I'll have a summary of the rp just in case anyone falls behind.

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|Name| Morn

|Gender| More commonly he/him but they is also acceptable.

|Age| Beginning of his third year

|Sexuality| Asexual & Demiromantic but is currently not entirely aware/coming to terms.

|Rank| Omega

|Pack| The Lost

|Breed| Seemingly a wolf dog mix, holds the structural gait and confirmation you'd see in a working German Shepherd. Tendency to stack, though not necessarily well.

|Appearance|

((Picture isn't to a T, I'll draw him when I can))
Hues that intermingle from black, to grey, to a silvery white. Has occasional rusting running through the tips of the black portions of his coat. Is lithe in form but tall, with large paws and dew claws on his hind legs. His fur is of a moderate length, becoming primarily long among his neck in a way that can be seen as a bit wild and unruly, despite his efforts to keep up a better appearance. He has what could be described as a robotic eye, however it serves little function and he cannot see out of it. The light from his mechanical eye is a faded pink akin to what you might see in albino animals. His good eye remains normal and is of a standard, light yellow color with faint touches of green towards the pupils and a distinct streak of brown from the pupil to the end of the iris towards the bottom half. Metal lines each of his ribs, though the metallic parts can be obscured by his pelt.
His golden locket is engraved with a symbol resembling The Eye of Providence. He is desperate to open this locket and seeks what lay hidden within that can border on the obsessional.

|Quote|
"And I'm ill with all that I know 'cause it shows what little I know. I want sacred, I want final, and I'm seeking it wherever I go"

|Personality| Has a tendency to be arrogant and egotistical, however this trait down to its core is a ruse to cover for his utter lack of self esteem. He knows of this flaw but chooses to ignore it as well as he can. Prone to pondering and becoming lost in thought and ideas, especially regarding philosophies. He has a strong thirst for knowledge and figuring out the unknown. This can lead to an obsession on his locket and questing for The Forgotten. He has tried many times to open his locket to the point of a frustration that can lead him to think it, along with the other lockets that the others hold in their possession, a bane. Often feels hollow with a lingering sadness, his belief is that this can be solved through the many mysteries that lay before him.
Deeply wants camaraderie but is internally conflicted with a strive to prove his independence even though by nature he is/can be very dependent on others. He is more of a tactical thinker when it comes to battles as he does not carry much in the way of brute strength. Respects those he admires for various traits, actions, or duties greatly, but can be a touch envious at times.
He doesn't like confrontation or conflict, and will make great attempts to diffuse a situation by whatever means may be necessary to him. He is more likely to withdraw but can snap if pushed.
Often he feels restless, and likes to be on the move, seeking.
Morns suffers from intermittent amnesia.


|Family| Currently his family is unbeknownst to him.

|Background| (To still be developed further)
His life as a pup is but a vague memory to him. Only dulled scents and muffled voices linger, the rest too far for him to grasp onto, as though carried away by a dark tide. He can only remember strongly a feeling of weakness, of illness. He can strangely recall stumbling into the pack when he was in his first year of life, confused and disorientated but with a locket, gold and embellished in symbols, latched within his jaws. This was the key to his passage into the pack.

Morn remains in the bottom rungs regarding rank within the pack as he holds his place, often bitterly, as the Omega. He does not hold much strength beneath his paws to move up the ranks as quickly as others nor to dispute his position within the pack.
He is an easy target for the frustrations of others. This can leave him wary, submissive, and paranoid of others intentions. On the other hand, his tendency want to diffuse tense situations in whatever manner he can leaves him with a job more important than he probably realizes. He is often willing to play the role as a scapegoat if to ease relations within the pack.


|Other|
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Name:
Nadelin

Gender:
Female / Fae

Age:
Three years

Sexuality:
Heterosexual Biromantic

Rank:
Lead Scout

Pack:
Pack of the Lost

Breed:
Wolf mix (Akita x Husky x Wolf x German Sheppard)

Appearance:
Nadelin is light in appearnce with a few darker markings along her side, as well as muzzle. Nadelin has the mask gene, giving her a darker muzzle and face than the rest od her body, her mask is a dark brownish greywhich contrasts with her bright blue husky eyes. She also has a small beauty spot on the side of her face, which comes from ther German Sheppard gene. Nadelin is quite small for her breed and has a bit too long legs for her very short and small frame. This however makes her extremely agile, but very weak to attacks.

Quote:
"Snow may fall individually, but together they become big and strong."

Personality:
Calm and collected, Nadelin is seen as a wall of ice and an oddity. Togetehr with her weird almost ghostly apperance and her ghastly eyes, she makes up a weird creature with weird speaking manners and somewhat lack of respect. Nadelin is a lonely wolf, used to not seeking company and straying away from most. She stays hidden, away from everything and is distant, but when needed she is intelligent and while not very obediant, she does what her leader aquires.

Family:
Safron (father, unknown)
Bailey (Mother, unknown)
Basil ( Sister, unknown)

Background:
Nadelin was born in a cold family. It was clear that her parents didn't love ecahother from the day she could open her eyes, her father having a mistress on the side and her mother not caring for where he went at night. They had come together to have pups and that was it. Nothing more. However, Bailey was not prepared for the hell awaiting her with pups and grew aggressive towards her two daughters, yelling and biting their ears, sometimes even chasing them.
When Nadelin was two years old, she left in the middle of the night, the cold female wanting to find another home. And luckily, she did. After almost a year of searching, Nadelin found the Pack of Lost, joining it on the spot. She quickly rose in the ranks and became the lead scout.

Other:
Nadelin is reserved and only has respects for those above her, gaining her respect is hard , so be prepared for trouble if you try.

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Accepted, does Nadelin wear a pendant?

