"I am only one. But still, I am one. I cannot do everything, but still I can do something. And because I cannot do everything, I will not refuse to do something that I can do."

☾ Name ☽
Vallen (meaning brave)
(Val, Ven, V)
☾ Age ☽
5 years
☾ Gender ☽
Male
☾ Sexuality ☽
Bisexual / Biromantic
(He / Him)
☾ Previous Rank ☽
Alpha
☾ Breed(s) ☽
Rough Collie
☾ Appearance ☽
Vallen is a tall dog, standing 23 inches at his withers and weighing a mere 50 pounds. He holds a thin face on a thick ruff. His head supports two, large pointed ears. His fur is not particularly thick, but more so than the average dog. All of his fur falls downward, he is not a frizzy nor puffy dog. Every hair seems to have it's place in his pelt. Vallen's fur is a light caramel or tan color. His ruff is covered by white furs that leak down to his belly. White also covers the inside of his legs, the colors wraps around halfway down his legs, causing his forearms and paws to be white. A drip of lighter color slides down his forehead to his nose. His back sables from a dark brown into his base coat.

Vallen walks proudly. he holds his head high and back. He takes wide steps, almost appearing to trot. His light weight allows him to move quickly and efficiently. He is well coordinated and graceful. He can reach speeds higher than the average dog, and enjoys hunting faster prey, such as deer or hare.
☾ Personality ☽
Vallen is a calm and modest dog, he puts others above himself no matter the situation. He is a respectful dog, but not without a side of sarcasm. He may seem leader-like when he needs to be, but he is really a bit of a goofball. Joking around is something he does to lighten the stress off his shoulders. This dog is not the kind to do well alone, he would always much rather have another dog by his side. Sometimes he questions how he became alpha, what did the others see in him that he cannot? He is always striving to be better than the collie he was yesterday, but he is afraid of not ever being good enough. Vallen is a brave and confident dog as well, he thinks twice before making every action. His is intelligent and a fast thinker, but he has never been in favor of a fight. Words usually seem to do the trick for him, rather than unnecessary violence. When put in uncomfortable situations, like accidentally offending someone or getting / giving complements to someone...special, he does not handle it well. He sometimes will even make up an excuse and remove himself as quickly as possible, I suppose you could somewhat define him as awkward. Vallen is the kind of dog that does not sit still, he always has to be doing something, something productive. Like out on patrol or helping out with the apprentices, anything.

Since the pack was separated Vallen has changed for the worse. He blames himself for the loss of his pack. He constantly thinks of what he could have done differently to keep them together, he believes the pack deserved better than him. He doesn't want to believe that they are gone forever, and he never will, but he is afraid of once again being their alpha. An alpha is someone who protects his pack through thick and thin, never giving up on them. Vallen has failed the in that respect. It hunts him everyday. He is still determined to find them and make things right. He knows they would never want him to blame himself, so he will do his best not to believe that about himself, no matter how difficult it will be.
☾ Bio ☽
Vallen was born to the pack, and yet not to the pack. His mother had been a well known hunter of the pack for a long time. His father was a loner who managed to steal his mother's young heart. She took Vallen's father over everything else and ran away with him into the depths of Bowood. When Vallen's mother announced that she was pregnant, his father seemed overjoyed. But this joy did not last long. Vallen's father went out for a hunt, but never returned. Vallen's mother simply assumed that he had been killed or something along those lines. She never assumed that he had left her, he would never do that in her mind. Vallen's mother went on a frantic two day search for him before she finally began to properly grieve. She wonder what happened to him for a long, long time.

She was left to fend for herself until she gave birth, so she did her best to stay healthy and fit for her puppies. She was successful, mostly due to her experience as a pack hunter. When she had her puppies, she realized that there was more to protect than just her mate's memory. She raised them like no other mother, she knew that pups learned more from who she was and not what she taught, this was something that all pack members knew. She changed because of her puppies, she became smarter and less impatient. Her pups meant everything to her, and sometimes she even forgot about their father.

Vallen was extremely close to his family members, from the moment he was born he would have died for each and every one of them. There was no way he could ever be mad at them. His mother taught him and his siblings to always appreciate what they had, no matter what it was. She told them that life was free, but the choices they made were not. As they grew, Vallen began to understand what that meant. When they reach the age of one, Vallen's mother began to tell them wonderful stories of pack life. She told them of how everyone took care of each other and no one was ever left behind. Vallen was the most intrigued of all his siblings. His mother went on to tell him and his siblings that she wanted them to join the pack, to live their lives to the fullest. None of her offspring wanted to leave her, but Vallen realized how much this meant to her. He told her that he would do it, for them. The other pups would stay and watch other their mother and each other. The hardest thing Vallen ever had to do was say good bye to his family. He grieved for them as if he had lost them. Everything he did for them from this moment on. He sometimes would go out into the deep parts on Bowood and look for them as an apprentice when he was supposed to practice tracking. He found them once. He was absolutely overjoyed to see them again.

