☼ Sandtiger's Wolves ☼

[Sandtiger]

Are you nuts or just lost? I ask, stranger, because you've just strayed into a fantasy land, no no, not your disillusion! My disillusion, is what these are! Wolves with wings and ADHD, A dual story of fraud and failure, and two rambunctious terror twins. And not to mention a practical romantic with a voice for the stars. A marooned wolf, but with the charm and wit to perhaps win the world. A pup that will perhaps someday shine as bright as the sun she was named after, and a dreamy-eyed foreigner with a past he can't forget, and a femme with a fatalistic heart. Have fun!

TABLE OF CONTENT:
[SECTION ONE] INTRODUCTION AND PRIMARY LIST OF WOLVES
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[SECTION TWO] ILLYRIAN
[SECTION TWO] JAELYN
[SECTION TWO] WULFSIGE
[SECTION TWO] EYOLF
[SECTION TWO] EFRON
[SECTION TWO] RENAISSANCE
[SECTION TWO] LYSANDER
[SECTION TWO] SOWILO
[SECTION TWO] LUMESCENTII
[SECTION TWO] ZEPHYRINE

WOLVES:

Illyrian Of The Southern Pack
Rank: Loner
Gender: Female
Pups or Mate(s)?: None
Items: Wings, Speed, Exotic Eyes, Exotic Coat, Weather Control, Sky Walking, Water Walking, Immortality, and ADHD.
Life Lyrics: 'O blameless innocence, why have you abandoned me?

Jaelyn Of The Northern Pack
Rank: Member
Gender: Female
Pups or Mate(s)?: None
Items: Gala Eyes & Weather Prediction, Two Falcon Feathers stashed behind her right ear, and Poison.
Life Lyrics: Illegitimate child, Illegitimate feelings, Illegitimate identity, who am I?

Wulfsige Of The Western Pack
Rank: DECEASED
Gender: Male
Pups or Mate(s)?: Mate was Russet.
Items: Exotic Eyes.
Life Lyrics: Try so hard, Always tryin', always failin', will you pick me up, alight me anew?

Eyolf Of The Southern Pack
Rank: Pup (Yearling)
Gender: Male
Pups or Mate(s)?: None
Items: Shape-Shifter, Healing.
Life Lyrics: I'm here, here with my kin, will my sins be tolerated now?
Notes: 'Sins' in the lyrics mean 'Pranks' or 'Tricks'.

Efron Of The Northern Pack
Rank: Member/Pup (Yearling)
Gender: Male
Pups or Mate(s)?: None.
Items: Mirage, Telekinesis.
Life Lyrics: I feel no connection, then suddenly, a chance of redemption, do I take it?

Renaissance Of The Western Pack
Rank: Alphess
Gender: Female
Pups or Mate(s)?: None
Items: Exotic Eyes, Empathy, Bracelets (Four Of Them), Enchanted Voice, and Fangs
Life Lyrics: A new Land, A new Life, A new Love!

Lysander Of The Eastern Pack
Rank: Member
Gender: Male
Pups or Mate(s)?: None
Items: Exotic Eyes, Speed, Claws, Electricity, Light Control, Power-Eyes, and Invisibility
Life Lyrics: I am marooned, nothing left to lose, fend for myself on the shattered remains of my memories.

Sowilō/Sōwilō Of The Southern Pack
Rank: Pup (Newborn.)
Gender: Female
Pups or Mate(s)?: None
Items: Animal Whisperer, Wings, Exotic Coat, Enhanced Sense (Sight)
Life Lyrics: My friends, fellows and foes, I will not hide! For I am protector, guardian, never hide from the sky, the earth, the world!

Lumescentii The Loner
Rank: Loner
Gender: Male
Pups or Mate(s)?: None
Items: Exotic Eyes, Exotic Coat, Wings, Necklace, and Air Control
Life Lyrics: I dream of the past, of lost dreams, broken hearts, another life. Is this real?

Zephyrine Of The Western Pack
Rank: Member
Gender: Female
Pups or Mate(s)?: None
Items: Exotic Eyes, Sonic Voice, Echolocation, Telepathy, Hindsight, Poison, Mirage.
Life Lyrics: Of the bitter and sweet nights, the cold and warm nights, I am the blackest, bitterest night.

