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Full Name
Radames Al Sadat

Nickname
Al, Ram, Radames

Gender
Male

Age
3 Years

Known As
Baron of the Desert
Foreign to fertile land, He comes from the desert

Rank Applying For
Knight

Sexual Orientation
Bisexual+Aromantic

Bloodline (If Any)
Sire-Omar Wael Sadat|Alive
Dame-Aaliyah Sadat|Alive
Sibling(s)-Seif(M), Dodo(M), Nihad(F) (Open)

Romantic Interest(s)
N/A to every form of love interest

Strengths
+Alert
+Resourceful
+Open Minded

Weaknesses
-Trust Issues
-Overly Cautious
-Blunt

Characteristics
Large yet lean, he comes off as a very gruff looking canine. His coat is a rusty red with black splashed along his back and tail with light tan under coloration. Scratches and a nicks cover his body at most. His eyes are a pale color, silver looking in some cases though they are a pale yellow in reality. He has a fairly average structure over all though his ears are a bit larger then usual and his coat isn't as lush as others, more thinner then the norm. His expression caught in a stoic start with a small frown on it. Radames weighs around 130 lbs and standing at 2.9 ft at the shoulder. Most notable of his features is the large chuck of his tail missing leaving barely half of it remaining if not a little less. (explained in history)

Temperament
He isn't very talkative, silent and often ignoring others unless they have an importance and/or he must treat them with decent respect. Besides this he is often alert, mostly from being raised that way. In most cases he is silent, constantly alert, and questioning act is from trust issues, a small bit of trauma keeps him from easily warming up to someone. Worst part to add is he lacks a lot of manners, often eating sloppily as can be, blunt with his choice of words. Overall not a fun canine to be around.

On the other half if you do manage to befriend him he can be proven to be a worthy ally of sorts. He has a few tricks of his fur with finding water sources in desert terrain and he is resourceful. he can foul mouth away any bullies at least to, possible plus to having him as a pal?

History
Radames was born in the arid desert. He was commonly active at night due to his parents coaxing him into sleeping through day to avoid the desert heat. Only time he was allowed awake during day was when it was in winter times or when it rained, throughout his time growing up there he ate eggs, corpses of heat stroked animals or fainted living animals, and in some rare cases his family got him to cannibalize on the bodies of the less fortunate desert dwelling wolves. He was absolutely disgusted by their ways of living but he still remained with them as it was his only hope to not be alone and picked off by others.

Though, it was he remained with his family until a winter night. His father, Omar, spotted a raiding pack not far. Even a few jackals seemed to circle at the borders as if waiting for carnage. His family was small, only a few siblings, adolescents and his parents counting him. Eight in total. The evading wolves held thirteen members. Radames merely told to stay back with the other young canines only to attack when charged at as the older four scampered ahead to try and elude the raid into hounding them. It wasn't enough, Six barreled had, spotting the four young wolves that Radames was among. Out numbered the four ran, splitting off as Radames darted into the night, one of the wolves had caught up to him and grabbed hold off his tail, snapping the bone and tearing the very skin as Radames stressed to pull away. The chuck of his tail was eventually torn off forcing a yelp of agony as new pain and fear powered him to run. The screaming of war rang in his ears as the small family pack was torn apart, he didn't know if his siblings survived but he kept traveling. Far and far until he crossed unknown lands, doing his best to hunt the unknown prey. mainly living off field mice during his travel, until he came across Artemisia.

Do you have the sickness?
No, though this answer is changeable

~

"There is no end to the adventures that we can have,
if only we seek them with our eyes open."
:||: Full Name :||:
Sigrid Brynhild Gunnvor

:||: Nickname :||:
Bryn or Sisi (These nicknames may only be said by her siblings, family, uncles/aunts, or cousins)

:||: Gender :||:
Female

:||: Scents of :||:
Honey mixed together with the sweet smell of pine wood, sometimes even smelling like a morning jasmine.

:||: Age :||:
3 Years

:||: Known As :||:
War Bringer

:||: Rank Applying For :||:
Aristocrat

:||: Sexual Orientation :||:
Heterosexual

:||: Bloodline (If Any) :||:
(Starting from her grandparents to her mother and father, aunt/uncle, cousins, and siblings. You will notice that her ancestor's names end with 'hild', this will stop when it reaches the aunts/uncles and cousin section of Sigrid's bloodline.)

*Grandparents*
Sire - Hilde Ingrid Svanhild
Dam - Freydis Gudrun Svanhild

*Parents*
Sire - Håkon Ivar Svanhild
Dam - Torhil Vigdis Vasilisk

*Aunts/Uncles*
(Xueli Eirabella Vasilisk's parents)
Uncle - Emperor Kodak Arthur Vasilisk
Aunt - Empress Gavriella Marie Vasilisk

(Moon Vasilisk's parents)
Uncle - Kai Ernold Vasilisk
Aunt - Aratha Saphire Eret

( Azura'Azul's parents)
Uncle - D'Hali
Aunt - Ana Sephtio Disko

*cousins*
Females - Moon Vasilisk, and Xueli Eirabella Vasilisk.
Males - Azura'Azul.

*Siblings*
n/a

:||: Romantic Interest(s) :||:
"I still own my heart,
which I know because it hurts so much"
None at the moment, used to have one, but he let her down.

:||: Strengths :||:
+ Strength
+ Agility
+ Sight
+ Stealthy
+ Speed

:||: Weaknesses :||:
- Stamina
- Being reminded of her past lover
- Awareness to her surroundings
- love
- Lonely

:||: Appearance :||:
Unlike her cousins, Sigrid is not lean nor is she petite, she is built for fighting, having a muscular structure fit for brutal hits by other wolves. Her coat is a dirty white, mostly always covered in dirt from paw to chest. her ears are an extremely light brown, as is the bits of light brown fur along her sides. Sigrid's eyes are a deep olive green that is easy to get lost in just by looking at her, they have the beautiful charm and glint like the usual petite females, though, tell her she is pretty and those beautiful eye's of hers will stare daggers into your soul, ripping your mind apart as you wonder what you said wrong. Even though she looks as heavy and clumsy as a brown bear, she is as stealthy and sly as a fox.

:||: Personality :||:
Sigrid is a proud warrior who's heart is made of rock, easy to find but hard to break. She is quiet, alway's keeping to herself and minding her own business. She is barely ever in fights, though if she is it is to prove herself worthy or she has either gotten tired of her silly rank and wants to climb the ladder. Having friends isn't really important to Sigrid, nor is spending time with family. You might think this is fairly impulsive, but she only avoids others (mainly her parents) because they would probably ask if she would be finding a loved one and moving onto having pups, which gets on Sigrid's nerves when her parents ask because they are dead serious on retiring and handing the reins to her, though the wolf knows she is not ready to take on such responsibilities.

If you have broken Sigrid to open up, like her cousins have, then you would be surprised to see a whole different side of her. She will be more honest with you, mostly always telling you the truth. Sigrid will also become more shy, blushing at comments from crushes and also hiding from new people, though she rarely does these things. Sigrid loves to talk, though because she doesn't have any friends, she loves to pour her nonsense on her cousins, burdening them to listen to her chatter about how she took down another wolf or did something really stupid that she almost lost her rank.

:||: Do you have the sickness? :||:
If she did she would have eaten that traitor of a mate earlier.