:The Current Wild Pack:

:The Current Group:

:Loners:

:My characters:

:Name:
Hiro (Hero)
:Gender:
Male/Brute
:Age:
4 years
:Sexuality:
Heterosexual/ Heteroromantic
:Rank:
Beta (Former Zeta)
:Breed:
German Shepherd
:Personality:
Hiro is a dedicated dog with a true heart. He is not one to ever hold a bad grudge against anyone and never like to see anyone hurt. His personality outside of his Rank is much different than when he is contributing to the pack. Once taking a break from duties he is cheerful and sometimes even smug. He has been known to be flirtatious, yet sweet. He has a good sense of humor and is full of sarcasm. Hiro on the job is a totally different job, he is dedicated and hard-working, not giving up for anything. He takes full responsibility for his actions and sometimes even others, He is selfless, sometimes even to much for being a beta. His fair and even ways may one day grant him a lower rank.
:Bio:
Hiro was born a strong and healthy pup, and showed great potential in the pack. As he aged he came to the rank of Psi, where he trained with the Sigma to determine his best possible future rank. The sigma announced that his strength was in his fighting skill, and he would preform best in the pack as a Eta. He was placed in the eta group and welcomed there, he had already known most of the Eta's in the pack from pup-hood, they used to play with him occasionally and come say hi in the nursery. He preformed well, following the Zeta's in border patrols and the occasional scuffle with foxes and coyotes, and rarely they were approached by a bear. About a year or two after he was placed with the Eats, he Progressed to Zeta. He preformed so well there that the pack voted him in as Beta after Falk became alpha and a new Beta was needed. He has since forth been a very well respected and disciplined Beta and hopes that he will progress even further in the future, maybe a litter of his own?
:Strengths:
Hiro is a very strong and capable dog, being able to put a dog twice his size to the ground in seconds. He has an incredible sense of smell, better than most, but he's not perfect. His sense of smell is complemented by his level of confidence in himself, he believes in himself and never doubts his own judgement.
:Weaknesses:
Despite having a great sense of smell, Hiro cant catch prey to save his life. This has led him to usually only be used as a sense of smell during hunts and sits out on the catching segments. He also is very self judge mental, he may be confident in area he is comfortable in, but he thinks low of himself often, always trying to say the right things and being very hard on himself if he makes a mistake. Being a Beta, Hiro is expected to have authority over other dogs, but he has trouble with this being to fair and even in the pack, and this may one day grant him a lower rank to his dismay.
:Family/relations:
Mother: Jessy (deceased)
Father: Max (deceased)
Brother: (unknown) (Open, ask)
:Mate/crush:
none currently [pm me if you want your character to be in his interest, if not it will develop in the RP]
:Other/extra:
{Picture source}
He is a poptart x3

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May change this one, not to excited about it.

:Name:
Holly
:Gender:
Female/Fae
Age:
4 years
:Sexuality:
Bisexual/Biromantic
:Rank:
Member
:Former job/place:
agility competition-dog
:Collar:
yes, loose chain collar
:Breed:
Border Collie
:Personality:
Holly has always been a sweet and caring dog from the moment she was born. Being a border collie and agility dog, she has extreme intelligence. She is very swift and graceful, and learns fast. she is a very loyal and dedicated dog, not giving up on anything, whether she likes it or not. She is a very happy-go-lucky Fae with a huge heart. She loves to help out and she is very playful, truely young at heart.
:Bio:
Holly was born to a town breeder, she was raised there with her litter mates until she was old enough to walk, eat hard food, and see. She and her siblings were taken to a local adoption center for young puppies. Being as cute as she is (xD) she was adopted quickly by a family of four, a older female and male and their two pups. The older female trained her from a puppy to understand certain hand signals and noises she made. She was often brought to agility competitions, won some lost some. She was a very intelligent dog and very loved by her family. The pups of the family were especially kind to her, giving her yummy snacks sometimes and playing with her every time they could. When the disease started to take over the City, Holly was devastated to find that her whole family had been take by the sickness over night. In a desperate attempt to survive on her own, she stumbled across a group of dogs that had also lost their owners. She now runs with them, surviving as a wild dog the best she can.
:Strengths:
Holly is graceful and agile, her muscles are strong and built up well from training with her former owner. She is intelligent and good at problem solving, as well as telling other dogs emotions. She is also a very cheerful Border collie, and has the ability to help cheer others up.
:Weaknesses:
Despite being a cheerful and happy group-member, Holly does have her flaws, though she would never admit it. She is soft, being a house pet all her life she always had her food and shelter handed to her. Now having to search and attempt to catch food has taken its toll, she is sleep deprived and sinking into depression, she will need to learn the true skills of becoming a wild dog. She also has a weak spot for pups
:Family/relations:
Dam: Missy (unknown)
Sire: Jake (unknown)
Brother: Sam (Unknown)
Sister: Lilly (unknown)
Brother: Nirro (unknown)
Brother: Racer (unknown)
:mate/crush:
none currently [pm me if you want your character to be in her interest, if not it will develop in the RP]
:Other/extra:
{Picture Source}