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"Which ever makes you happiest," Theme Song: You by Higurashi no Naku Koro ni. Character Name: Illyrian (Means 'To Be Free' in Albanian.) Age: 2 years old. Gender: Female. Physical Description: Illyrian is a Gray Wolf, with Mackenzie Valley Wolf blood in her veins, and is a average to tall wolf of her gender & type. She stands around 35' inches at the shoulders and is around 5 and a half feet long tail tip to nose tip. Her wingspan is fairly large, bigger than herself, at around 8 feet maximum, 7 feet at least, though it is necessary to carry her weight as a wolf. Her legs take up most of her proportions, next to her wings and body. Her tail is average length, wispy furred, feathering like a dog's fur evident in her fur type. This is evident in her tail, ears, and back of the legs. Her legs are long, lengthy, and thin almost to the bone, but she has very strong leg muscles in her upper legs, both hind and fore, giving her an impressive amount of speed, beyond that of an average wolf's. Though she tires after a period of time and needs to stop and recuperate, her running ability, granted with the extra speed, provides an excellent start off when she wants to fly. The lift generated by the speed allows her to take off slightly easier and glide for a short time when she get's tired of flapping. Granted, she is a lightly-built wolf, not exactly strong beyond the muscles in her legs, jaws and wings. Her light build leaves her vulnerable to stronger opponents, and she will probably never be a fighter. She is also a naturally thin, but lean wolf, her torso hints at her ribs, but this is no sign of malnutrition. A fast runner, and gifted with flight, but not physically strong or brutish. Her senses are average for the wolf, with the typically and average high developed sense of smell and hearing. Her fangs and teeth are a gleaming white, with slight hints of yellowing, sharp, not much wear at her age. She has little signs of deformity if at all, her un-proportionate legs only highly noticeable next to another wolf. Her tail is held horizontally or down, and her ears are forever up and perched high on her head, alert. She holds her eyes up, rarely looking down. Overall, a long legged, tall winged wolf with a light, maybe even weaker, but lean, runner build. Her fur is thick but not exactly dense. She is far from being sparsely furred, her coat is fairly long, hanging in wispy strands down her body and off it. Her tail, ears and back of her long legs sport a similar feathery amount of fur. Her fur is a brilliant bright white that of course reflects most light, giving a light aura type appearance. That white is moderately covered in specks, flurries, and wisps of spearmint green and light baby blue. Her eyes are a pale, glassy golden, that hold a soft, but strong confidence. Her wings are folded densely upon her back when not in use. They are big bird wings with long iridescent feathers of white, green and blue. Personality: Illyrian is an optimistic, fanciful wolf. Her eyes hold an easy confidence, and may sometimes overestimate herself. She projects a light, calm aura, and has some of that in her personality. She is afflicted by wanderlust, and can't help exploring in places everywhere, whether its in the middle of pack territory or in a tree. Her curiosity is her way of seeing the world, in a sense. The grass is always greener on the other side of the hill for her, and she's the first to see things in a positive light amidst a pessimistic crowd. She can be quite competitive, but doesn't usually start them, she can't resist a dare. She's keen to details, but also see's the bigger picture and not to bad of a planner. She is first and foremost an adventurer, or hunter. She enjoys the thrill of the chase, though flying is the one craze she loves. She could go on and on about how much she loves to fly, the rush of the air, the whistling of the wind, being above a lot of stuff... She's practically addicted to it. She see's the need to practice all her skills to be in top shape and so has a fair amount of mastery over her abilities of Flight, Weather Control and Speed. She is an agreeable, amiable wolf unless one of her prime beliefs is offended. Oh wait, let's back up here. While she's generally a light hearten wolf, and open minded, she does have a few things she will preach & preach if she wants to. Yes, she can talk circles around some wolves maybe. She don't like uptight, domineering or too serious wolves around here. Can't stand them. She's a rebel bound by nature when she get's going against something, the problem? She's an intellectual, a philosopher, not a fighter. She's no pacifist, but no warmonger, she's in the middle. But she can't help laughing at something sometimes when it's a really bad time to. She's got a silly sense of humor and will frequently try to crack a joke, even if its really bad, she can't tell the difference. Another thing about Illyrian is she is blind to some things, can't see them without help. She can't exactly naturally see the other side of an argument and this stresses her out some in debate. She's a wolf who need s a reason for everything. While she can't see the other side of an argument, she is very compassionate when she wants to be. She's bound to let a rabbit live if it has babies just to help the babies live. Even if she were starving. She cant help it, she thinks their cute, which leads us on to another thing, she's very sentimental. She is somewhat of an idealist as well, always thinking she can help the whole world and going wild about it. But she can be serious if she see's why. She just need to know why. While all her cheerfulness is their, perhaps even childishness, beneath their is a hurt, emotional wolf from an incident from before her maturity. While it is often sincere due to her nature, sometimes, she can't help feeling it's a facade. History: She was born on the eve of autumn's arrival, an odd birth date for a wolf. But that's just the beginning of the tale of her strange birth. Her single (Her father had died before birth.) mother, Terribithia was horrified by her single child when she was born by what seemed to others for unknown reasons. She was perfectly healthy for a newborn, with soft big round eyes and small little bird wings on her back. Her mother called her 'Spawn Of The Evil Storm' and other derogatory names. Her mother warned them what Illyrian was a horrible destruction bringer. No one knew why, all they knew is a perfectly friendly she-wolf had gone delusional. So the rest of her pack cast her mother away, to live as an outcast, and raise the pup themselves seeing as their was no reason to cast aside the pup as well. And thus forth, Illyrian was named for an elderly she wolf in the pack as a namesake and was raised by her same namesake. As she grew older, around the age of half a year, the little rambunctious Illyrian began to show promises of flying. She would flap her wings and cause little gusts to happen around her other playmates, and even get in the air, about an inch off the ground for a brief moment and then plop down to earth. Her mother's warnings and yelling were forgotten, in the back of the minds of the wolves who laughed in delight at the amusing little pup. This continued for only so long. Illyrian was taught how to hunt, to groom herself, and other basic things of wolf life. She even passed her pack's rite of passage ceremony at her 1st birthday. Everyone was happy, and so was she. Life was perfect. Than, as usual, something had to go wrong. Around the time she was a year and a half old, Illyrian discovered her ability of Weather Manipulation. Now she knew why she could cause those gusts as a pup. At first it was little things like the gusts as a pup, or making fog into water. Than, at a much more advanced level, confident she was 'Da Bomb', during a huge thunderstorm, she tried to conjure a strike of lightning. She didn't realize her folly until later. When she tried it, it had disastrous effects. The lightning struck away from her, in the hunting ground, and it seemed as if she had succeeded perfectly, no one harmed. She was very, very drained, but fine. What she didn't know is three pack members had went hunting before and during the thunder storm. When she & the rest of the pack went looking because it seemed to them they had been gone for too long, about a day later, the rest of the pack knew the charred bodies could only be her work, because they knew of her abilities and had heard the thunder. Horrified, they now realized why her mother had said those things about her, said she was destruction. Her mother had been an highly advanced Weather Predictor, able to forecast the weather up to a year away. It was amazing. She must have seen the disastrous things her daughter would unleash during this thunderstorm. The other pack members turned on Illyrian and drove her off, wounded, an Outcast. Frightened, she took flight and flew far off, away from what had happened... Family Info: Mother was Terribithia, deceased, and her father was Aclerios, deceased before her birth. Notes: She possesses an Exotic Coat, Exotic Eyes, Weather Control, Wings, Speed, Sky Walking, Water Walking, & Immortality. She is a Gray Wolf/Mackenzie Valley Wolf. Starting As: Loner. Bio Complete: Yes.

