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appzy
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Post by appzy on May 23, 2017 20:51:09 GMT -5
the legend; the beginning of the wolf shifters. it was peaceful time. the world was flourishing, flora and fauna alike. it was a time that not many impeded on mother nature's way of life; she was respected, perhaps honored even. she was the unspoken ruler of this time and all those who walked upon her grounds.
rumor had it that her direct descendants were of a witch origin. they were the ones who were the most in touch with all that earth had to offer -- the five elements: earth, wind, fire, water, and spirit. they were as beautiful as they were dangerous; these witches were the protectors of the earth, mother nature granted them an unbelievable amount of power ... which was a mistake that she would soon regret.
many of her witch children lived in harmony with humans; they were often spoken highly of, as they could help heal those who were injured; they could help those who were sick; they could pray to mother nature to bargain with the tribes and clans of humans -- so they would not be without, such as water and food.
however, greed is not only found in humans but witches as well. feuds started to break out -- some witches became quite power hungry, threatening to kill other clans, and their witches, to gain power. some witches only wanted peace, sheltering their village behind their powers. one male witch wanted nothing more than to gain all the power he could, which drove him to start destroying all the humans in their way, regardless if they harbored witch. he became obsessed, dishonoring what it meant to be a witch.
another witch, a female witch, was very much in love with her human friends and the village she had come to live in. she was a very strong witch, but not strong enough to protect herself against the rising power of the male witch, who was only coming closer and closer to her village -- his threats were eminent, he would destroy them as well as herself. she feared, not for her life, but for her community.
she made a rash decision, one that would affect life for generations and generations later. this witch was strong, strong enough to perform one last spell. it took her many days to convince herself that this was the only way to save the village.
she performed a curse, a blessing, and a spell -- all wrapped up in one. during one of their festivals, she slipped it into all her friends drinks. it was the night of a full moon; it was a lunar event powerful enough to harbor such a powerful spell. she performed the spell, knowing that the dangerous male would be coming by dawn. it was their last chance. that night, the village changed forever.
by the end of the spell, all her friends were no longer standing. they were all on their hands and knees, screaming in agony. it was only a moment of pain before beautiful, very large, wolves stood before her. she explained why she did what she did, letting them know that this was the only way they would survive the attack.
the fight was almost unbearable; many lost their lives, too much blood was spilled but the male witch was dead by the end of the night.
however, the female witch did not make it through the fight either -- she used too much power, was too weak to defend herself against the danger. she explained, in her last breath, that she was sorry but this spell would not go away. this was a permanent solution to protect the village; it was a gene that would be passed through generations, never fading but rather growing stronger. it was necessary, or everyone would have died.
now, hundreds and hundreds of years later, the wolf shifters still roam the world today.
shifters and their way of life. shifters. they are not humans; they are not wolves. they are the perfect blend of the two mammals. they live in harmony with each other, each their own being but both in the same body. when a shifter is in their human form, they can still feel the presence of their wolf form; when they are in wolf form, they are able to shift back because the human is not riding too far below the service. each shifter has a different tolerance of their two beings, some prefer their human forms more and others their wolf form. some have no control over their wolf, while others are at complete peace with their wolf. its a spectrum so wide, that every shifter is different. no human, no wolf, and now shifter is the same.
shifters live in a pack, just as normal wolf would. they live by the same hierarchy as the wild wolves do, as well. its actually quite impressive that over so many generations, they have adapted both a human way of life healthily mixed with that of the wolves. the [ name of ] pack is no different.
AN ALPHA. a male alpha. the alpha fights for their position, accepting any challenge that is thrown at him. luckily for him, the pack is at complete peace with him as their alpha. he is the leader. he is the face of the pack. A BETA. a male beta. he did not fight for position but rather earned it, given the title from the alpha. the second in command. he is truly responsible for his pack's well being; he is the mediator, the one who fixes problems. A HEAD ENFORCER. a male head enforcer. he was trained to be the best of their fighters; he is the head protector, if you to call it that. he trains the rest of the wolves when they want to be an enforcer. the training is brutal, hard and some fail at becoming an enforcer. he is, as cliche as it is, the third in command. ENFORCERS. they can be any gender, but dominantly male; this is because of said training above. there is a small number of them, usually. they are the wolves who protect the pack; they are the fighters. they patrol the territory, and they will give their life for their pack. THE HEALER. a female wolf is granted healing powers. strange, but being able to turn into a wolf is strange too. there is only one healer per pack. this healer heals wounds by taking the pain herself; this pain only last for a few moments, but if the wounds are severe enough -- she can black out by said healing. its not completely dangerous as the wounds she heals can never kill her but they make her weak. she can heal only portions of the wounds or all of them, depending on how many may be wounded at a time -- if they were in a battler unplanned fight. THE SEER. this can be either a male or a female. another strange set of powers can be granted to a particular wolf. there is only one seer per pack. they are the wolves that can see the future, of anyone they are involved with -- they majority see the future of their own pack, the pack members who are personally affected. however, they do not see everything and have no control over their visions -- they happen when they happen. some people dislike the seers, thinking they abuse their powers and others like that there is some sort of safety net within their pack. THE REST OF THE PACK. they do not have a given name, a given title, because their roles vary. they can be either male or female. some of the wolves that do the cooking; some of the wolves are positioned at the front gates; some of the wolves are in the pack are tech savvy; some of the wolves are weaker than others, they just keep the pack running when the others are gone on business or protecting. there is a need for every type of wolf, it wouldn't be a pack if it had no variety.
just like in a normal wolf pack, there are DOMINANT wolves and SUBMISSIVE wolves. there needs to be a balance in the pack. a pack with only dominant wolves would not work out, as the same with a pack of only submissive wolves.
a dominant wolf is a wolf that is inherently stronger, not mentally but physically. they are the wolves that can make another wolf submit, as long as they are "weaker" than the dominating wolf. there are levels of dominant wolves; they can be barely dominant, not being able to make any wolf submit, or they can be an alpha's alpha, who is usually an alpha and the strongest dominant. dominant wolves cannot be forced to submit, unless like stated before, by someone lesser than them. this does not mean that they are controlling, but they are safe knowing that their positions cannot be forced from them. anyways, a dominating wolf is not only a stronger wolf but they also tend to have stronger personalities.
a submissive wolf is normal wolf, when it comes to being in a pack. they are the ones that can be forced to submit if a dominant wolf so demands it. they are weaker only in the physical sense, but not in the mental state. sometimes, a submissive wolf is quite strong in the mind when a dominant is not quite as much. however, submissive wolfs are not controlled in this pack, maybe other packs but not this one. they are respected, knowing that just nature's way of keeping peace. majority of the submissive are more easy going than dominant wolves; they tend to be a little more carefree and graceful. this does not mean that they aren't spunky in their own way.
now, let's talk about MATING. wolves mate for life. shifters mate for life. a mate is the true love of a wolf who holds the other half of their soul and shares intense passion for their other half. these shifters refer them to as a true mate.
however, it is possible for wolves to not recognize their true mate right on the spot. a true mate bond is a mental bond, a bond that can be blocked by a million different things. a wolf may not know another is their true mate, mentally, but they will feel the physical desire and pull towards said wolf.