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:Name:
Lucas, Luke for short
:Gender:
Male/Brute
:Age:
4 years
:Sexuality:
Bisexual/Biromantic
:Rank:
Nu
:Breed:
Siberian Husky
:Personality:
Luke is a sweet and kind dog with a calm personality, he is quiet and reserved. Luke likes to be alone most of the time, but he also loves to help out when he can. He is fairly lonely and his self-esteem has dropped. Being the only one as a Nu, he often feels alone and slightly hurt. Overall he is a quiet and respectful husky with a big fluffy coat. x3
:Bio:
Lucas was born in the pack, he lived a long and happy life with his sister and parents until he became a Psi and was trained by a sigma. He was upset to find that his skill was keeping tract of natural resources. He had hoped for something better, and well...Cooler, like Eta or Lambda. He now lives his life as a Nu, happy or not. He has considered talking to Falk about switching ranks, but he has trouble talking to others......
:Strengths:
Luke is strong, and surprisingly that is complemented by his speed, this allows him to do both hunt and fight if needed, maybe his sigma just didn't know where to put him xD.
:Weaknesses:
Luke is awkward, and he has low self-esteem, making him valuable and stressed most of the time. He blames himself for almost everything that goes wrong in the pack because he is responsible for their resources and storing them.
:Family/relations:
Mother: Silvia (unknown)
Father: Dusty (unknown)
Sister: Millie (unknown)
:Mate/crush:
none currently, [pm me if you want your character to be in his interest, if not it will develop in the RP]
:Other/extra:
{Picture source}


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:Name:
Torch
:Gender:
Female/Fae
:Age:
3.5 years
:Sexuality:
asexual/Biromantic
:Rank:
Eta
:Breed:
Canadian Eskimo Dog
:Personality:
Torch is a friendly and rebellious dog, often wanting to break rules rather than follow them. She is known to e flirtatious and occasionally reckless. Overall she can be fun to be around, especially when she is in a good mood. When she is in a bad mood her manner changes completely, she becomes irritable and easy to anger. This makes most dogs leave her alone after a while.
:Bio:
Torch was born in the pack, she doesn't have much else to show for her past. But sometimes she likes to make up stories of her past to younger dogs and try to fool them into thinking she is much more brave than what is the truth.
:Strengths:
Torch is an incredible fighter, she fights with swiftness rather than Brute force. She leaves that to the others. Torch usually finds a way to trip or frustrate her opponent with her sleek moves and crafty ways of battle. She is also a very confident dog, having skill in fighting makes her proud of herself and has boosted her self confidence.
:Weaknesses:
Torch is a smug Fae, and hates to be wrong. She also has a fear of doing something stupid or wrong in front of the pack, AKA she is afraid of being embarrassed. She is also afraid of what other dogs think of her and tries to make the best impressions on every dog individually.
:Family/relations:
Mother: Taiaga
father: Raven
:Mate/crush:
none currently, [pm me if you want your character to be in her interest, if not it will develop in the RP]
:Other/extra:
{Picture source}

