Name:
Bjorn (pronounced Bee-orn)

Gender:
Male

Age:
4 years old

Rank:
Alpha Male

Physical Description:
A wolf of massive size and a muscular, athletic build he towers over many other members of his species. Bjorn has long, powerful legs, a broad chest, strong back and thick neck that ends in a massive head with a muzzle to match its size and broadness. His size does of course provide him with a staggering strength and, despite his speed is nowhere near his physical force, his athletic, well proportioned body doesn't sacrifice his agility for his strength.

Bjorn's pelt is a mix of dark grey and white. It is thick, warm and mostly impermeable, acting as an excellent protection from cold and humid weather. Bjorn's eyes are of a light blue color, solid and with a very strong gaze. He excels at combat, resistance and tracking skills. His senses, especially his olfactory and auditory senses, are very acute and sensitive, justifying for his excellent tracking skills. He is also a wolf with a very developed instinct.

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Psychological Traits:
Respectful, dominant and strong-willed, Bjorn has a very calm and patient but quite serious personality. He is a natural leader, a good guardian, a protector. And this means that he has his priorities very well organized, the pack absolutely heading that list. He has always followed the steps of his adoptive father, who had been an excellent leader for the Inuik Pack and, now that he is leading, he makes sure that the pack is always cared and well provided for.

He might sometimes seem to be distant but truth is, Bjorn is very good at hearing and of course, very interested in anything that might be troubling one of his pack sisters or brothers, one of the reasons he finds leading so easy is that he makes a connection with the ones following him and does truly care for their well-being. He is respectful and understanding but, as all Alphas should be, Bjorn won't have his authority questioned or his rules disobeyed. When crossed he can be quite an intimidating being, without mentioning a very dangerous one.

Bjorn will protect any member of his pack at any cost and will always try to not guide them through his authority but rather have the consent of the pack on his actions. He is very intolerant with traitors and weary of strangers. Overall, Bjorn is a good Alpha, loyal to a fault and fierce when it comes down to confronting whatever is that represents a danger to him or his pack.

Mate:
None at the moment.


Background:
No one could understand how a lone, small wolf pup could survive the winter all on his own. Of course, luck had taken a very big role on this incredible event but it was also clear that only a few days more on his own would have ended the life of the poor creature, probably abandoned by his family or having lost it to the many hazards of a wolf's life.

The little creature had stumbled onto the territory and had been found by the Scouts, who, surprised by their finding, brought the pup to the Alpha, Ivar. The large male had recently had his first and last litter of pups with his late mate, that had soon died of sickness after giving birth to only one healthy pup, the other having been stillbirths or died soon after they were born. Empathizing with the foreign pup's situation and with a message he never told out loud from the shamans, Ivar adopted the cub, naming him Bjorn and rising him alongside his only blood descendant, Baldric.

The 'brothers' grew up together but never got along. Baldric was jealous of his younger, adopted brother who his father always favored so much. Bjorn, however, did see Baldric as his brother even if he knew he didn't want him there. Bjorn grew to be everything a wolf could want in his pup. And when Ivar, wounded in his last battle, proclaimed Bjorn as his heir instead of Baldric before dying, a fierce battle broke loose between the two brothers.

Having had to give his very best, and sustaining some wounds in the process, Bjorn saw himself the victor and became the rightful leader of Inuik pack, exiling his brother from his lands and never seeing him again. Two years have gone since then, and now Inuik pack is prospering and peaceful under the leadership of Bjorn.

Is he/she willing to become a mentor?:
Yes.