once a bond is recognized between the two shifters, there are three stages it must go through to become a complete mating bond. the initiation happens when both wolves accept the mating bond -- claiming each other with a permanent bite mark where everyone can see. then, acceptance is the new step. two shifters can mate but not completely share everything with each other, to complete the acceptance, they must allow nothing to block the bond. they must accept everything of each other. the last stage is the completion. this is when the bond fully snaps in place. they can talk to each other, over a mating link, as well as share energy and strength, quite helpful in a battle. a mating bond is the most powerful thing in the shifter world.
now, a shifter may never met their true mate and they decide to imprint with another. an imprinting bond works the same way as the mating bond, but the only difference is its just not nearly as strong. some wolves decide to imprint with another because, one their true mate died before they could mate [ usually too young to mate ] or two, they do not want to wait around for a true mate that may never come around.
now both of these bonds, true and imprinting, create quite a possessive streak in both of the paired wolf. males don't want their females to be touched, and a female does not want a male being touched by other females. it is a dangerous game. the less complete the bond is, the more possessive they contain. when the mating bond is complete, the possessiveness does not go away completely but it is tamed -- however, every wolf is different. some are more feral than others, some are more understanding than others. it all depends on the mated pair.
now, the downfall of the mating/imprinting bond ... once these wolves have completed their mating bond, they are as strong as they are vulnerable. if one wolf of the mating pair is killed, it is very hard for the other one to survive, especially if the mating bond is very strong. if the bond is only partially complete, there is higher chance of survival. there are rare times when the surviving wolf actually survives the severing of the mating bond, but it is a very hard process. they usually have to completely focus on something else, such as pups or the pack itself -- sometimes that is just not enough.
these shifters do not roam freely. they live in packs, packs that "regulated" by a shifter council. the council members, all different ages, are not a part of any pack, their ties to their birth packs are severed when they are chosen for a council spot. they are supposed to be unbiased, supposed to be fair to all packs, but that is not always the case. just as the human government is corrupted, so is the council. they are trusted to fix matters, and sometimes, these problems are not fixed. no matter the feelings towards the council, they are still the shifter's government. the council is made up of twenty shifters, because there are packs all over the united states - and the large the council, the more pull they have no matter where they are. there is always at least two council members at a pack/council meeting.
now every shifter pack is different. some are easy going, some are power hungry, some are protective, and some are unknown, hidden from others. the dynamics between the packs are mainly determined by their alpha. some packs have many, many alliances, where some packs don't have any alliances at all. some packs seem to have more pull with the council than others, but that cannot be proven, however quite rumored between the packs. THE STERLING PACK is not known for having many alliances because of the current alpha [ read alpha's description to understand ]. maybe that will change, maybe it won't, but at least the pack is stronger than ever.
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Heterosexual
appzy
pity those who don't feel anything at all.
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Post by appzy on May 28, 2017 15:36:55 GMT -5
THE STERLING PACK. the pack is located along the beautiful and vast coast of northern california. situated between a cliffside beach and a gorgeous set of trees. they live in a series of hunting cabins across a large portion of land. the centralized, massive sized cabin holds the alpha, and is often where meals and meetings are held. the rest of the cabins are scattered and every wolf has their own small place. there only one road in and one road out, with a guarded gate entrance.
the alpha. he grew up in this pack, with his father as the alpha. his father was a horrible alpha; he ruled with fear, not respect. he was abusive, nothing pleased him. many people were threatening to leave the pack but they couldn't, due to the strict ruling of his father. when he was sixteen, one night, he decided enough was enough. he challenged his father, killing him after an intensive battle. some of his father's closest allies, in the pack, would not honor that he was now to be alpha. they left the pack, joining others that were sure enemies of his. he was the youngest alpha around, but the most powerful -- many people were fearful of that. he lost all the alliances his father had, leaving him with more enemies than anything. after this, he only grew colder and dangerous -- not to his pack, who stayed loyal to their savior -- but the outside world saw him as feral, brutal. it has been an appearance he has kept up ever since. if someone isn't a part of his pack, he cares nothing for them. call him heartless, but he sees it as protecting what he has been for the last five years. he is a dominant male. Rowan Gray Hunter [ x || x ] face claim: wade poezyn his birthday is january first; he is twenty-two years old he is heterosexual. he stands at a modest height of six two with black-brown hair and light blue eyes. rowan hunter is as bad as they come. sinfully attractive, this boy is literally bad to the bone. it is the only thing to be expected of him. being only sixteen when he finally challenged his father, he not only begged his father for his submission but demanded it -- his father refused. it can only be expected that when a seventeen year old boy is suddenly in charge of a shattered and bleeding pack. he had to hide his own wounds; he had to silence his feelings for the good of the pack. over the next couple of years that he had to fight for his position, not against anyone in his pack but those opposing from the outside -- he began to grow the very hard shell that he lives in today. he may have grown into his alpha born position, but his wolf became feral after all the years of trauma. this is why he is considered powerful, this is why others fear him so greatly -- when one has an undisciplined, strong wolf, it makes the human side just as dangerous. this adds to his muted personality. he was never one to be happy-go-lucky because of being raised by his father. part of the tension between the two grew from the fact that his mother, his father's true mate, died during childbirth. something went wrong, thus, rowan was blamed for the wrongdoing. his father did not grow to hate him, but rather rowan was born into hatred. growing up, he kept his dominant vibes to himself, not letting his father know that he was slowly surpassing him in power -- it would make everything much worse. it would make his father angrier. this lead to rowan being by himself most of the time, but however, he befriended a few wolves here and there. he will forever be gruff, but slowly as the pack rebuilds, he has slowly shown that rare smile once again, and a surprising laugh can be heard from him once in a while. he is a battered and bruised twenty-two year old that is now leading a pack of loyal wolves, something that will not only heal him but the entirety of his wolves. rowan is an attractive male. his skin holds the only color that can be described as sun kissed. he sports an even tan all year around, but of course, as summer comes around -- the tan only deepens in color. his body is lithely shaped with muscles coiled around every inch of his body. being a shifter, he is naturally in shape but even more so because he pushes himself to the brink of exhaustion -- all the time. he wants to be stronger, he wants to be the protector that his father never was, thus the constant drive to became better - physically and mentally. even with everything that has happened, he has kept a youthful look to his appearance. he has a sharp jawline, a narrow nose, full lips, and high cheekbones that accent his smooth face. he has dark brown, almost black, hair that falls upon his forehead in a messy style. its cut shorter around the side, allowing the top portion to be a little more full in a messy wave. he can often be found running his fingers from it, pushing it away from his forehead, but he has yet to cut the hair, for whatever reason. the darkness of his hair only accents the color of his eyes. they are the color of the clearest morning sky, the time where the clouds have yet to interfere. they are a startling sky blue, and probably appear lighter than they actually are due to his darker hair and tan skin tone. his wolf is massive, a large size due to being a natural born alpha. he is a handsome white colored wolf. he is without a blemish of color, which makes him stand out even more than he already does with his size. because they live in northern california, it would be likely to see snow resembling his pelt but by the coastline, he is quite the appearance with a light colored pelt. no one would expect a dark haired male to come with such a gorgeous white wolf. he still has those startling blue eyes in his wolf form, which makes it an eerie sight to see - as natural born wolves don't have light blue eyes. however, as majority of the pack knows what happened for him to become alpha, and so many remember the days before he was the leader -- there are still many things that the sterling wolves will never know. the things that happened between behind closed doors, or what happened when he left the territory. they will never know that he may appear strong but he is as broken as a baby bird who can't fly. he is as confident as he is scared. he is scared for many reasons -- maybe he can't protect the pack, maybe he will turn into his father, maybe other wolves will grow to resent him and one day, he will be challenged and not win. maybe. his scent is distinguished by the smell of calming sandalwood and a hint of spicy citrus.