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Name: Falk [Meaning 'Falcon' in Yiddish]
Gender: Male
Age: 5 Years
Sexuality: Heterosexual - Heteroromantic
Rank: Alpha
Breed: Alaskan Noble Companion Dog
Personality:
Falk is a very commanding and dominant presence. He makes it very clear that he's in charge, and he isn't afraid to put others in their place if they do something to upset him. He is very loyal to his pack, and he'll do everything in his power to keep it safe. He might seem like a bit of a harsh leader at times, but he only does what he thinks is best for the pack. He's a hard worker, and goes after what he wants, sometimes with ruthless determination. He can be a little bit stubborn at times, and usually keeps his emotions and thoughts a secret, which makes it very hard to guess what his next move will be. He is a smooth talker, and is good at swaying others onto his side and getting them to agree with him. He knows how to keep large groups under control, and can stay calm in dangerous situations. He might seem like he has no sense of humor, but he occasionally jokes around with close friends. Around others, though, he is always dead serious, aside from the occasional sarcastic comment.
Bio:
Falk was born in a dog fighting ring, his mother killed in a fight not too long after he could eat solid food. He had two sisters, and he was forced to kill both of them in the dog fighting ring. He was a personal favorite of the owners there, and he was put into a lot of fights. He obtained several scars during his stay in the fighting ring; one on his right shoulder, one on his chest, and one on his left side. One day, when he was about three years old, the police found out about the dog fighting, and the humans running it had let all the dogs go as an attempt to get rid of the evidence. Falk ran out of the city, not wanting to be anywhere near humans. He found a pack in the forest and joined them. He worked very hard to be respected, and eventually earned the Beta rank for his loyalty. He was fond of the Alpha at that time, whose name was Alter. Unfortunately Alter was very old, and he died soon after Falk became Beta, and Falk took over. He wasn't very upset by the death of the humans in the city, since he hates humans.
Strengths:
Size - Falk is a very large, intimidating dog, and towers over most others. His large size often comes handy in battle
Calm - Even in the most stressful situations, Falk can usually stay calm and think of a way to solve the problem
Natural Leader - Falk knows just how to keep other dogs under control, and is good at getting people to listen to him
Weaknesses:
Trust Issues - He doesn't like strangers very much, and can take a long time to warm up to them
Stubborn - Sometimes, Falk can be very stubborn, and he hates admitting that he's wrong
Snappy - When you first meet him, Falk doesn't really seem like the kindest of dogs, and he can be quite mean
Family/Relations:
Gittel - Mother - Deceased
Mirele - Sister - Deceased
Perele - Sister - Deceased
[Falk never knew his father]
Tsygan - Good Friend
Mate/Crush: None [PM me if interested. I'm going to be a little picky about his crush, since she'll be the Alpha Female if they become mates.]
Other/Extra: Credit to Instinct Photography for the picture, here is their tumblr. He stands at 33 inches [at the shoulder] and weighs about 110 pounds


Name: Toffee [I'm pretty sure we all know what this means X3]
Gender: Female
Age: 3 Years
Sexuality: Heterosexual - Biromantic [Leaning towards females for romantic relationships]
Rank: Lambda
Breed: Kooikerhondje
Personality:
Toffee is a very hyper, happy dog. She's rarely ever seen sad, and almost always finds a good side to a bad situation. She's good at cheering people up, and has a great sense of humor. She hates staying in camp for long periods of time, however, and goes a little crazy if she doesn't get to go outside. She loves taking long walks through the forest with her friends and hunting. Even though she doesn't consider herself to be good Leader material, she is surprisingly intelligent, and is good at working in groups. Sometimes she's a bit too straightforward, and this can make her seem rude, but she rarely ever means to insult anyone. She is very good with pups, and would've become a Phi if she wasn't so immature. She falls in love a bit too easily, and as a result of this, she's had her heart broken many times.
Bio:
Toffee used to live with an elderly woman in a house near the woods. She had a very happy life there, and she'd often get to run around outside while her owner watched her from the porch, and at nights she'd get to snuggle up to the woman on her bed. When Toffee turned two years old, her owner suddenly had a heart attack and died. She wanted to stay with her owner's body, but she was also afraid that the humans who discovered her would send her to the pound, so she ran off, into the forest. She lived alone for a few days before she stumbled into the pack, and she joined, first as an Omega, but after she displayed her hunting skills, the Alpha decided to move her up to Lambda
Strengths:
Endurance - Toffee has a lot of energy, and she can maintain a fast pace for a long period of time
Hunting - Her amazing sense of smell makes Toffee very good at tracking down and hunting prey
Friendly - Toffee is good at making friends with others, and she doesn't have many enemies
Weaknesses:
Fighting - Since Toffee is generally a very sweet dog, she hates hurting others, and will not fight unless she absolutely needs to
Bravery - Usually bravery isn't a weakness, but for Toffee, it can be at times. She's a bit too brave for her own good and attempts to do things that are too difficult for her, which can get her into trouble
Inexperienced - Toffee used to be owned by humans, so sometimes she doesn't seem very familiar with the ways of the pack
Family/Relations:
Sunshine - Mother - Location Unkown
Yarrow - Father - Location Unkown
Ray - Brother - [PM me if you want to RP him, I was thinking he could be in the Group]
Brecht - Good Friend
Mate/Crush: None [PM me!]
Other/Extra: Picture Source. She stands at 15 inches [at the shoulders] and weighs about 25 pounds