Name:
Pandora
Gender:
Female
Age:
6 Years
Rank:
Battlefield Healer
Physical Description:
Standing at a moderate height compared to her packmates, Pandora has a athletic physique paired with strong shoulders and a thick coat, giving the she-wolf the appearance of a very small bear on a bad hair day. Her long legs carry heavy paws with thick claws, allowing her traction in rough slopes and the ability to climb steep ridges with graceful ease. Her pelt is predominantly a darker rosy brown shade with a white underbelly and a hues of grey and black coating her legs and striping down from snout to tail. Her perk triangular ears and board muzzle settle on a roundish face with a black 'mask' of fur only detailing striking amber eyes, a few stating that shade reminds them of an owl's or some other bird of prey with all too many sharp talons.
Psychological Traits:
Highly intelligent and as cunning as a fox, Pandora boasts a very cool and collected personality, a perfect defense when dealing with the grumpy dogs who come in and out of her work space. Taking great pride in her work, she has a sharp tongue and even sharper wit, the job of healing on the go steeling her originally jumpy nerves and keeping the patient calm. Preferring to make sure everything is kept in check and running smoothly, Pandora frequently sets out to collect herbs and other natural remedies for the pack, even when the injuries are few and far between. Having a tiny itty bit of an obsession with anything birdlike, Pandora collects many of the pretty feathers she finds on the ground which she eventually stashes everywhere. Though she can be a bit snippy, she is very loyal to her pack and the few she would consider friends, while she also has a soft spot for younger wolves and tends to become a bit of a mother hen.
Mate:
None.
Background:
Born in a relatively large pack as the daughter of a hunter and a warrior, many assumed the sickly pup wouldn't survive a moon in the the blistering winter nights of the pack's mountain home. Surprisingly the first to open her eyes in a loud and fluffy litter of four, Pandora tested the odds and the biting winds as she grew, bounding across looming boulders and crumbling cliffs with a desire to become stronger and to protect her pack. Following in her father's pawprints from a young age, Pandora trained to become a warrior almost constantly scoring her claw onto rocks and feeble saplings.
After leaping and failing to bring down a rather speedy eagle then taking a rather ungraceful fall down a steep rock ledge in her first year, she was stuck under the healer's watchful eye as the jagged rocks at the bottom had almost severely damaged her right foreleg, keeping the wolf in a stuffy den full of leaves and roots for over a moon. Once healed with only a slight limp in her foreleg and a few scars, Pandora decided to abandon the route of a warrior and instead become a healer, absolutely wonder struck with the healing tactics she'd watch her pack's healer perform. Justifying her choice as just another way to protect her pack to her father, she was shunned by her family and cast off to become the healer's apprentice.
Over the next two years, she trained vigorously to remember the many tips and tricks that came with the job, from carrying around herbs to being able to figure out the right dosage to give her patients without accidentally poisoning them. Once there was nothing left to learn and nothing to tether her to the high mountains, Pandora bid a fond farewell to her teacher and set out to find a new home from the crumbling rocks of her birthplace.
Coming across the Inuik Pack after being somewhat of a freelance healer over the year, Pandora decided to settle down in the fierce pack after watching a few of the battle practices, swearing up and down that some poor wolf was gonna be torn to bit without her presence and abilities.
Is he/she willing to become a mentor?:
Yes.

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Name:
Fantomă.

Gender:
Female.

Age:
2 years old, 6 months.

Rank:
Warrior.

Physical Description:


Fantomă is a solid white she-wolf with piercing crimson colored eyes. She is moderately sized, being neither taller nor heavier than the average female. Her build could also be described as common as she is neither exceedingly thin nor excessively muscular. She still manages to pack quite the punch however and uses her looks to fool enemies into thinking she is weak before going in for the kill. Her pelt is decorated with scars. She has no shame in them. They are the cost of war and it is a cost she is willing to pay.

Psychological Traits:
Fantomă is rather rough in demeanor. A bite first, ask questions later sort of girl. She is well known for flinging herself into battle without regard for consequences or self-preservation. She is aloof around her packmates and doesn't go out of her way to make friends, but is still capable of working with the other warriors in order to fulfill her duties and of course heeds her leader's warnings and advice. Fantomă has a hard time processing negative emotions and desperately needs an outlet. Unfortunately that outlet often takes the form of aggression and violence. When facing foes of the pack she is merciless and known to leave mutilated corpses in her wake.

Mate:
None at the moment.

Background:
She was born the single pup of two wolves with normal pelts. Her pure white fur crossed them as a bad omen as both were highly superstitious and the birth had been particularly difficult, nearly killing her mother. They considered simply murdering the pup before she even opened her eyes, but of course the rest of the pack wouldn't stand for that and she was given to another den mother to nurse instead alongside her own pups seeing as her birth parents couldn't be trusted around her. Just as her parents began to accept Fantomă upon the urging and encouragement of their packmates, her eyes opened and instead of the blue-gray color all pups were born with Fantomă's eyes were bloody red. Her parents automatically rejected her and knowing that she wouldn't be killed despite her 'ghastly' mutation the pair decided to leave the pack. Fantomă was mentored by a brute called Pine once she came of age who taught her many things, but also helped shape a lot of who she is in adulthood. Between the rejection of her parents, their cruel words forever ringing in her ears, and Pine's brutal training she has become cold.

Is he/she willing to become a mentor?:
Yes, but it probably wouldn't be a good idea. She would likely be too rough with an apprentice.

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Name:
Giza.

Gender:
Male.

Age:
6 years old.

Rank:
Healer (wishes to become a field healer.)