He told his siblings about the pack and his siblings told him about how their mother was so happy that he had joined the pack, it was all she had ever talked about. They went on to tell him that she had recently past. Devastated, he stayed over night with them to grieve and help each other through her loss. He would have given anything to stay longer, but his pack was waiting.

His mother's loss only made Vallen work harder in the pack. He rose ranks quickly with age. He never expected to reach the alpha rank, but there he was. Leading the pack through every moment of the day. Until the snow came. The snow ruined everything and took away everything he had once been proud of or close to. He feels as though he has let his family and his pack down, but he will never stop fighting to get them back. He will do everything in his power to find them again. Even after a year of looking, the search continues daily for him.
☾ Family/Relations ☽
Friends
None at the moment
Family
((If you want to play one of his family members, just pm me. Also, you don’t have to use the picture provided if you don’t want to.)
Mother ~ Deceased ~ Loved ~ Closed
Father ~ Whereabouts Unknown ~ Never met him ~ Open
Sister ~ Whereabouts Unknown ~ Loves ~ Closed ~ played by prince (#6036)
Sister ~ Whereabouts Unknown ~ Loves ~ Open
Brother ~ Whereabouts Unknown ~ Loves ~ Open
Enemies
None at the moment
Romantic Interest ❤
None at the moment (Pm Me, but will most likely develop depending on how he interacts during the rp)
☾ Views ☽
None at the moment
☾ Other ☽
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"Magic happens when you do not give up, even though you want to. The universe always falls in love with a stubborn heart."

✦ Name ✦
Odette
[Meaning 'wealthy']

✦ Age ✦
3 Years, 6 Months

✦ Gender ✦
Female

✦ Sexuality ✦
Heterosexual - Heteroromantic

✦ Previous Rank ✦
Beta

✦ Breed ✦
Llewellin Setter

✦ Appearance ✦
Odette is smaller than most dogs, only standing at twenty-one inches at the withers and weighing no more than forty-one pounds. However, she has long legs and a very elegant gait. Because of her light weight and thin body structure she isn't very strong, but she makes up for what she lacks in strength with her speed. She is surprisingly swift, and makes quite a good hunter. Her fur is an interesting blend of colors, and while it is mostly white, she has several spots of brown and black all over her body. Her fur might not seem very long, but it is curly and thick; it acts as a good protection from the cold. Although you probably won't notice this at first, Odette has two different colored eyes. They are both brown, but her right eye is lighter than her left eye. She has long, fluffy ears, as well as a snout that is slightly shorter than usual, giving her a rather gentle expression.

✦ Personality ✦
A dog with a gentle and calm temperament, Odette is a natural and charismatic leader. She's an eloquent speaker, and can easily talk herself out of almost any situation, as well as convince others to follow her. She's usually very sweet, and it's difficult to make her mad, but in the rare case that someone does do something to anger her, she'll try to get even with them. While you may not expect it from her, Odette is definitely the type to hold grudges. Once someone is on her bad side, it's difficult for her to trust them again. Even though she's kind, it isn't exactly easy to befriend her, because she rarely lets anyone in to her personal life. But if you do manage to get close to her, she'll become one of your most loyal allies, and she protects her loved ones with her life. Most of the time she acts rather modest and leader-like, but she actually has a surprisingly good sense of humor, and if you need some cheering up, she's the dog to come to.

Though she'll never tell anyone this, she's rather self-conscious because of her past, and she isn't always confident in her leadership abilities, so whenever someone tells her that she's doing a good job, it really does mean a lot to her. She doesn't like fighting very much, and would rather talk things out, but she won't hesitate to use violence if it becomes apparent that nothing else will work. She isn't the strongest, but has learned how to use her quick wit and speed to her advantage in battles.

✦ Bio ✦
Before Odette joined the pack in Bowood, she was a loner. She was born into a small litter of two, and unfortunately for her, she was the runt. Her brother, Vince, was a lot dumber than her, but he was also much bigger and stronger than her, and that seemed to be all her parents cared about. They gave all their attention to Vince, leaving Odette feeling alone and worthless. She was often told that she was the weaker of the two, and that she'd never be able to achieve anything great. Hearing that from her own family obviously made her sad, but she decided that she wasn't going to let that bring her down, and as soon as she was old enough to survive on her own, she ran off in search for a pack. She soon found Vallen in her pack, where she was quickly welcomed. Once in the pack, she started out as a hunter but quickly began moving up in ranks, making it to Lead Huntress and eventually Beta. She was very proud of becoming Beta, especially because she felt as if she had proven her family wrong, but she didn't get to keep that rank for long before the pack was separated from each other by the snow storm. Unlike several others, Odette hasn't given up hope, and is still searching the land for her previous pack members so that they may be able to reassemble.