Name: Brecht [Dutch name meaning 'Bright']
Gender: Male
Age: 4 Years
Sexuality: Asexual - Homoromantic
Rank: Upsilon
Breed: Greyhound
Personality:
Brecht is very shy around dogs that he doesn't know very well, but if you know him well, he'll be a huge sweetheart around you. He's very loyal to his friends, and tends to stay close to them, so once you befriend him, good luck getting rid of him. He's very skittish, but good at sneaking around and talking his way out of situations, which was why he was chosen as a scout. If he likes a particular dog, he'll be very awkward and quiet around them, since he doesn't really know how to approach them. He hates the cold because of his short fur, and he likes snuggling up with his friends to keep warm during the winter. Even if he does get scared easily, he'll face his fears and even risk his life to save his loved ones if he has to. He's good at keeping secrets, and he stands up for the right thing.
Bio:
Brecht was bred to be a show dog, but he was the runt of his litter, and didn't match up to the standards that the humans who bred him were hoping for. So as soon as he could eat solid food, they kicked him out onto the streets in the middle of winter, hoping he'd just die out on his own. Luckily for him, an elderly female from the pack found him and brought him to the pack, where he was trained and raised. At first, the Alpha saw no real use to him, and he was supposed to become Omega, but they soon found out how good he was at sneaking around when he spied on a conversation between the Alpha and the Beta. Of course, they were mad at him, but then the idea came to mind that he could be an Upsilon. Once he was old enough, they put him in the rank for a few months as a trial, and he did very well as a scout, so they decided to keep him there.
Strengths:
Speed - It's unlikely that you'll meet a dog faster than Brecht, since the greyhound is one of the fastest breeds in the world
Loyal - Brecht will stand by his friends and loved ones no matter what happens, and he would follow them to the other side of the universe if he needed to
Quick-Witted - When he gets into difficult situations, Brecht can usually come up with a solution within a matter of minutes
Weaknesses:
Skittish - Brecht is intimidated and scared by bigger dogs very easily, and tends to stutter and act awkward around high-ranked members of the pack. He also gets scared by loud noises
Weak - Having been the runt of his litter, Brecht isn't exactly the strongest dog around
Cold Temperatures - Unlike most other dogs in his pack, Brecht has very short fur, so he doesn't do too well in Winter
Family/Relations:
Shayna - Adoptive Mother - Deceased
[He doesn't remember any of his real family]
Toffee - Good Friend
Mate/Crush: Has a tiny crush on Asa, but doesn't have the courage to talk to him [My poor, awkward Brecht]
Other/Extra: Picture Source. He stands at 29 inches [at the shoulders] and weighs about 80 pounds


Name: Tsygan
Gender: Male
Age: 4 Years
Sexuality: Heterosexual - Panromantic
Rank: Iota
Breed: Miniature Dachshund
Personality:
Tsygan is probably one of the smartest dogs you'll ever meet. He gives amazing advice, and is good at coming up with plans, sometimes even Falk himself asks Tsygan for information. He is very perceptive and observant, almost nothing slips past him, and he's good at telling if others are lying or not. He takes his job very seriously, since he has the lives of his pack-mates in his paws, and while he's working, he's very serious. The only time he'll make jokes while on the job is if he's telling one to help the injured or sick dog feel a bit happier. He isn't fond of battles, and is actually afraid of them, since he's such a small dog. So, he always sits out on fights, but will definitely help any dogs injured in it. He is good at making friends with others and starting conversations, and he often helps to welcome new members to the pack.
Bio:
Tsygan was raised by an elderly British man that used to be a vet. The man often talked to Tsygan, telling him random facts about animals and how to help injured ones. At the time, he didn't think much of the stuff his owner told him, but he listened anyways. When Tsygan was three years old, the elderly man was diagnosed with Alzheimer's, and had to be sent to a nursing home. Since the man wasn't allowed to bring Tsygan with him, the small dachshund was taken in by a younger woman. He didn't enjoy his life with the woman, since she ignored him and hardly took him out of the house. Sick of being neglected, Tsygan got out of the house and ran away, into the forest, where he found the pack. He was accepted into the pack as a pup-sitter, but he begged the Alpha, Falk, to let him become an Iota. Falk disagreed at the time, but one day Tsygan found the Alpha injured after a fight with a loner, and losing blood quickly. Remembering the stuff his owner had told him, Tsygan was able to heal him, and that's when Falk decided to let him get training from the Lead Medic so that he could become an Iota. Tsygan has completed his training recently, and has become a proper Medic.
Strengths:
Wise - Tsygan is almost as wise as a Gamma, and he even helps the Betas and Alphas with decision-making at times, because of his friendship with Falk
Knowledge of Herbs - Having training as an Iota, Tsygan knows how to treat sick or injured dogs, and is quite good at it
Calming - Tsygan knows how to make other dogs feel welcome to the pack, and he's good at calming other dogs down when they're angry, sad, or stressed
Weaknesses:
Small - Miniature dachshunds, as you can guess, aren't that big, so Tsygan is an easy target for larger breeds
Being Alone - Even though Tsygan works amazingly well in a group, he is useless on his own
Fighting - Tsygan is definitely not good at battling, and is even afraid of it
Family/Relations:
Biscuit - Father - Location Unknown
Flo - Mother - Location Unknown
Falk - Good Friend - Became friends after he saved Falk from bleeding to death
Mate/Crush: Tootsie [When they meet]
Other/Extra: Picture Source. He stands at 5 inches [at the shoulder] and weighs 9 pounds [he ish very smoll]