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"All's fair in love and war," Theme Song: It's my Life by Bon Jovi. Character Name: Jaelyn (Means 'Bird of Light' in Native American.) Age: 3 years old. Gender: Female. Physical Description: Jaelyn is a pure Red Wolf, nothing odd about that except for the fact their mostly endemic to Florida or such, not Yellowstone. She is average height for her type and gender at about 28' at shoulders, though shorter than some of her fellows. She weighs around a good 65 to 70 pounds, so an average, to heavier than average female. She has a lean, muscular build, and a fairly powerful muscle tone for her build and it shows. She has slightly slim, defined limbs, with an overtone of muscle. She is a powerful fighter, not so much as a runner, and has better stamina if anything. Her snout is broad, but long, and her teeth are a bit small, but clean for her age, sharpness is granted. Her tail length is average to short. Her proportions are that her legs & body are about equal, which is good for her balance, and she isn't top heavy. Jaelyn's coat is a wave of different colors with her muzzle, head and back being covered in ripples of black and dark brown with some rustic coloration in between the stripe like black markings. Her flanks are rusty caramel color with some dark tanning as we go down to her legs, melding into a bright tan with noticeable red and orange tones in the sunlight. Her nose is a solid black while her tail is a baritone of browns. Her coat is thicker and denser on her back, tail and head than, with a slightly lighter coating is on her legs and muzzle. Her coat is mostly dense and fluffy, like wool, with little prickliness behind it. Her underbelly is an off white. Her eyes are a little larger than average, and their normal color is an enticing, warm orange-brown normally, but they change according to her emotion s or the seasons to her Gala Eyes. Personality: Jaelyn is a charismatic and sly young female. She will take advantage of anything or anyone to get what she needs to do done and doesn't feel guilty at all if she needs to do it. Now, she doesn't do it so often as to have a reputation of doing it and she does it so subtly her victims might not even realize. She does play mind games to her advantage. But she normally is a an energetic, cool type wolf, she has a love of pups, but she isn't dependent on anyone. Her sense of humor is more witty or sarcastic, and she'll make a brash remark if necessary. She's got a slight natural charm to her and smiles either falsely or genuinely. You just don't know with her, she takes life as a game and is actual somewhat mysterious in what she does. She isn't reclusive, but no social butterfly either and will usually help only if its to her benefit or for some kind of hidden gain. She knows a lot and keeps it under lock, like her weather predictions. She's trustworthy, but not many people know that about her. Once she swears something, she'll keep it, but do expect her to find a loophole if she doesn't like it. She likes to work behind the scenes and watch the drama play out. It's a sort of game for her. She finds others drama amusing, in truth, and she's basically at harmony with herself. No inner turmoil because of some horrible event in her past or such. Her motto is life is a game. While she can be a bit manipulative and does kind of play tricks behind the scenes and is a bit mysterious, she is trustworthy and is a good wolf to have on your side if you need a clever ally to get you out of something. History: Jaelyn's original pack was not exactly a happy little family. She was the daughter of the Alphess, Siren, but not the Alpha known as Avalon. Why? Her mother, Siren, had fallen in love with another wolf, specifically, an outcast, which was Jaelyn's father. The outcast was actually the Alpha's brother from another litter who had been kicked out by Avalon for disobedience. and thus a big love triangle with disastrous effects happened. After Avalon found out about his mate's scandal with his brother, the domineering alpha quickly took action, and viciously. He engaged his brother in battle and easily won against the smaller male. Than he turned on Siren, ignoring Jaelyn for the moment. He wounded Siren brutally and demoted her to Omega, no longer his mate. He declared that when Jaelyn was of a year of age, she would die by his jaws and no one else's, while her mother watched. Thus Jaelyn was allowed her first year, and while no one told her of her origins, she quickly figured it out with her rapid pace mind, because the rumors spread like wild fire. Her uncle, the Alpha, was brutalize her every month with a slight chomp or nip to the neck, it was amazing she didn't die. Her mother committed one more offense, by trying to stand up to her former mate, and died by his jaws the following hour. Thus she was orphaned, and she was left to her uncle with no defense. Somehow she caught wind of what was to occur on her first birthday, even if her mother was long gone, as was her father and she plotted to escape. She was always a calm mind, but she sure as heck didn't want death taking her already. She escaped on the eve of her birthday, in the middle of the night, and grew up in the wild, surviving on limited hunting skills. This continued until around 2 years of age, when she joined this pack. Her experiences didn't traumatize her into obedience or such, only to manipulate or look out for herself for the most part, no longer would she be the outcast or the one who was cursed from birth. She'd be the offender, not the victim, if it ever came down to it. Family Info: Her deceased mother, Siren, was once the Alphess of her birth pack, but betrayed Jaelyn's uncle, and her mother's former mate and Alpha, Avalon, for Avalon's brother and father of Jaelyn, Origami. Notes: She possesses Gala Eyes, Poison, 2 Feathers, and the ability of Weather Prediction. She is a pure Red Wolf. Starting As: Loner. Bio Complete: Yes.