the beta.
he also grew up in the pack, along side the alpha male. they are best of friends. luckily for him, he was never abused as the [ current ] alpha protected him; he took the beatings if he had to. it was not that the [ now ] beta could not defend himself but the [ current ] alpha did not want him to be touched. hey, what were friends for...? it was a harsh life for both of them. guilt rode him for so many years. after his best friend killed his father, he would not become alpha until he took the beta position. now, many years later, he feels like he owes the alpha his life, even though his best friend tells him he doesn't. he is a dominant male.
Luca Monti face claim: vito basso he is twenty years old; birthday is december 6th he is heterosexual upon first glance, luca appears rather...strong. powerful. unapproachable. his thick, dark eyebrows are almost always knit into a permanent crease across his forehead, his lips curled slightly downward. his frame is broad and built, with defined muscles coiled tightly over his body. he stands at a height of 6'3". now, luca's hair is a bit on the long side for a male, falling almost to his shoulders. it is a deep, chocolate-brown in color. like the hue of rich soil after a heavy rain. so dark that it almost seems black when he is not standing in direct sunlight. this color nicely compliments that of his eyes: a light, honey-brown, accentuated by flecks of green and gold that meld together as they near his pupils. his wolf is fit and athletic, and is on the larger side. darker gray covers his back and his flanks, but that fades into a creamy, off-white color around his face and paws. his tail and the tips of his ears are tinged with russet-like hues. (i'll probably add more to this later but for now i gotta stop) it would be a stretch to say he's not flirtatious? but. he does not make a habit of using and abusing every attractive female that crosses his line of vision. he's a bit broody and moody, and it can be a bit difficult to truly engage him in conversation. he's not the most charismatic fellow, and perhaps that comes from the years of trying to prove his self-worth to his family. regardless of the reason, he's quite judgmental. and when he does speak, he's quite frank with his words and opinions. his smile is seldom-seen, which is quite a shame, as he does have basically perfect, white teeth. but only a lucky few will ever see them. he does not see the point in lying, so he is often approached for his true thoughts and genuine insight. with luca, what you see is what you get. he constantly feels the need to prove himself, especially when standing next to rowan, the strongest wolf in the pack, his alpha, and his best friend. but...growing up, rowan did so much for him. he treated luca with respect, and protected him whenever he could. and for this reason, luca feels as if he owes rowan his life for that loyalty, that protection. luca's guilt can be a heavy burden to bear, but in his mind, he is responsible for carrying it. his scent is that of rain. the head enforcer; the extrovert. the social wolf; the guy that everyone feels comfortable talking to. he is not only approachable but he is loyal to a fault, both to his alpha and beta but also to his friends. he is the friend that you want trust, the friend that you can certainly trust. he will protect all those he cares about with his life. another trait that makes him both outgoing and carefree is that he is the least judgmental wolf that you will meet. he is the one who starts conversations, will make anyone feel at least a little bit more welcome than the rest f his pack members. however, please, don't mistake his kindness for being a weak shifter, he wouldn't be a trusted enforcer if he was weak. his personality does not determine his strength and his protectiveness of his pack. after all he would not be head enforcer if he was weak, or terrible at fighting. do keep that in mind. he is a dominant male.
Leo Castamere face claim: marc goldfinger he was born on august 20th; he is twenty-two years old he is homosexual. Leo is a fire that burns bright. He's tall and lanky, but not lacking in muscle. Strength coils in every inch of his toned body, hidden under soft pale skin, and freckles. He is 6'1", freckled, and handsome. His hair is perhaps his most distinctive feature, curly, but kept to a reasonable length so it doesn't hide his eyes, and fire-red. Ginger and crimson weave together, interlocking in a battle for dominance on the shiny locks. In some lights, the red crimson is more focused, darkening his curls as if soaked in rich blood. Other times, it can be described as soft ginger orange, lighter and paler than the deep crimson. But even so, it's what he's known for when being described. He has a handsome face, although he is not any extraordinary beauty, with high and slim cheekbones, a square jaw and chin, and wider nose that appears to have been broken several times. Oddly though, his face is devoid of freckles, although the rest of his body seems to be splattered and flecked with them all over, ranging in tones from light ginger to dark red-brown. Under thin gingery brows, are his almond shaped eyes. the color is blue-gray, pale and soft and a little murky. Not quite bright or piercing. but rather cheerful and expressive. with a smile that could light up a room, a usually relaxed stance to his muscular body, and generally cheerful disposition, Leo doesn't quite seem to fit the cliches of a broody head enforcer. He'll leave those attitudes to Rowan. Leo is as warm as his hair, and has an easy going smile, that brings peace to many of his packmates. Although, don't mistake his laid back and outgoing nature for weakness. He is fierce, loyal to a fault, and scrappy in battle. He's one of the finest fighters in wolf form, hence his role as head enforcer. Leo is honest, but when it comes to secrets, he's the best at keeping them. Anything said to him will say locked in his heart, and he believes the trust of his packmates is the only thing that should matter to him. How will they feel protected, if they don't trust him first? he's an extrovert, drawing energy and peace from being around people, specifically his packmates. without them, Leo would be lost. while having red hair wouldn't necessarily mean his wolf form is red-hued, fate would dictate otherwise. His fur is not quite the same brilliant hue of his hair, it is more towards the auburn russet tones. hues of dark red twine in his undercoat, and some golden hues and creamy hints dominate the ends and accent him. The underneath of his muzzle and stomach is more golden red cream, and a faint stripe of darker reddish brown twines over his muzzle and up between his eyes and coloring his ears. His eyes are the exact hue of his eyes, a murky blue-gray that has no piercing brightness or distinctness. It's just soft blue surrounded by russet fur. scent: he smells distinctly of salt and ocean spray father is alex castamere; mother is cassandra castamere; sister is aideen castamere. he smells distinctly like salt and ocean spray
enforcer; the playboy.
ha ha ha. this wolf really gets himself into trouble. he loves the freedom of doing as he pleases, and that tends to mean he loves to flirt and joke with the other females, whether they are mated or not. he is not one to ravish a mate from another but he does like to tease and have fun, even upsetting other males in the process. this seems to be his coping mechanism, a way to make pack life not so dark and brutal. luckily, the current alpha respects all his enforcers, and does not have favorites. he may be a playboy, but he is loyal to a fault. he also grew up in the pack. he is a dominant male.