Image to original owners. Some cropping has been made.

Name: Cerberus

Gender: Male

Age: 3 years

Sexuality: Bismexual :D

Rank: Loner

Former job/place: Forest

Breed(s): Leonberger

Collar: Nope

Family/relations: None.

mate/crush: None.

Other/extra: Nothin' at the moment. :3

Personality: At first Cerberus is a bit of a butthead for lack of a better term. He's typically hostile and doesn't easily trust others. Once he's warmed up to another canine though he is rather goofy and extremely sarcastic and can occasionally go overboard if he doesn't think about his words first (he rambles when flustered and thus can go overboard with his words). In summary: Be careful when you first meet him as first impressions are big for him and once he's warmed up to you he's a giant goof ball.

Bio: Originally bred as a farm dog Cerberus was raised for six months by a not so nice human family. When they found another dog already trained and less of a hassle to work with, they abandoned Cerberus in a forest at around seven months old for him to fend for himself. Already having some knowledge on how to hunt and hide from predators, Cerberus grew up quite well, teaching himself to hunt and soon after he was one year learning to fight from an older loner he met. This loner raised him almost as a son until a year later the loner left him for one reason or another. Since then he has once more lived on his own.

Strengths: He is best with fighting as he is quite muscular. Hunting he is decent at though has about a 50/0 chance of catching prey since stealth is a bit hard for him. He can typically only catch larger prey that is hurt or old. Winter and Fall are his best times to be active due to his thick coat.

Weaknesses: Social interactions and taking orders are quite hard for him since he's grown up on his own with little to no communication with other canines. Running long distances or chasing something for too long will hinder him a lot as he over heats quickly and has less stamina for running than some. Spring and Summer are his worst times to be overly active due to a thick coat even after shredding.

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Copyright to me and my adorable mutt.

Name: Fenrir

Gender: Male

Age: 4 years

Sexuality: Asexual but flirtatious [May change later on]

Rank: Kappa

Breed(s): German Shepherd

Family/relations: None.

mate/crush: None.

Other/extra: Nothin'.

Personality: Easily described as hyperactive, Fenrir is very energetic and friendly towards everyone. He seems more like a pup than a full grown dog but can be quite serious when needs be. More often than not he will be quite flirtatious towards any dog and may step over boundaries accidentally, but will always pull back of he notices anyone is uncomfortable with him.

Bio: He grew up in not so different from this one, though it was a much less caring pack and inevitably he was bullied for being the runt of his litter. His mother often protected him until she died when he was about a year old. After the loss of his mother he left the pack to get away from the bullying. After a year of living on his own and teaching himself both to fight and hunt, he found the current pack and quickly rose to his current rank.

Strengths: Although Fenrir is muscular he is also quick, making him able to hunt both smaller prey and larger prey. Larger prey is harder to take down due to lack of weight and muscle needed to unbalance them so often he will hunt larger prey with a hunting group rather than alone. He is also quite sociable and will always try to make friends if possible.

Weaknesses: Though he is friendly, his over flirtatious manor may be his downfall in social interations if the fellow canine if easily iratable or simply dislikes his humor and prowess. His runt-ness is also a bit of a downfall in fights if he ever needs to defend himself or the pack.