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"Just Your Average Fallen Angel," Theme Song: Violet Hill by Coldplay. Character Name: Wulfsige (Meaning 'Victorious Wolf') Age: 4 years old. Gender: Male. Physical Description: Wulfsige is your average to an actually smaller than average male. His limbs are sleek and defined, his body is strong and he is wide shouldered, even for his height. He's not exactly tall considering his Mexican Wolf blood, but he stands higher than any full blooded Mexican Wolf at 33 inches. He weights about 70 pounds and stretches from tail tip to nose tip at about 4 and a half feet. His tail is long and hang off his body usually. He has a elongated, slim and notable snout and along with his ears take up most of his head. His eyes are accented by a white fray of fur above them like eyebrows, marking them out from the rest of his head. Wulfsige's coat is mostly a auburnish red, speckling with black than barring into black lines at his back the farther you go up. His underbelly and the sides of his legs are all white along with accents around his eyes, ears and lower muzzle. He has a distinct black mark on the back of his right ear, distinguishing him. His tail also barred with black and is charcoal like at it's tip, his nose is a wet, shiny black. His eyes are do not go with the rest of his appearance and sometimes startles those he meets. They are a solid, nearly glowing white, with a defined ring of aqua blue on his irises, no visible pupil. He is mostly a slinky, low bodied stamina-runner, with some strength to him. Personality: Wulfsige could be an interesting, but equally bland character to whom he meets. He's amiable and mostly soft voiced with a will of somewhere between iron steel and weak jelly. He isn't very self confident and easily bows to others except when it comes to his mate or past. Than he doesn't budge. It's like an automatic defense switch from jelly soft to 'I'll-Kick-Your-Butt-If-You-Say-Anything-More". He can be cold and doesn't make eye contact all that often and not very social. He also doesn't talk much and if he does, it sounds like a whisper to most. He's not exactly expressive to say it. But when he does mean something, he will do actions to show his feelings. He'll ravish his loved ones with dedication and gifts form large to small expecting nothing in return. He will try to make up every wrongdoing he has done on you once he forgives. Perhaps the most notable trait about maybe this slightly bland wolf is that his faith is immense, despite recent and life long betrayals. He won't abandon you in the middle of a storm, unlike his family. He'll nourish you when your sick or take care of pups, which he has a soft spot for. And even if he can't keep a promise, he'll try to make it up if you allow him. The one thing that stains his life very obviously, is his slow nature. It's not that he's dumb or something, he just needs to get a good handling on something before doing it. He's a straggler and maybe a bit standoffish at first yes, but he's got the memory of an elephant and a soft heart. History: Wulfsige was a straggler in his birth pack and in life, last at everything. When he was learning to hunt, he learned at 2 years, while his year-mates were already either dispersing or finding mates. He could never keep up with his natal pack's fast style of life. Eventually, in a harsh winter storm, when his pack was caught in the middle of a hunt, the rest of his pack abandoned him because they could not afford to wait for him to follow along. Thus he unintentionally and unwillingly became a loner. After the harsh storm pass, his coat covered with icicles and having suffered hypothermia, he ventured north some, from what was Mexico and went North West. He eventually caught on to the ropes of a loner, but it was hard for the likes of him. He managed to feed of small rabbits considering he could never take an elk or bull by himself. As his journeys continued his managed to join another pack in what was once Missouri. There he saw wolves who had miraculous powers and mutations. The alpha of the pack was kind enough to give him a trial period, see if he could break his old habits. but old habits die hard is the saying. He was kicked out at the terms of the agreement because he could not live up to his promise to keep up this time and fend a bit more for himself. Downcast once more, the male wandered ever more farther on the terrain until he found here. Here he met Xane, alpha of the Western Pack. This is where he found himself ever since and continues to try and keep up. Family Info: His parents are still alive but elderly in Wulfsige's native pack back down in Mexico. His mate is Russet. Notes: He possesses Exotic Eyes. He is a Timber/Mexican wolf. Starting As: Western Member. Bio Complete: Yes.

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"I'm a bird playing tricks, that's funny!," Theme Song: We'll Always Be Together! an Okami Soundtrack. Character Name: Eyolf (Meaning 'Lucky Wolf' in Norwegian.) Age: 4 months old. (Currently: 1 year old) Gender: Male. Physical Description: Eyolf isn't just blessed with powers, he's also blessed in the look's department, at least, according to himself. Eyolf is a small size pup of his young age, with the also obvious big eyes as a pup. As an adult he will stand at about 33' inches, and will still be average height as an adult. As an adult he will be around five and a half to six feet long tail tip to nose tip. Also, his weight as an adult will be around 75 to 70 pounds, so fairly light for the average wolf and male. In general he is an average height, light weight male with a more compact, condensed build. Eyolf's features are soft and puppy like, and always will be. His ears are not quite as pointed as those of his fellows, and will flop/hang very lightly as most of his time as pup. His nose is a shiny black, and his snout broad and flexible. His canines will be shorter and less sharp when he is an adult compared to others. His eyes are a soft, warm and adorable milk chocolate brown. He has a permanent puppy-dog eye expression on his face. His legs are slender, and well proportioned, he runs with a very smooth gait, with easy grace. He is a very light footed wolf and fairly flexible. Eyolf is easily lean with a runner's build, but not too thin like some, he's not a skeleton! His coat is a light beige or an off white with very light hints of brown. His coat is light weight, good mostly for all seasons, and of short to medium length, but definitely not stubby. His pelt is thick and soft as wool. His tail is slightly darker than most of his body and is a medium beige or light brown with a soft black tip. On the back of his ears are black to dark gray markings, or more simply, his ears are tipped with dark gray. At the end of his muzzle he's got some slightly blackish fur, but not much. For the total, Eyolf is a graceful, and light footed beige wolf with brown eyes. And did he forget to mention cute? Personality: Eyolf is the epitome of 'silly'. He, along with his brother are what his parents dubbed 'Terror Twins' or 'Devious Duo'. He is a very sunny wolf, with a happy-go-lucky nature. He doesn't exactly know where he's going, as long as everyone's happy, or, at least him! He has an easy grace and a charismatic aura about him, he's very cheerful and it's contagious. He is the most optimistic of his siblings probably and he loves the word 'hope'. He is fairly charming and his natural puppy looks would usually make him get his way, but even if he didn't, oh well, he'd live. He's not exactly spoiled and doesn't really care what others think of him, he's blind to it. No, not blind, that's not the word, Innocent perhaps? But, that's only the outside. Never judge a book, or in this case, a wolf by it's cover. While most others mistake his cheerfulness for also being blind and totally innocent like a new born human baby, that's not the case. Eyolf is highly intuitive, and he can pick out a lie pretty easily, he lies himself as well, so that only enhances his ability. He's not blind and can take the truth, even if it hurts. He used to be blind as a bat, sure, but after the death of his parents, even if he doesn't know it, he became more serious very quickly. This is what allows him to formulate very devious pranks. However, if on a serious note, he is a social butterfly, but even if your his closest friend, that doesn't mean your exempted from his tricks. However, most of what he does is only in good fun, but he loves to annoy others, it's funny to him! And he likes funny. Loves funny. So watch out! But have fun with him when he's not being silly like that. History: Most of the his past is shrouded under the mists of time, forgotten, but, not all is lost, for each pup remembers a little about that fateful day. Eyolf, for one, remembers only that one day, while he, his brother Efron and his sister were being finally allowed out of the den. and what fun it was! He and Efron were always playing jokes on each other, their parents and their sister. Eyolf was a quick learner, although silly. He soon found out, that like his mother, he was a Shape-shifter. His brother expressed profound jealously over it, hence the meaning of Eyolf's name, 'Lucky wolf'. On a cool spring day, on the eve of May, Eyolf was devising a plot to trick his sister, but all of a sudden, he heard the mournful cries of pain that a wolf makes when injured. Frightened, he came out of his place where he was hiding, a giant oak tree and their were three wolves. and that is all Eyolf remembers before it goes black. Then one day, he, Efron and his sister were in the middle of a forest, and so, they traveled on, aimlessly... Family Info: He thinks his parents are dead, but little does he know it's only his mother who's dead. His father, is a swingin' sarcastic outcast named Ricochet. What he does know is he pal s around with his siblings brother Efron and sister Cheveyo. Notes: He possesses the ability of Shape-shifting and Healing. He is a Gray Wolf. Starting As: Southern Pup. Bio Complete: Yes. As An Adult:

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"Arrogance, Sarcasm and Rebellion? I'm afraid that sounds remarkably like me," Theme Song: Uprising by Muse or Viva La Vida by Coldplay. Character Name: Efron (Meaning 'Singing Bird' in Hebrew), but he also has a nickname, Swithun. (Meaning 'Quick & Strong' in Old English.) Age: 4 months old. (Currently: 1 year old) Gender: Male. Physical Description: Efron is a bit different in stature and build than his brother. He is an average sized pup for his age, and maybe just a bit dainty on his already long legs. As an adult he will be a very tall wolf with a strong compact build, standing at 37' to 38' inches as an adult. He will also be a slender, graceful long bodied wolf at an easy six feet tail tip to nose tip. He will weigh more than his brother as an adult at around 80 to 85 pounds, so of average weight for a male perhaps, maybe slightly daintier or lighter. his ears are ever so slightly rounded, but still pointy and stand at a high perch on his head, always up. His features are slightly soft as puppy but will harden and become more defined as he ages. He will be a long legged wolf built for hunting and endurance, with an edge of speed to him. Efron is a dark coated wolf, with a mostly black coat, especially evident on his back with an overall tint of dark brown to his coat and on his face as well. His ears are outlined with a jet black, giving them a slightly cartoonist look, but mostly they are only even more defined. His underbelly is slightly lighter than the rest of his bodies becoming more mixed with brown as you go down to his back legs. His tail is a black as his very black back, same for the back of his head and brown tinted legs. He has a mixture of a fine bristly coat to a thick, scruffy and sheeny coat. His eyes are perhaps the most striking part of him, in a sense. His eyes are a very dark brown/blue, to black. They contain a sense of coldness to them, but who knows with Efron. His overall appearance is that of a strong bodied, tall black wolf with a stately appearance. Personality: Efron/Swithun is not his brother Eyolf, or his sister Cheveyo. He does not share a pup like enthusiasm, or a more diplomatic, kind nature. Efron is many words, but never one. Never. He can not stay on the same thing for long, he's always moving on, and he has a slight sense of curiosity, but he's not nosy. He's darker, not innocent at all. He sees things as they are and he has a perhaps sick sense of deviousness and humor. He is a bit precocious in terms of his age, with a very sharp wit and intellect at the moment. This only furthers his own nature. He's not particularly close to anyone except perhaps Eyolf, he has probably only ever had a neutral relationship with his sister. He's often contemplating something and whatever it is, he's not saying it. He's more of a private wolf and not exactly the most social preferring his own little space, thank you very much. He lives by his own rules and seethes at even the possibility of taking orders half the time. If he doesn't like something, his own arrogance says it all. He barks as much as he acts. Like his brother, even if you manage to get close to him, which isn't likely considering his rebellious, and dark nature, he still will prank you very often. No one's exempted, even Eyolf or his sister. Continuing on the fact that he rules his own life by his own agenda and he has the fierce will to do it, he won't stop at anything to get what he desires. If he want something he'll go down fighting, and hard. He's a die-hard for what he cares about. But he'll let go, he always does. Basically, a will of iron and he'll move anyone out of his way to do something. He's a drifter, jester, not much of an emotional wolf. He's also bitingly sarcastic, and doesn't care who he's saying it to. However, if it's in his interest, he'll listen. But only if it helps him. He's a master at deception or slipping around things. But he does genuinely care about his brother, and that's his redemption. He's likely to stick right along Eyolf, because he does feel it necessary to protect Eyolf. Also, he prefers to go by Swithun, only his siblings can call him Efron as far as he's concerned. History: 'O the past, miserable past, and fearful future. But Efron does not view them as one and the same as so many do. And he does not see them as frightening. He will take all of it head on, regardless of what it is. It doesn't matter. It's the present baby. Although this is his view on the past and the future, he, like his siblings, has a shard of a fragment of memory of what happened on a very particular day of his life. Perhaps for the worst of the better, he does not know why fate left it with him. But this is what he remembers. He witnessed his parents deaths, that is the one thing he is sure of. his parents were dead. He remembered standing in shock, perhaps filled with grief, or anger. Two wolves stood over his parents bodies, one came at him, and then... nothing. The next thing he knew, he and his siblings were on a nomad's life, for better or for worst is what he does not know. On a side note, once he discovered his brother had a special power, he was extremely jealous. Now he's grown up some and realized he still doesn't know completely who he is. Eyolf is older, but so much weaker than him, Eyolf needs protected. But Efron's individuality and very soul is at stake. In his search for himself, Efron has gone down the path of the North, joining them, the rebels. Family Info: He thinks his parents are dead, but little does he know it's only his mother who's dead. His father, is a swingin' sarcastic outcast named Ricochet. What he does know is he pal s around with his siblings brother Eyolf and sister Cheveyo. Notes: He possesses the ability of Mirage and Telekinesis. He is a Gray Wolf. Starting As: Southern Pup. Bio Complete: Yes. As An Adult:

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""A new place, a new life, a new love," Theme Song: Firework by Katy Perry. Character Name: Renaissance (Meaning 'Rebirth' in French.) Age: 4 years old. Gender: Female. Physical Description: Renaissance is a average built female on the tall side, a bit. Renaissance stands an easy 36' or 37' at the shoulder and is around 70 to 80 pounds. She's not as obviously lean or long legged as other wolves, or wide shouldered and strong. Instead, she has a fairly stouter build and is fairly hardy and strong, with good endurance. She isn't as hot at speed, though. She had diminutive features in her tail and ears, so her tail is short, but not stubby, and her ears are rounded and just a little small. Her snout is broad and average length, having a full set of 42 sharp, white teeth. Her ivory canines are extra long and peek through her jaws at times to form her saber fangs. Her legs are a just a wee thicker than most, and her neck is long. Renaissance's coat is a very thick and dense, prickly snow white, flecked on her neck, back and muzzle in places with a light brown. Her coat is of medium length and is some places clumps, and in others easily blows with the wind. Solid gold bracelets with a heart pendent on them are clasped around each of her four ankles, and tightly so so they do not jiggle or fall off. Her eyes are perhaps the most stunning part of her, in sharp contrast with her white coat, Renaissance's eyes are a beautiful crimson/scarlet red with a glint to them that shines like rubies, day and night. Her eyes are outlined by a ring of black, defining her eyes. She is basically a well built, hardy white female with an edge of tallness in her, as well as beauty. Personality: Renaissance projects a very calm, cool nature others around her and commands an aura of self control and natural authority. Renaissance is an impartial female and can judge evenly between two sites in a heart beat, but often remains neutral in conflict. She is a noble female who can have a bit of pride, considering some others who prove themselves foolish in her eyes beneath her. Despite this, she is a humanitarian type and cannot stand others who would inhumanely do anything, she see's it as fouling one's own honor. Honor. That is a big word for Renaissance and she maintains a a high code of honor and morality and though prideful, does not ever judge on site. Reputation is equally important to those wolf and she respects those with a good one. Now, love

[/b], that is the one thing Renaissance is obsessed with. If you even mention it, she will swoon and might try to get you set up with someone! Beneath that cool headed wolf is a passionate romantic with a thing for it. She is a romantic, and that is her true self. She is reasonable and practical, but certainly not boring. She takes it upon herself to make sure everyone is okay and will easily blame herself if something goes wrong. She believes in law, justice and order and will see to it, mercy is something slightly foreign in her eyes. She is certainly not cruel however. revenge is something she doesn't take part in nor have the desire for. She is intelligent and can plan things out rapidly. She will question authority if need be and will take it as well. She is a wild card romantic, in essence.[/sub]
History: _{She will not speak of it, she does not like it. But she will tell a basic story of this if you must know: She came form the very far north: Northern Canada, Greenland even perhaps. A land of snow and ice, cold, so very cold. Her pack was icy as her home. This wolf would have none of the cruel things she saw, none of it. She wandered off gladly by herself when she was on a hunting trip and headed far south. To here: Yellowstone. the first words she said to herself upon arrival: "A new place, a new life, a new love,"}
Family Info: She looks very similar to her father, who was Alpha of a bloodthirsty pack, but not in personality. He is still alive, but her mother? Naw, victim of her father. She had a supposed friend who turned his back on her when she seeking shelter form her old pack.
Notes: She possesses Exotic Eyes, Four Bracelets, Fangs, Empathy and Enchanted Singing. She is an Arctic/Gray Wolf mix.
Starting As: Western Member.
Bio Complete: Yes.
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"Fend For Yourself! Don't I?" Theme Song: Boulevard Of Broken Dreams by Green Day. Character Name: Lysander (Meaning 'Liberator' in Greek.) Age: 2-3 years old. Gender: Male. Physical Description: As a pure Ethiopian wolf, Lysander is quite light and perhaps smaller than other types of wolves by a considerable amount. He weighs only at about 37 pounds, and is tall for an Ethiopian wolf. He stretches about 4 feet from tail tip to nose tip. His body elongated and low-slung to the ground, with rather long and thin legs compared to his body. His snout is long and narrow, with his ears being pointed, triangular, and broad. His tail is long and hangs behind him. He has a lean build with a deposition for speediness due to larger muscles than average in his fore and hind legs, his endurance is average and strength is not his best, but can hold his own. His claws area black and take on the quality of being retractable like a cats and extra sharp. Lysander's main coat is a reddish-brown, with rusty red and oranges creeping in in patches of his body. His ears, legs, tail and underbelly all show white and darker brown to black coloration in areas. A marked band of orange accents he darker back and the colors come in waves on his flanks and back, from lighter, to darker. His tail is banded with white at it's base and black at hit's end and tip. His left front leg has a 'sock' coloration of orange tinted white right up to his thigh. His extremities tend to be lighter than his body. His nose is the typical raven black, as are his claws black. His eyes are a bright, lively neon green with an iridescent quality to them. Basically this is a large pure Ethiopian wolf with broad ears, green eyes, low slung body and long legs, with marked gifts of enhanced speed and retractable, sharp claws due to his Uuma heritage. Personality: Lysander is a calm, rather casual wolf with a smooth personality. He almost never looses his cool, and is patient enough, but he surely isn't stoic either. He does have a slight thing for remarks and sarcasm, and surely has a sense of humor. His eyes shine with shine with a spirit of life, and a go with the flow attitude. He's usually definite on decisions regarding himself, but works well in groups, open to compromise when necessary. He is an independent wolf, but with a penchant for socializing, and in the past and present, flirting. He's extremely self confident and has an infallible faith in himself, and is a bit of a perfectionist. He is easily aggravated by his own failures all to often. He however, while having a cool temperament and not one to fluently express his emotions like an open book, but by no means afraid to, is an easily annoyed wolf. Especially by wolves who act immature, have no common sense, ask too many questions and all around appear in his eyes incapable of carrying their own weight in the pack. He is a serious wolf with sometimes subtle ways, but is generous at times. And while perfectly capable of having an ulterior motive, he rarely does. He would much rather have someone else call the shots, but he is good for usurping a position of responsibility or leadership because he is willing to step up. The cool-headed wolf don't have his head stuck in the clouds but is inventive and scientific, quite capable of solving complex problems, intelligent enough he is. When confronted by one he personally does not like, he is often likely to smite or mock that wolf purely out of his own feelings, and often is one to say 'do it yourself'. but those he is truly loyal too will find him a valuable ally and willing to pay you back on virtually anything you do for him. It's the way this wolf works. He'll show loyalty if you show him some, same with respect. But if you do not keep your word with this male, or turn your back on him, be prepared for some vengeful times ahead indeed. History: He is not very open about his past, and refuses to tell for the most part. He usually lies an says he was born in a human zoo in the days before now, and escaped, but it's not true. He was really born in Ethiopia, in Africa and somehow, with a group of his pack found an abandoned ship from old times before and unwittingly boarded it. A storm unlatched the boat's anchor and the wolves were set adrift on the boat. Somehow, after weeks and months, the year old Lysander and two survivors from his devastated, and stranded pack landed on the North American coastline. In bad health and starving and thirsty, Lysander went it alone from the other two survivors who soon died after landing, he caught some mice and drank from the unfamiliar rivers and streams. Wandering aimlessly, the lost wolf raised himself virtually on a foreign continent traveling East until he reached Yellowstone national park. Finding prey plentiful and land wide and expansive, he stayed here and currently roams the area. He still feels apprehension being rather small compared to the other wolves in the park and the feeling a foreigner feels, but he now seeks a pack's refuge to where he may devote himself. Family Info: His mother's name was Afafia and his father's name was York, both were pure Ethiopian wolves. Lysander was born in Ethiopia, in Africa, but after he, his pack and parents boarded an abandoned ship, the ship somehow was set loose and starvation and no water killed off most of the wolves. His parents included. It was months or weeks later when he and two survivors landed in North America. He is the last living member of his pack. Notes: He possesses Exotic Eyes, Speed, Claws, Electricity, Power-Eyes and Invisibility. He is a pure Ethiopian wolf. Starting As: Eastern Member. Bio Complete: Yes. Previous Basic Picture: Scourge's Take(s) On Lysander: Ree's sprite for Lysander:

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"Defense is the best Offense," Theme Song: The Sun Rises an Okami Soundtrack. Character Name: Sōwilō/Sowilō (Meaning 'Sun' in Proto-Germanic. The sixteenth rune of the Elder Futhark.) Age: Pup (Newborn) Gender: Female. Physical Description: Basic Description: This female is tall with powerful, powerful shoulders and medium sized wings. At the moment she is the largest of her litter but will grow to only be about minimum size with a stocky look. Her back is a light brown getting darker the closer you get to the middle of her back. Her legs & belly are white with minimum tints of brown. Her ears are large and show many of her emotions. The she-pups eyes are bright yellow and almost gold. Black tips most of her fur with the exception of her paws and face. The muzzle is white and her teeth will grow to be just slightly shorter than average. Added Stuff From Me: Sowilō's eyes are bright with life, shining like the sun she was named after. She has and will have an incredible amount of energy and vitality and will fight illness with a stunning vigor. Her endurance is her strong suit as she grows, and despite her somewhat stocky look, she is a muscled female when full grown. Her fur is as soft as silk at her flanks, face and tail, but in other places like her back and legs it as prickly as a pine cone. Her ears are broad and marked with black/dark brown tippings. Her eyes are surrounded by circles of white, as are the outer rim of her ears. Her skeletal structure is hollow, which will reduce her weight overall and allow her the gift of flight later in life, along with her wings. When fully grown, her wings wingspan from feather tip to feather tip will be around 6-8 feet. Also when full grown she will stretch a small 4 and half to five feet long, and will stand fairly tall, though small in length at 34-36 inches tall. Personality: The she-pup is an extremely sweet one, with a caring personality like her mother. She loves the earth, grass, and especially taking care of others and will especially love pups when she is older. She has great eyes for hunting and can see weakness quicker than many other wolves. Becoming a pup caretaker or lead scout would be great choices for a position when she is older. Blood & death makes her sick. Extra Stuff From Me: Compassionate to all, regardless of blood, pack or history, she is. This she-wolf loves life and she is an ever-happy wolf, she could remind one of a bright fire on a cold winter night. She is not shy at all and extremely social she is. She is prideful and self-confident. Optimistic, and always laughing. She wants to experience all the thrills and adventures of life. While not a big fan of violence at all, she can be defensive of herself and her eldest brother, Gentry. Speaking of her older brother, she has a good friendship with him and would do almost anything to help her older brother. With a keen intuition and keen eyesight, the female is extremely observant and can tell a lie in a second. She has a need for her independence and to explore, and wishes to inspire those around her, to brighten there lives with her help. She can however, be rather sensitive and can be very , if not overly, protective of others. She wants to take the hits and defend others. Overall, she can be a noble, and brave, compassionate she-wolf if she gets encouragement as she grows up. However, she needs to watch herself so she doesn't get too full of herself and end up accidentally hurting others in her crusade to actually help and defend others. History: Her mother is the Southern Alphess, Ayria and her father is the Southern Alpha, Brock. (She is especially bonded to her weakest, and oldest brother.) Third born, (This is in accordance with Ree's post of the birth of the pups.) the female has plenty of vitality and so far little difficulty in surviving. Family Info: Her mother is the Southern Alphess, Ayria and her father is the Southern Alpha, Brock. (She is especially bonded to her weakest, and oldest brother.) Third born, (This is in accordance with Ree's post of the birth of the pups.) the female has plenty of vitality and so far little difficulty in surviving. Notes: She has inherited from her parents Wings and the ability of being an Animal Whisperer, and her own mutations so far include an Exotic Coat, and Enhanced Senses, in the area of her eyesight. Timber/British Colombian/Grey-Wolf mix. Starting As: Southern Pup. Bio Complete: Yes. Other Representations Of Sowilo (Not mine.):