Brian Crawley Fox face claim: not applicable he is twenty two years old; he is a leo he is heterosexual. this young male pretty much fits the typical playboy look. he's got that cocky, flirty look about him that either attracts curious females or causes the smart ones to steer clear. he has smooth facial features that slope down to form a sharp jawline and a rounded chin. his hair is a dusty-like black that is typically messy in that oddly good looking way. what stands out the most about this playboy would be his blue-hazel eyes. speaking of his eyes... he may not seem like it and once somebody finds out they may be surprised since his condition is pretty uncommon, but he's colorblind, and, no, not just the simple types of colorblind - he's completely colorblind. never in his life has he seen any shade of color. what comes as even more of a shock once somebody knows this about him is that he's an artist that does a lot with color. but anyway. he's a decently sized male with a slender figure made of sinewy muscle. he stands at 5'9", certainly not the tallest, but of an average height for a male. first and foremost crawley is, and has pretty always been, defined as the playboy. he's a flirty little thing, seemingly always on the lookout for a female to mess with, to tease. at first he is charming, but eventually he'll mess up and ruin his own little game, but he only ruins it when he's being flirting for some time. crawley isn't always a mess up when it comes to flirting - after all, he's the pack's master of flirt. he's also pretty cocky and thinks highly of himself, a pretty self-absorbed character really. not quite narcissistic, but he's standing on the edge of being that. he's stubborn. he's prideful. he's boastful. pretty much he's just a cocky rooster wearing wolf's clothing. crawley is, however, gullible. he's the type of person you can get to believe just about anything. he's even the kind of guy that digs his own graves a lot once you get him going whether that be in every day conversation or when he's trying to show off to a female. he's a pretty complex guy, but he at least shows true loyalty to the pack and knows his place in the ranks. sleek-furred and long-limbed. that's crawley's wolf. he's the smaller than average male that seems to have wings on his paws as he can just leap and bound like it's nothing. but don't let that fool you - he's just as much of a fighter as any dominant wolf. his wolf is that of a red wolf. like any wolf of this species, he has a rusty red hue that is then splashed over with a ticked gray that peppers along his back and into his tail, leaving the tip to be a solid black. while his paws are actually a white, his face leaves more of that peppered gray to be seen. and just like in his human form, crawley's wolf sports those hazel-blue eyes that give him away in an instant. father - daniel fox | mother - carla hutton | sibling - kristoffer fox crawley's dark history started even before he was born. not only was the alpha back then abusive, but so was his very own father; however, his father's abuse stayed more behind closed doors, unknown to practically the entire pack. his mother and father were never meant to be mates. in fact, his mother had already found her true mate, but daniel fox already had his eyes on the beautiful carla. before carla and her true mate could begin the bonding ritual, her true mate was found mysteriously murdered. even though they had not been bonded yet, carla was still pretty broken about the death of evelyn summers. daniel took this moment of weakness from carla and practically forced her to be his mate, even forcing her to go through the bonding ritual that she and evelyn not got to do. from then on out there was only abuse, physical and mental. carla was forced to mate with daniel over and over and over again, and eventually, she found herself to be pregnant. not wanting to bring a child into a household where there was only abuse - a pack where there was even more abuse - carla tried to hide her pregnancy long enough to get rid of the child, but that didn't happen. daniel found out about his mate's pregnancy and forced her to carry the pregnancy out. when carla found out she was having twins she was devastated. now she was forced to bring two new lives into a terrible world. two little boys were born some months later. brian, who wanted to be called crawley from a very early age, and kristoffer had a decent few years of life. the birth of her two sons brought life back into carla as she had something to fight for again. eventually she found enough courage to start defying her forced mate, but that was what set daniel off. crawley and kristoffer were only around five years of age when their father's abuse began coming down on them and not just their mother. from five years of age until they were fourteen did this abuse go on. as the boys got older, crawley would typically take the abuse kristoffer would have endured from their father. crawley would plead for that extra beating or whatnot if it meant kristoffer didn't have to go through it. for crawley, drawing was the solace he needed during the worst moments of it all. drawing helped calm him down, helped made him feel better. that's why now he's so good at art. it helps him to calm down and is seen as a calming activity for him. at fourteen his mother finally was able to do something about the abuse that they endured in their own household. as far as the two twins know, their mother took their father out as wolves one day and their father never returned. he wasn't murdered, that much is known for a fact, but something happened - their mother did something terrible - to free her and her sons of the terror that was her forced mate. of course, that didn't stop the abuse that was coming from the alpha himself. crawley still found himself protecting kristoffer when it came to anything the alpha had to throw at the little family of three. when rowan finally challenged his father the family of three were more than on rowan's side. carla was quite overjoyed about the whole ordeal when the last alpha took his last breath and rowan stepped forth as the new alpha. for once in the little family's life it finally seemed that the shadow of abuse had finally passed and was giving away to bright sunshine. attracted to females. he had a hook up with a male once - he was curious. let's just say he found out real fast he would much rather be with a female and his little session with another male is never spoken of. his scent is that of cedar. enforcer; the loner. probably the quietest of the enforcers, of the entire pack. he is more actions than words. he is strong, loyal and independent and not known to be huddles around gossiping about such useless things. plus, he is a male, it wasn't like him to gossip anyways. he was not all about the joking that his enforcers did, but rather he was always patrolling and always trying to make himself busy with tasks. he enjoys his alone time, but he certainly is not rude when he is around his pack. he does make an effort, just quite minimal in comparison to his pack members. he is a dominant male.