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Yes! I forgot to add it aa,,
Its a golden chain with a not perfectly round pendant that is sealed shut, rather dirty and usually hidden under Nadelin's fur !

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Ah ok, thank you for telling me. X3

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Name: Dimitri
Gender: Male
Age: 5yrs
Sexuality: Bisexual (Leans more towards males)
Rank: Beta Male?
Pack: The Lost
Breed: Timber wolf x Saint Bernard x Alaskan Malamute
Appearance:
He is about 58in tall at the shoulder, and weighs about 200 pounds. His fur is a rust color, accented by his white under belly, and black tipped ears and tail. He has black eye spots, and his muzzle is white. The underside of his tail as well as the insides of his legs are a creamy white. His fur is extremely thick and wavy, as well as surprisingly soft and smooth to the touch. His throat is plated in metal, and his voice as a result comes out hollow and with a slight whistle. When he howls it sounds less natural and has an undertone of a whooshing sound, like air being forced through a pipe. His growl is even weirder, for it sounds like a bear and blender mixed together. Black metal spikes that barely peek out of his fur line his spine, as well as the tip of his tail and around his neck and jaw. Deceptively sharp, and capable of piercing the roof of an unprotected mouth.The nails on his paws are in fact metal, however, he doesn't use them to fight. The best example of how he uses his nails is a cheetah, as he uses his elongated and stronger nails to grip the ground better.
Quote:
I do what makes me happy, and I go where it pleases me, I speak my mind when I see fit.

Personality: He is the type of guy that likes to believe he is friends with everyone. He has a need to be in control, as he hates disorganization and chaos, often leading others to consider him bossy and controlling. He doesn't like to be alone, and prefers to surround himself with others whenever he isn't feeling well. In fact, the best way to know something is truly wrong with him, is him isolating himself. He isn't very violent, and rarely ever gets angry, he has incredible patience that can almost be considered saint like. He enjoys teaching and prides himself in having a wide range of knowledge. He holds a think first act second mentality, and prefers to analyze a situation before jumping in head first. However, this is one of his main flaws. He is very hesitant to do anything in the spur of the moment, even the simplest tasks are reason for him to think up an entire plan and back up plan. He is honest to a fault, and can often lack tactfulness in sensitive situations. But he is always ready to listen. He is, however, surprisingly prideful, and hates being proven wrong or put in his place. These are probably the only situation in which he is likely to become angry. And despite his kind nature he is a viscous and violent opponent, if he can't find a weakness he will make one. He prefers to rip out flesh in strategic areas, in inflicting damage wherever he can, and make no mistake he is not an honorable fighter. He will fight dirty, an opportunistic bastard that isn't afraid to use anything to his advantage, if he can dish it out he can most definitely take it. He will fight for what he believes in but, refuses to fight unnecessary battles that dont matter, or dont involve him.

Family:
All deceased
Background:
(Optional)
Other: His pendant is a silver five point star, with a red stone in the center, it is a little damaged around the points where he has tried to open it.

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(CHARACTER IS MINE!! DO NOT STEAL OR I'LL STEAL YOUR SOUL!!!)


Name:
Tyrael
Gender:
Brute
Age:
2
Sexuality:
Homosexual
Rank:
Warrior (Though he can hunt fairly well)
Pack:
Pack of the Lost
Breed:
Wolf
Appearance:
He has slightly overgrown teeth that protrude just barely past his lip. He sports two mutations actually, one of overgrown teeth and another of chimera. One half of his face is pure white with a bright blue eye, the other is black and brown with a green eye. His body is a mix of these three colors as well, he has medium length silky fur and is a hefty male weighing in around 94Lbs and 2.3ft at the shoulder.
Quote:
"Stars cannot shine without darkness)
Personality:
Loyal, Great Fighter. He is swift, smart and holds great agility while he lacks in the strength and 'holding your tongue' departments. Once getting past his shell, Ty is a fun-loving wolf to be around, though he can still be quiet and stay off on his own. Does great at taking orders from alphas and betas due to his training from his mom as a pup. He LOVES spending time near water sources and with pups, though couldn't be a pup-sitter at all. He strongly dislikes anyone talking out of place and speaking against those he holds close, snapping easily when it comes to them. Usually though, Tyrael is hard to break wolf with a heart of ice when it comes to strangers and those he doesn't know.
Family:
All of Ty's family is deceased except for a brown shewolf with the name of "Shai", she is his aunt he never knew of. (she is 4 years old)
Background:
Ty was born into a pack on a island, the day of his birth however there was massive flooding and a forest fire spreading across it. Everyone in the pack died, to his knowledge, except him and his mom who had just barely managed to live while his other siblings passed. In the next two years of life, his mom was growing weaker but unrelenting in his training on hunting and fighting to defend and feed himself. He became known as 'justice' to the packs around him as he jumped in and saved wolves from hunts and raids from rogues and other packs. Not one knew his true name and he bears a signature scar from his left ear to his nose. On his second birthday his mom finally passed away and he immediately changed, only jumping in to help every so often. If at all.
Other: His locket is a golden yin-yang symbol. One side silver, the other gold.

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Accepted! Love all the characters so far!

For more Diversity

So that there is more diversity and so no characters seem too similar. I'm cutting off more metal jaws and teeth. Everyone who currently has metal jaws and teeth are completely fine and don't have to change anything at all. This is just for more diversity, no one is in trouble or anything.

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Um, Raven. Do you mind changing the metal jaw and eye on your character? It's just that those things have already been claimed, and I think It would be best to make all the wolves unique in their own way, you know?

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Adding descriptions of the lockets from Lucifer and Daemon.. Also with how they received them. Gimme about 5

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