Physical Description:


Giza is a lithe brute with a predominantly gray-black coat and cream colored underfur. The hair between his ears, along his muzzle and down his front legs are more of a brownish shade. He's mostly legs, being incredibly tall. He's also quite a fluffy wolf which makes him appear larger than he actually is. Beneath all the fluff he's rather slender and made up of lean muscles. Regardless, he manages to retain a sort of rustic beauty and strength. When not wearing a sneer on his face Giza almost looks naturally sorrowful or melancholy. His gait is elegant, effortless and smooth without him even trying. His eyes are a bright orange and his nose is black, standing out against his pale face. His pelt is littered with faded scars and his entire left ear has been torn off,

Psychological Traits:
Despite being a healer Giza is far from the nurturing type. Temperamental and easily agitated, most wolves choose to stay out of his way unless they have a serious injury that needs immediate attention. He seems especially disdainful of pups and yearlings, avoiding them whenever possible. If this grumpy fellow has a soft side no wolf has managed to figure out what it is yet. That aside, he is fierce and loyal to the pack. He might not be the most muscular wolf around, but he has speed on side and often turns out to be stronger than many would expect. His knowledge on healing herbs and plants is vast and he is an excellent medic despite his poor bedside manner.

Mate:
None at the moment.

Background:
Giza was born into a nomadic pack that traveled from place to place, never staying anywhere for longer than a few months. Not a normal behavior for wolves, but there was a reason for this. Their original territory was stolen from them by a pack of feral dogs and the murderous canines were highly intent on wiping the wolves in the area out completely. Giza watched his own parents be torn to shreds, unable to help them, before escaping with his siblings. They had been a small pack made up of solely relatives and a passive bunch, abhorring violence. They had been easy victims for the ruthless dogs. Giza was raised from puphood to a young adult primarily by two of his older sisters. Once he reached his second year he struck out on his own in an attempt to leave his past behind. Soon after he joined the Inuik Pack.

Is he/she willing to become a mentor?:
Definitely not.

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Name :
Farryl ( Meaning brave, Pronounced like "feral" ) 

Gender :
Male

Age:
4 Years, 5 Months

Rank : 
Warrior ( Wishes to become the Lead Warrior rank )

Physical Description :
Farryl is a fairly large, tall wolf with his shoulder length reaching at 3.4 feet. He has more of a burly built, with long, muscular back legs and strong forelegs combined with his large, heavy body, which commonly weighs at a heavy 185 pounds. He has a thick coat of medium-length hair covering him, with a thicker undercoat beneath him, and long cheek tufts. Farryl's eyes are a clear, dark brown with shiny tingles of hazel. He is shown with a large, scar with four long streaks of red on his right cheek, one of his most noticeable features. His pelt is also raked with smaller, but violent claw and bite marks, mostly on and around his shoulders and back. He also has one deep red bite mark on his lower left leg.

Psychological Traits :
Though Farryl may be seen at first glance as a tough, aggressive wolf with his many scars and slightly intimidating expression, he is usually kind to most anyone he knows. Farryl is a bold, determined wolf, hence, his name. He is a protective wolf who will lose life and limb to save a fellow pack member. He is trustworthy and honest, though he is not easily fooled. He has a clever mind with lots of experiences from being a slightly long-time warrior in the battlefield, and can encounter a variety of different tricky situations while in a fight. He is strong-willed, and somewhat obstinate.

Mate :
None currently

Background :

Farryl wasn't born into the pack, like several other wolves. Instead, he had two parents ; One was a wolf who broke one of the rules of a different pack and had a mate outside of the pack before he was executed by a higher ranked wolf. The other, a wolf of what you call a "loner." The lone she-wolf then gave birth to a litter of two, healthy male pups. Though, one of them wasn't very healthy for long.

The she-wolf had fled off to find a healer, carrying the sick pup by the scruff while Farryl was trotting along beside her. As they stopped for a short water break by a steam full of salmon, a foreign wolf pack approached the three. The wolves did not speak, but rather, they simply just kept quiet as the massive black wolf in front gave a signal, meaning something the three did not understand. The wolves stepped closer as the three backed cautiously, giving them each eerie, terrifying gazes. The large wolf lunged forward at her, attempting to seize her with his strong forearms. The she-wolf stood her ground and tried to defend before fleeing and told the pups to run as far as they could away from them.

Farryl and his brother hesitated, but ran as their mother had told. He helped his brother hunt and slept with him every night and together, they tried to make sure the other felt safe. Then, as they grew older, a quarter-way to adulthood, the other pup died of the on-going sickness, leaving Farryl alone. But just right after, a wolf brought him into the Inuik Pack after he told her everything that had ever happened to him. With sympathy and a little bit of kindness, the wolf adopted him under the permission of the alpha, then naming him "Farryl" for his bravery.


Is he / she willing to become a mentor : Yes, if it's required for Warrior / Lead Warrior, if not, then no.