Lachlan Pallas Stone face claim: not applicable he is twenty-three years old. he is pansexual. Lachlan is a sight to behold, standing at 6'4", with a very muscular build. His complexion is an amber tan, with tattoos on his right shoulder. On his shoulder blade he has a dreamcatcher, and on his upper arm he has a red rose with pale green leaves, with sharp thorns. A silvery pair of metal wings are inked above his elbow. He has a perfect mess of dark chestnut colored hair that falls into his eyes. His eyes are a dark, stormy grey, almost black, and betray little of his emotions. He has a lip piercing, almond shaped eyes, a slightly pointed nose, and a strong jawline. Lachlan's wolf form is a timber wolf, gigantic compared to other wolves, just as he is tall compared to other pack members in their human form. His natural brute size and strength helped him to get his rank as an enforcer, but Lachlan still enjoys pushing his strength and stamina to the limits. His fur is black, with lighter roots, making his fur flash black and light tans as he walks. He sports the same colored eyes as his human side, but they have a watchful glint to their color when in wolf form. Lachlan is quite the wild card, with a chip on his shoulder big enough to be a potato, but you can always depend for him to be loyal. He is willing to lay down his life for the pack and anyone in it, no matter how much he dislikes a pack member. He is willing to sacrifice everything of what he has left, and takes his role very seriously. He's courageous, persistent, and versatile. He is honest to the point of bluntness, and hates cruelty, greed, and arrogance. He has a very difficult time expressing his emotions, tending to leave his deepest feelings bottled up. This makes him a lot more icy and moody on the outside. He is very withdrawn and quiet, as if an eternal state of brooding. He is very cynical, and cold to others, but when push comes to shove, he will not hesitate to kill for his pack. Lachlan is always stifling himself, fearing the monster inside him. The fact that he can kill on a whim, with little to no remorse scares him, so he pushes everyone away. Since he has little to lose, he can be reckless, but only in ways that endanger himself. He is always careful to keep the pack safe, but never shows the same care with himself. It's as if he has something against himself. Can someone get to him before it's too late? Lachlan had always grown up in the shadow of his older brother, Ryan, who was always perfect. Ryan was the golden boy, handsome, athletic, and popular among the ladies. Expectations were set high for him, between his brother and his father, Jake, who one of the greatest enforcers the pack had ever seen, especially with his parents. Nothing Lachlan ever did seemed to be good enough for them, no matter how hard he tried. His brother would always be better. When Lachlan's father was killed in battle, Lachlan found himself horrified at the fact that he didn't mind. In fact, he felt unburdened by having to impress his insatiable father. His mother, Aurora, didn't die, instead shut him out completely, and turned to Ryan. Lachlan was pushed out of the family, until the only thing they had in common was their blood. Bitter, Lachlan was more than happy to cut them off from him as well. Everyone thought for sure Ryan would be appointed the new enforcer, but instead, Lachlan's best friend, George, was elected. Ryan, not satisfied with what he had, challenged George to a duel for his role. When Ryan emerged victorious, Lachlan was livid. His closest friend, and the closest thing he had to family, was dead. As soon a Ryan healed completely from his injuries, Lachlan took on Ryan. They fought for hours, wearing each other down, until Lachlan killed Ryan. The fights for the position of enforcer had been settled, no one dared challenge Lachlan after he killed Ryan. Lachlan, however, did not feel like he had won, instead, he was only becoming more familiar with the angry monster inside of him. Lachlan's mother no longer hides her hate for him, instead expressing it openly. Though she's never said it, Lachlan knows she wishes it was him that had died, and not Ryan. He has held the position of enforcer for two years. Father is Jake Stone, Mother is Aurora Stone, and brother is Ryan Stone his scent is that of maple.
enforcer; the tomboy.
she is an enforcer, but not many females are able to become this position. it is seen to be a male's job, to protect their pack. she refuses to fit the stereotype. she is quite powerful and everyone in the pack knows not to underestimate her. they all respect her -- the stereotype rumors are those outside of the pack. however, luckily for her, her alpha could care less what they all say. he respects her, and she does him proud by continuing doing her duty the best can, despite her gender. she is a dominant female.
Olivia "Ollie" Jane Harper face claim: victoria parker she is twenty-one years old. she is heterosexual. contrary to how one might believe a female enforcer to appear, this young lass stands at a mild five feet, five inches high, her appearance not terribly intimidating. with a youthful glow and an infectious smile, miss olivia jane harper is the last person one would expect to have as vicious a bite as she truly does. almost dainty-looking, she has a thin yet toned frame, the body of an athlete though not obviously muscular--perhaps that of a runner. tresses of dark brown, nearly raven-black, and interlaced mahogany caress her cheeks and fall just short of midback. a pair of large thick-rimmed glasses balance delicately on the bridge of her nose, guarding a pair of almond-shaped, analytical murky brown eyes. don't let her innocuous appearance fool you, olivia harper is far from innocent. with a tongue as sharp as a knife, this young lass can certainly hold her own in a fight, both physical and verbal; she is unafraid to unleash a barbarous lashing. she is of the determined, hard-headed sort, not one to back down easily nor one to admit she was wrong, and has a pride to match. the raven-haired youth could be classified as sassy, sarcastic, and easily annoyed. with a high set of standards that rarely anyone ever meets, ollie is just a tad judgemental, quick to have an opinion on a person or situation. even she herself does not meet these expectations, which makes her testy, at best, and always itching to better herself. due to her happy-go-lucky, youthful appearance the lass is always itching to prove that she is more than just a smiling, doting, mindless female, to prove her worth, to prove that her opinions and her strengths are just as notable and worthy as the boys'. as a wolf, ollie is primarily midnight black with bits and streaks of dark reds and browns throughout. her underside is a lighter color, a sooty gray, which also permeates parts of her tail. her eyes remain a deep, muddy brown in this form as well. her scent is distinguished by the strong smell of fire, burning wood, like a bonfire. the healer. she grew up in the pack, the same age as the rest of her fellow members. they grew up with a feared, abusive alpha which meant her job as healer only got harder. she was raised by her mother until she reach maturity, then her mother decided to leave the pack, instead of her leaving, which was supposed to be the plan. she was stuck within the horrible pack, healing the wounds that only occurred because their late alpha had a temper. she got too well at her job, becoming quite a powerful healer; her reputation is known across the state, maybe even the country but who knows that far. now that she lives in a stable pack, with a good pair for leadership, her powers are no longer abused. she's very grateful to the current alpha, as many are. she is a dominant female.
