group of friends, though his antics were often ignored. Even back then, he was always a bit timid, though he always came around eventually if you were friendly enough. Nowadays, he's still most of these things, though more timid than before. He also developed a bit of a sarcastic streak ever since being turned, despite knowing he could easily be subdued if another felt like doing so. He's submissive, but is still known to give a little lip to those with higher ranks just for the fun of it. Pernie likes to see how far he can push a wolf before they snap at him. Still, it's usually all for laughs. Usually. Pernie still jokes around. Sometimes.

Backstory:
Pernie seemed to be an omega ever before he was turned. At home, as a kid, he was the youngest, weakest child, always chided for not being like his better, smarter siblings. At school, he was always last picked, last in line, and always talked down. Wolfgang didn't let any of this get him down, though. Instead, he developed a sense of humor to cope. Laughed off jeering and insults. Smiled along with the other outcasts in school. He made it work. Even when the bad luck followed him to adulthood, Pernie kept on smiling. Because jokes were what kept him going.

It all changed the day he got turned, though. He was 16 when he was attacked by a lone Winson wolf, and no one was there to save him. No one even searched afterwards. That was what set Pernie off. He'd dealt with the world the best way he could, and made friends whenever possible. But when he was in a pickle, they were nowhere to be found. Pernie was quickly cast out into the wild once it was determined that he could be of no use to their pack. For years, Pernell wandered in the wilderness, becoming weak and thin due to his inability to properly hunt, losing his former self. Finally, when it seemed as if it was over for him, he came across the Winson pack again. It was only for the amusement of the pack that Pernie was allowed back in. They'd bulk him up a little, just so that he wasn't a toothpick waiting to be snapped, but besides that, Pernie was nothing more than a training dummy for some, and a plaything for others. He remains like this today. Still, despite all that, Pernie jokes and laughs, albeit a little less now, to keep himself going.
Awwwww, poor baby!! accepted. (hope he makes some friends) :3
 

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