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"The will to live still burns bright within me, despite my failure in my past!" Theme Song: Dragon Rider by Two Steps From He** Character Name: Lumescentii (Often nicknamed 'Lume' in the past and is pronounce 'Loom-ah-scent-I' or if you prefer 'Loom-ah-scent-ee') Age: 3 to 3 1/2 years old. Gender: Male. Physical Description: The mixed Eastern Timber/Gray Wolf's coat is thick, but not outlandishly so, and has a cohesive silky-soft texture to the touch. His pelt is mostly cinnamon brown with neon/light green laced and melded neatly into his fur, mostly at his back, hips, tail and face. His underbelly is a soft snowy white, in contrast a little bit with the rest of his coat. His eyes are bright, and a crystal-clear sky-sea blue. His wings take a similar coloration and are more swan/angel like than condor like, they form at his shoulders and stretch a proud ten feet wide. His nose is bean black and might remind one of a bloodhound's somehow. He has a little bit of a mane at his neck and head, giving him a more boyish look. The male is lithely built with a lean, and firm build of muscle clear in him. He is of satisfactory height and size at around 34-35' inches tall and 5 to 5 and half long. He is best endurance-wise with average strength and his speed has been built throughout his life during the quest he undertook when he was young. He has average proportions except for his tail, which may be a little long and he is in between stocky and long legged. His muzzle is sleek and well defined, as is his thickly furred tail and legs. Lumescentii's claws are sharp and more noticeable than most and his ivories are white and of average size and sharpness. One adorning, and curious feature of Lumescentii is the necklace he had rounded upon his neck. The necklace is formed of wooden beads held by a tough piece of thin brown-white rope with a long center piece- bead with the word Wind elegantly carved into it. This could be in reference to his air-manipulating abilities. In summary, the handsome, lithe and muscled male is one of grace and endurance, with a brown-green coat offset by white wings and bright blue eyes. Personality: The male in his younger years was a ham. He was a dreamy wolf and often would look at the sky with a determined glance and say 'I'm going to be the Alpha, someday!' And it wasn't impossible, considering he was the grandson of the Alpha and Alphess. But alas, not always do things turn out that way. He was energetic, fun-loving and ridiculously bold, always placing himself in dangerous situations. His younger sister thought he was dumb half the time. But Lumescentii always genuinely cared and loved his family and friends and was mature at times, demonstrating a warrior's soul. The determined male, however, can be laid back and perhaps overly idealistic. He can not make up his mind at times and has been torn in his loyalties often. He was also, and still is, more merciful than his homepack ever was and is somewhat of a compassionate soul. His experiences have taught this male many lessons. While still the same easy-going, brave and fun-loving male he always was, he is more reflective now, making constant remarks to his past and often appearing more dreamy, or distant now, as if reminiscing the past he held so dear. He is fiercely protective now of any he cares for and will stick through thick in thin, having learned it's not always best to make friends with every single person. The male easily falls in love and did fall once and again, but the first time was when he got heartbroken, the second he couldn't because of loyalty trouble. He's got a penchant for a sense of humor and often smiles. So in general, while still having the bold and energy from his puphood in him and a good sense of humor, he realizes life isn't always what it seems and now appears more distant, a dreamy look on his face apparent. History: He was the son of Waquila, and the daughter of the Alpha, Shayde. He was one of two siblings, his little sister was Siren. He was a cherished, excitable pup and he had his father's eyes and his mother's green markings. Only months after his birth, when he was around a half-year old, he and a few others pups left their packs to go on some quest. When they finally returned, he was a year and ha half of age and had gained a new power, his Air Control. Soon his loyalty was tested between a friend he had made on the quest and his own pack. Sometimes after his homeland's packs had disbanded, he left his homeland and traveled here. Only months ago did his white wings sprout, and he has learned the power of flight. The echoes of lost possibilities and his home haunt the male somewhat and have left him a little more less carefree than his pup-days. Family Info: Needless to say, he has a whole history of connections. His father was Waquila, Lead Hunter of his natal pack, and Shayde, his mother, one of the daughters of the first litter of the Alphess and Alpha. His younger sister was the water-manipulating Siren. His grandparents, the Alpha Pair, were named Sabye (Or some variant spelling of that.) and he can't remember his grandmother's name. He had tons of uncles and aunts also. Notes: He has Wings, Exotic Eyes and an Exotic Coat, a special wooden Necklace, and the ability of Air Control. He is an Eastern Timber Wolf/ Gray Wolf mix. Starting As: Loner. Bio Complete: Yes.

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"My heart is the coldest winter, my anger the brightest inferno, so do not anger me!" Theme Song: Moonlight Sonada by E.S Posthumus Character Name: Zephyrine/Zephyriné, nicknames are Zeph or Zephyra, has also gone by Shadow. Age: 3 1/2 years old. Gender: Female. Physical Description: This female is rather lanky with long legs, and a slim, but taut build, standing at 36 inches tall and weighing in at about 85-90 pounds. She has a build designed for a mix of strength and speed, with her endurance at average. Her fur is pitch, jet blue-black, and extremely prickly, like a pine tree. Her coat is short to medium and length, and not soft in the least, always standing on end like rows of needles. Her ears are rather large than other wolves and pointed, as are the rest of her facial features. Her snout is narrow and long, her eyes elongated and almost fox like, with slits. Her eyes are a dark, smoky blue, that shine out from the rest of her coat slightly. Her tail is somewhat short, with her legs being elongated and she is 5 and a half feet in length. Her canines are snake like and retractable to produce her poisons, and her lungs and vocal cords are specially adapted to produce echolocation, and then, if she wants, to scream at deafening levels, her ears have adapted to this as well so she doesn't go deaf from her own scream. Her long legs, her back, muzzle and stomach are all covered with a flurry of scars, old and new, deep and shallow, evident and hidden from fights over her time as a loner and the breaking up of her pack. Personality: This she-wolf is very silent, very brooding, and somewhat moody female, who you would think mute almost. She growls more than she speaks and she is very abrasive. Zephyrine is not a female to be trifled with and is very on edge, as if she could lash out at any moment. She sees things as black and white, and is very pessimistic. Her eyes tell how she feels and speak for her, and this female has a history of being very deceptive. She keeps her emotions on a tight lock and appears emotionless, but reads others very well, the slightest sign is never missed by this observant female. She seems to have an internal anger, an internal, raging fire that wishes to consume and destroy. Their is a deeper, more emotional side to this wolf, but few have seen it. She is extremely distant and formal when she does speak and is intelligent and cunning with her little tricks. History:Her home was not in Yellowstone, but elsewhere. She was an average ranking she-wolf, born to average ranking parents. Back then, this she-wolf was much more open, and sweet than she is now. She, and all the other wolves were well aware of the close bond and friendship of the alpha's son, and the beta pair's child as well. And her childhood was happy, playing with her playmates. Now her pack was thrown into disarray when the alpha and his son's friend had quite the disagreement, leading to the alpha taking half the pack with him, to who knows where. Now the female was left stranded and ventured out on herself, turning into the brooding she-wolf she is now. But their are other secrets she holds, ones that are the true cause of the drastic change in her personality, ones that she has sworn on her life that she will not reveal. Family Info: Born to average ranking parents, her parents names were Zelda and Seraph. Both are now deceased. Notes: She has Exotic Eyes, as well as Sonic Voice, Echolocation, Mirage, Telepathy, Hindsight and Poison abilities. She is an Northern Rocky Mountain Wolf/Mackenzie Valley Wolf/Gray Wolf mix. Starting As: Western Member. Bio Complete: Yes.