Robin Elizabeth Ashwood [ x || x ] face claim: not applicable she is a taurus; she is twenty-one years old. she is bisexual. healers are typically seen as gentle, delicate, and welcoming in appearance. all of this is robin ashwood. her hair falls down in gentle waves of deep brown. it's semi-long, coming down close to her mid back area. going along with her brown hair are green eyes the color of a fresh forest. a brilliant dark green makes up the color of robin's eyes reminiscent to that of a deep woodland. just with her hair and eyes robin seems to belong in the surrounding forests. naturally tan, robin has a dark complexion winter or summer. as summer approaches her skin gets all that darker. other than all of that, this shifter has a somewhat plump figure. she's not all that overweight, but she's certainly not as slender as some of her packmates. she's got a figure that allows curves, but those curves aren't made up of slender muscles - not all of it at least. her face is round and gentle, a welcoming visage that gives her an open appearance. even her height is welcoming; not a very tall female, robin only stands at a simple 5'3". all in all, robin is an average looking girl with nothing to really show off. robin is a caring young woman. that caring attitude just naturally comes with being a healer; why would a healer not care about others? that just doesn't make sense. this caring nature can make her come off as motherly in a sense as she's always making sure those in her pack are well taken care for and are more than ready to leave her care before they take off. sure, robin's a healer and all, and she's naturally a caring person, but don't get her wrong - she's certainly not weak in personality. there's a fire to her personality. she can easily become snappy if one of her pack mates denies help when it's obvious they need it - medical help or otherwise. she sure isn't afraid to use her status as a dominant wolf to its advantage. she can also become guarded and defensive when it comes to the topic of her powers due to the misuse of them in the past. she's also guarded about the past she has had. not just anyone will get to hear the full story of what all happened to this pack healer. an eastern timber wolf is what robin shifts into when she goes into her wolf form. these wolves can come in a variety of colors, but robin is one of the more "common" colors found in this breed of wolf. the base coat of her fur is an ashy gray-white. this color shows clearly upon her muzzle and the bottom of her legs down to her paws. a darker gray brushes through her thick fur like a blanket that has been placed on top of her. the darker gray colors the upper parts of her body such as her back, flanks, tail, and halfway on her face. upon her ears, somewhat around her eyes, and at the very tip of her tail there is a rusty red hue in her fur that brings out the overall gray hues all the more. to finish it off, just like in her human form, robin, as a wolf, has those deep and dark forest green eyes. as a healer, it's no surprise that robin smells like an assortment of medicinal herbs since she tends to use natural remedies when an injury isn't bad enough for her power to come into use. overall, though, she typically smells mostly of honeysuckles. father - roan ashwood | mother - laurel ashwood | sibling - fawn ashwood in the beginning robin's past wasn't all that terrible. both her father and mother were respected in the pack, her father having more influence than her mother, however. the firstborn of roan, her father, and laurel ashwood, robin was a wonderful gift to the family. four years later came the arrival of a little sister for robin - fawn ashwood. overtime the siblings grew inseparable. everything was perfect with the little family until robin was five and fawn was almost a year; their father was murdered, shot dead by an ignorant poacher while in his wolf form. robin grieved in her own way, fawn not yet old enough to realize what had happened; however, their mother seemed to never get over her mate's death. she did what she could to raise her two girls, but laurel never seemed to be really into it. with the former alpha still leading, the fatherless girls and the mateless mother fell into a much more chaotic life. abuse went on and on as it did within the pack under the last alpha's rule. laurel talked a lot about leaving the pack, taking her daughters, and trying for a new life together, but that had only been talk. as robin grew and got older, her powers grew with her. she wasn't the best healer, not at first. not until the misuse of her powers came into the picture. so many times did she have to use her powers, almost always to the point of passing out; a lot of times she did end up passing out from exhaustion later. while her powers were used way too many times, robin did gain a lot of experience, healing stamina, and healing ability. then one day when robin was around fifteen her healing prowess wasn't enough to keep one of the former alpha's most loyal members alive. this set the male off. wanting robin to realize just how big her failure was, the alpha took robin's eleven-year-old sister and had at her until she was bruised, bleeding, and broken. emotionally torn and already exhausted from trying to heal the alpha's loyal friend, robin was in no shape to heal her sister. no matter how hard she tried, no matter how many tears she shed, fawn wasn't coming back. just as she gave her last breath robin found herself falling unconscious, but not before she witnessed a dark look of satisfaction come over the alpha's face. when robin woke up, her mother was no longer there. all there was left of her was a note explaining that she had run away. fawn's death had been too much. that night robin swore heard the mournful cry of a she-wolf call into the night - the song of a wolf wanting nothing more than to die herself. luckily for robin the former alpha's reign didn't last much longer. he was soon killed by his own son and with his death came liberation for not only the pack, but for robin. this new age for the pack sparked some life back into robin. she was able to push aside her own sense of depression far into the back of her own mind and look to helping and serving the pack as a healer should. while robin still very well has scars from the past, she does her best to look forward to what the new alpha has in store for his pack, and for that robin highly respects and admires Rowan
the seer.
its rare that a seer is a submissive wolf. she was born to two dominant wolves, which is where her trait comes from. it skips a generation, and normally is gifted to strong wolves. well, don't mistake her for being anything less than strong. she is mentally strong, stronger than most dominant wolves, which seems to be the reason she was born a seer, and a very strong one at that. the gift is known to skip a generation, so her grandfather was a seer. unfortunately, she was not born and raised in the pack, and she grew up without another seer for support. she learned to use her gift on her own. being a seer, she does not see everything but when she does, it often saves the life of one of her pack members, or someone she is connected to. she is a submissive female.
Elaina Rose Calden [ x || x ] face claim: yulia rose she is nineteen years old. she is bisexual. Elaina is classically beautiful; a spill of light, caramel and honey-gold waves tumbles down her back, while her soft complexion is nearly as white and smooth as porcelain. Rosy lips adorn a faultlessly sculpted, heart-shaped face, accented with piercing eyes of an icy turquoise hue; swirls of pale blues and greens mingle with flecks of fiery gold to make a gaze disconcertingly bright yet lovely. Elaina stands a bit on the taller side for females at five foot seven, though her ribbon-slim build and gentle demeanor make her seem smaller than she truly is. Sweet, kind, and a tad naive, many are quick to brush Elaina off as little more than a simple, silly girl with her head in the clouds. There is a kernel of truth to this statement - Elaina is a romantic who adores pretty, idealistic fantasies of love and secretly longs to be swept off her feet by someone tall, dark, and handsome. But this female is more than just the innocent dreamer; as a seer, she not only receives glimpses of the future, but she is also rather perceptive in general, highly tuned to sense other's emotions. Thus, in spite of the wide-eyed, childlike caricature she may come off as, she can occasionally seem wise beyond her years - a trait that is perhaps simply inherent in those with her gift. On the introverted side, Elaina tends to be reserved around newcomers; it takes her a while to form friendships, though once she does, she is fiercely loyal. Unfortunately, this can have its consequences, because when she does become attached to someone, she tends to stay that way, for better or worse. As much as she wishes, she isn't the kind of carefree girl who never lets anything bother her or weigh her down. As a wolf, Elaina's fur is a sort of golden-tinged brown, though this color fades to a more dusty cream shade around her limbs and face. She is on the petite side for wolves, given she is a submissive who never had much reason to learn to fight. When she was little, they were dreams. Just that and nothing more. Born to a different pack to two dominant wolves, her parents were rather disappointed that their only child was a weak submissive. They dismissed her wild stories as little more than the silly fantasies of a young girl who felt like she had to prove that she was worthy of their love and attention. So at twelve years old, when she warned her father not to participate in the brewing fight against a neighboring pack, he didn't listen. Although it was known that her grandfather had been a seer, no one had ever considered that little Elaina might be one, too; no one in her pack believed that a submissive wolf could possibly have such an ability. Yet when her premonition that this battle would be her father's last came to pass, the rest of the pack - and her mother - were finally forced to admit the truth. Unfortunately, the other shifters recognizing her status as a seer didn't turn out to be the resolution she had hoped for. Her mother blamed her for her mate's death; before, she was merely indifferent towards Elaina, but now she began to loathe her. Elaina, fearing retribution for an event that was not even her fault, secretly fled her pack in the middle of the night. She wandered for weeks, living on the streets and stealing food to survive, before she finally stumbled upon the Sterling pack - and Rowan Hunter. Then only fifteen years old, the alpha's son took pity on the skinny, ragged twelve-year-old and managed to convince his father to accept her into their pack. Rowan warned her that his father's reign was vicious and bloody, but Elaina decided to stay in spite of the risks, feeling indebted to Rowan for rescuing her off the streets. She later had a vision of Rowan challenging his father for leadership of the pack, though she was not able to foresee the outcome. However, she remained hopeful that this vision meant that one-day Rowan would be able to defeat his tyrannical father. Luckily, this turned out to be the case. Now fourteen, she stayed close to the new Alpha and helped Rowan piece the pack back together in any way that she could. Five years later, they are still close friends, although there are deeper feelings on her part than on his. Elaina has secretly been pining after him for years; but although they hooked up once in a moment of weakness, Rowan made it pretty clear afterwards that he did not truly return her feelings. Still, she continues to naively hope that eventually he may realize they're meant for each other; even though they have never shown signs of a mating bond. her scent is distinguished by the smell of fresh roses and vanilla
the hacker. the wolf that has master his skills in technology. he can truly hack any system there is, of course with some difficulty depending on the system. he is very smart, and sometimes talks over other shifters' heads without meaning to. he may be the smartest, literally, in the pack but he is not socially awkward like many would assume of a techie. growing up in the pack, he knew how to speak his way out of things, just as he could hack his way into things. he is a submissive male.
Colby "Marcy" Marce face claim: avan jogia he is twenty years old. he is biromantic demisexual. There are several different sides to the "mysterious" Colby Marce. There is, of course, the Colby that exists around the pack most of the time. He is smiling; he is happy; he is cracking jokes and will follow the crowd like a, well, puppy (no pun intended.) He loves being included almost as much as he loves computers, and he hates not being invited even to the smallest of things. You went out to lunch without him? He's going to pout for at least a couple of minutes and probably insist that he honestly that little you went to that he's actually never heard of, just to make you feel guilty. However, he can be a bit much to handle for less extroverted and/or friendly wolves. He can be imposing; he doesn't exactly snoop, but often he can overstep and cause awkwardness. Whenever he does, however, he is quick to work himself out. This is another Colby: the smooth-talker. He has a way with words the moment he gets into trouble. Combining this with his inherently submissive nature, it's easy for him to get out of trouble with a minimal punishment or, in some cases, none at all. On the other hand, there is also the Colby that exists around his technology. He is possessive, concentrated, and determined. Colby loves his tech; he gets a little more defensive than usual when he is around it, though not so much that he wouldn't still be considered submissive. However, if he were forced to give up any of his electronic devices, he would only do so reluctantly. He also frowns a lot when he's "working" (ie. hacking something) because he gets very focused. He can often-- as the stereotype goes-- forget to eat, sleep, or, unfortunately, shower. He rarely takes breaks when he's working, and if he does, they were probably forced by someone else. As for looks, Colby looks decent if he actually cares to look so. Otherwise, he looks half-awake, probably has bed hair, and is wearing an old, faded hoodie. He has dark brown eyes and skin that is somewhat lighter to match. Overall, his face is rather square-shaped with high cheekbones and thin lips (contrasting his rather bushy eyebrows.) His hair is long and dark brown (often mistaken for black). What he does not leave loose around his face, he pulls back into a low ponytail, but it only reaches the nape of his neck. Being put into a ponytail is sometimes the only grooming this hair gets. Colby is lanky; despite being a wolf sometimes, he is still a hacker, and he doesn't get much exercise apart of typing, especially in his human form. Colby is a Red Wolf with both dark and light brown fur in patches; the black fur mostly covers his back and creeps down onto his sides, where it intermingles with the tan fur. He also has some beige fur, namely around his chest area, muzzle, belly, as well as the underside of his limbs and on his paws. His tail seems as if it was tan, then dipped in black paint. He is rather smallish as a wolf, though that is natural of his species. Colby has a strange relationship with his wolf. Although they are like a dog & master, he is often reluctant on giving his wolf control because it means more time away from the waking world for him. He only does so when necessary, or if his wolf demands it, since his wolf can get restless from the small amount of time Colby gives him. His wolf also recognizes the things that Colby holds dear, and usually stays away from them while it has control. This is something Colby uses to his advantage at times: he may trick his wolf into not messing with certain things/people by spending more time around them for a certain amount of time. Overall, he has a pretty good relationship with his wolf side, though there are some periods of dysfunction, especially if Colby starts to deviate from the unspoken "schedule" the two have. his scent is coffee and car exhaust.
the sweetheart
she is the one everyone loves, to be honest. she is the best cook, she makes everyone, that she likes, feels welcomed into the pack. she was born and raised in the pack, going through the rough beginning of the late alpha's rule. however, no matter what, that did not break her kindred spirit. she is soft and calm in all situations, and never one to engage in a physical fight. as gentle and kind as she is, she will defend what is hers -- her friends. she does not tolerate any wrong doing to her pack, but being submissive - she is not a physical fighter. again, don't under estimate her love and compassion, they can be as deadly as they are lovely. she is a submissive female.
Yael Sung [ x || x ] face claim: not applicable she is nineteen years old. she is heterosexual. The wealth of Yael's Korean roots is apparent in her appearance. Dark eyes the color of unsweetened coffee and hair black enough to make raven's jealous. A small, slight figure, she averages out at 5'4". Yael is nothing special. She's not the tallest, nor the shortest. The prettiest, nor the ugliest. The smartest, nor the stupidest. She's happily situated at the crossroads of all extremes, she's average. The fact doesn't bother her much, it never has. The result of being the middle daughter of what can only be described as a huge family, Yael has accepted her place as 'nothing special'. Though generally calm, Yael is still a submissive and can become easily frazzled. However, even once you've ruffled her feathers, it takes a good amount of poking and prodding to get something close to a violent reaction from her. She's not prone to violence or aggression and prefers to avoid situations where those elements are strong. As wolf, this sentiment holds firm. Her pelt is an odd mix of black and brown, favoring neither color as predominant over the other, with a slash of white across her chest. She's lithe and small and leans towards the fluffy/fuzzy end of the spectrum as opposed to sleek and glossy. Her eyes retain their dark, coffee-like color. Yael's family is a big one, consisting of two sons and four daughters (including Yael herself). And that's not counting her extended family. Though often overlooked, as middle children often are, her family life is a good one. Her mother was born and raised in Sterling Pack, while her father was from a Korean pack. Both had nearly given up on finding their mate, in fact, her mother was on the verge of imprinting with someone else. But, as luck would have it, the two met while her father was visiting the states. They've been inseparable since. father - patrick sung mother - mirjam sung brothers - hudson & luther sung sisters - harriet, luna, & pepper sung her scent is of sea brine, rain, and old books. the humanitarian. he looks out for every pack. he is the wolf that helps the healer, as well as the sweetheart, with tending duties. he may not be a fighter, protector, of the pack but his role is important. he looks out for the pack in every way that he can; sometimes this means he is the voice of reason when many of the dominant males are too upset to think straight. he truly is a humanitarian, wanting everyone's welfare to be better than it was better. he was abused pretty badly by the old alpha because he was submissive male, with no computer skills or anything "useful" but thats not true -- not in his current pack's eyes. he is a friend to everyone, and will be that wolf to lean on when they are upset, because being submissive makes his automatically more approachable than any dominant. he is a submissive male. Ryland Seymour Doss face claim: blake steven he is twenty years old. he is homosexual. If there was one adjective to be selected to describe Ryland, it would be the word "warm". Nearly every inch of Ryland, from his features to his personality, speaks warmth. Whether it be his warm gaze, or his medium-tone of voice, he's an inviting character. He's small compared to a typical male of his age, being 5'4" with a small, frail frame; there isn't anything intimidating about him. Which isn't necessarily a bad thing, since he wasn't built nor was he selected to be of the few who fight to defend the pack. Ryland has a light, slightly darker than pale colored complexion that darkens to a tan the more he's exposed to the sunlight, so typically during the summers, he has a dark, olive-shaded complexion, affixed with faint freckles that dot his cheeks and shoulders, but disappear during the colder months. He has soft lips that are a slightly darker, off-shade of pink and are usually pulled back in a goofy smile that puts his straight white teeth on display. He has a nose of medium-length where glasses with a brown-black frame sit upon the bridge. Despite being a wolf shifter, it did not bless him with the gift of perfect sight as you may have expected.. well, at least not in human form. Without his glasses, the world is a blur. So, in a way, they're a necessity for him (duh). Ryland has light warm brown eyes that are almost light enough to be mistaken as hazel. They're the color of dark honey with flecks of darker brown around the edge of his irises. Another noticeable feature of his eyes are his long dark eyelashes, giving him just a slight touch of femininity. He has rounded cheeks and a noticeable jawline. His face seems almost too youthful for him to be twenty, but.. then again, he's practically still a young adult. Ryland also has short, thick dark brown hair that is usually kept styled up and back away from his face in an intentionally messy manner. Just to look presentable and also to keep the hair out of his face. As if to add to his already young-boyish features, he usually wears either an inviting smile or an expression of genuine curiosity. Being one of the submissive ones, what he lacks in physical strength he makes up for with his mental strength. He is one of the most determined people that you could ever meet. Despite the rough treatment from his past, Ryland is very selfless and understanding, making him a good listener. All of these traits add up together as part of his role in the pack as the humanitarian. This means that he has a morality of kindness, benevolence, and sympathy (as well as empathy) extended specifically towards the other members of the pack. He looks to make sure that every shifter's welfare is well intact, and wants to ensure that the abusive treatment of the pack members (like how they were treated by the past alpha) doesn't repeat itself. Of course, being submissive, he doesn't get much of a say in what the alpha does or says, or what happens in the pack. However, he does have a strong voice, and absolutely makes himself heard when he needs to be. However, it should be noted that he is a pacifist, and he's rarely found angry or using fighting words. He has full respect and trust that [alpha's name] has the pack's best intentions in mind, and that's all he could ever ask for. Despite being such a caring and humble person, Ryland is inwardly incredibly insecure, one of his most negative traits. You would never expect such a happy, free-spirited character to be so uncertain of himself. Of course, it's something that he talks to no one about and keeps to himself; no one is going to trust the judgement of someone who isn't even sure of himself. But, this comes with a fault, and though Ryland tries to keep his feelings to himself, it means he is still deeply sensitive and can be offended easily, taking most things to heart. Overall, Ryland is probably one of the most friendliest members of the pack. In fact, if a pack member is ever in need of a friend, or someone to speak to when they're upset, he is always available with open arms and will lend a non-judgmental ear to absolutely any of them It should also be noted that even though he's open to listening, that should not be mistaken as a sign to ask him to be just as open. Not unless he's extremely close to that person. And even then, he prefers to keep things about himself to himself and private. After all, it's about everyone else, not himself. His selflessness is a combination of caring for his pack-mates and is also a distraction to his insecurities. When Ryland transforms into his canine form, he is small just as he is in his human form. He has the same round, dark honey-colored eyes that remain bright with warmth and kindness. In his wolf form, he has no problem with his vision. He has thick, short fur that is an assortment of colors. It's an arrangement of dark greys, light greys, whites, browns and tans, with a white underbelly and on the inside of his legs, his paws being white as well. He has a long muzzle that is mostly colored white with a sandy patch on the top, and a black nose. Like his human form, he has a frail, thin form with a short stance and small paws that can make him a little clumsy with his footing at times. He has large tan, almost reddish-colored ears that twitch and are constantly alert. He also has a short tail that's tan on the bottom and light grey and white on top. he smells of pine.
the new female
she grew up in one of their enemy packs; the daughter of a powerful alpha. she is looked down upon because her father precedes her to be weak, not deserving of any real status in his pack, besides being the alpha's daughter. she was like a prisoner in her own pack, unable to do much. she was alone, but too strong to settle. she came to this pack, not begging, but simply asking refugee, until she could decide what the next step would be in her journey away from her father. she is a dominant female.
Avery Maxwell Blake face claim: camila queiroz she is twenty years old. she is heterosexual. Despite her attempts to distract most from her looks, Avery is nothing short of alluring. Her appearance doesn’t aid her mission to be viewed as more than a simple prize. Avery is tall, with most of her 5’6 height comprising of her long, toned legs. Her figure is altogether slender with some meat on her bones, but with a shapely figure accentuated by womanly curves where they are meant to be. She inherited her Latino mother’s captivating features, complete with a dangerous air that surrounds her being. Her skin is that of a lightly tan complexion, with warm undertones that leave her eternally sun-kissed no matter the season. Avery’s hair is long, falling in full bodied waves to the bottom of her ribs. Its color is reminiscent of milk chocolate with bronzy tones hiding in lighter highlights towards the ends of the strands. Her almond shaped eyes are a deep oak color, and are framed by thick lashes long enough to ignore the need of mascara. Her lips are full, and usually upturned in a devilish smirk, true to her devious and calculating personality. Avery is a Blake, a namesake that has been more of a curse than a blessing. She was the daughter her father never wanted, a waste of carefully selected breeding that should have created the ultimate heir. Her father, Richard Blake, is the alpha of the enemy Dusk Pack, a pack known for its many alliances and influences on weaker alphas. Her father’s less than enthusiastic attitude towards her was something Avery became familiar with at the tender age of ten years. Since then, her mother had died and left her quite literally to the wolves. Constantly bullied and told she was nothing but a pretty face for her father’s employment, Avery grew up a solitary life. She kept a few close friends, she found herself alone the majority of her time to save herself from a constant battle of disdain and disrespect. Oddly enough, this turned Avery into a very extroverted lass. Not one that is loud and social, but one that has no problem marching into a strange situation and walking straight up to the person who would be of the most use to her. She is strategic with her thinking, dropping useless relationships and hindrances that hold her back on her endeavors. This has left her with a devil may care, stubborn as an ox attitude that is an acquired taste for most. She can flash a pretty smile and fake her way through a conversation like its nothing, but she has no problem roasting the head of an establishment forgetting of the consequences that could come with doing so. Headstrong and sarcastic, many find her too self-serving to pay much attention to. Being a dominant wolf certainly help her in many situations, often leading her stuck in sticky circumstances that could end up changing her life for worse. Nonetheless, Avery Maxwell Blake is quite happy with the lady she has become, and she has no problem letting anyone know it. Avery’s wolf is somewhat odd, with her coloring and shading looking somewhat abnormal compared to other wolves. Most of her lush fur is an ashy mix of beige and brown tones, the fur itself is thick and mostly soft to the touch. Her face, ears, legs and tail or of a richer brown shade, almost as if her wolf had romped in dark chocolate taking care to keep her torso clean her father is richard blake; her mother is carmen blake.
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