✦ Family/Relations ✦
Crush: None [OPEN]
Vince - Brother - Whereabouts Unknown - Hates
Bluebell - Mother - Whereabouts Unknown - Hates
Alec - Father - Whereabouts Unknown - Hates

✦ Views ✦
[For now I'll only be putting important character views on her, such as pack members she had a close bond with before they were separated. I'll add more views as she meets other dogs.]
Vallen - She admires him both because he is her Alpha and because he was the one that let her into the pack and made her Beta. She misses him and hopes that she'll be able to find him someday.

✦ Theme Song ✦
I Am. by JoJo

✦ Other ✦
Woof.
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"Continuous effort - not strength or intelligence - is the key to unlocking potential."

✦ Name ✦
Lorcan
[Meaning 'little fierce one']

✦ Age ✦
3 Years, 8 Months

✦ Gender ✦
Male

✦ Sexuality ✦
Pansexual - Panromantic

✦ Previous Rank ✦
Loner

✦ Breed ✦
Dachshund

✦ Appearance ✦
Being a dachshund, Lorcan is longer than he is tall. He stands at a mere nine inches at the shoulder, and just manages to weigh in at twenty-six pounds, and even though he is big for his breed standard, he's still small compared to most other dogs. This means that he's not the strongest of dogs, and he doesn't do very well in fights. He also can't run as fast as others because his legs are so short, and they also make his walk look quite funny, almost like a waddle. His fur is wiry and slightly thick, so it does create some form of protection against the snow. His fur is brown in color with lighter, tan points, a common combination found in dachshunds. He has floppy, triangular ears and a long snout, giving him a constant alert expression. His eyes are a light amber color and his nose and nails are black.

✦ Personality ✦
Because he's not very strong or fast, and because he'd be almost useless in a fight against a larger dog, Lorcan has had to learn to defend himself in a different way: with his words. He's a manipulative little thing, able to convince others into doing things for him with ease, usually through flattery, making others feel pity for him, or even blackmail at times. When you first meet him he'll most likely act very polite, but he has a surprisingly feisty personality, and as soon as you insult him he shows a more fierce side of himself. Although he acts courteous to enemies and allies alike, he actually has very little empathy for others, and unless you're close to him he'd have no problem stabbing you in the back if it's better for him in the long run. He's rather tired of big dogs and how they act superior, and he often teases bigger dogs with very dry, sarcastic remarks. He's very good at insulting dogs in such a way that they'll only realize it's an insult after thinking on it for a while.

He's insanely intelligent, and he knows it. Sometimes he'a a bit cocky about his smarts, but even if it may annoy others at times, he is a useful dog to have on your side if you're facing a difficult problem. He's not one to let his words go unheard, and if he has an idea he'll make sure to voice it. Despite his better qualities, he's very stubborn, and likes having things his way. He hates taking orders from others or being told that he's wrong.

✦ Bio ✦
To be completely honest, Lorcan only has very faint memories of his birth family, because when he was around three months old he went exploring in the woods and somehow managed to get himself lost. He never found his family again, but within a day he stumbled upon a group of small dogs that took him in. It wasn't really a pack, since there were only about five members and there weren't really any established ranks; it was more of a gang of small dogs that were travelling together because they wouldn't be able to survive as individuals. It was these dogs that taught him basic defense moves, as well as how to hunt, and as the years went by he became more and more attached to them. There was one dog in particular, a chihuahua named Romeo, who had also been separated from his family and found by the group, whom he became close friends with. However, the easy times didn't last forever, and when the storm hit he and Romeo were the only ones from their group to escape alive. For the last few months the two of them have been sticking close to each other and helping each other to survive. It's not very easy for them, and there are times where they barely get by, but they're managing.

✦ Family/Relations ✦
Crush: None [OPEN]
Family - Unknown
Romeo - Chihuahua Mix - Close Friend - 4 Years Old - Alive [RP'ed by Forever<3] [[Picture Source]]

✦ Views ✦
[Hasn't met any of the pack dogs yet, so for now he doesn't have views on many characters. Will update this list as he meets more characters.]
Romeo - His closest friend and the only friend he has left at the moment. He cares for him and would never betray him.

✦ Other ✦
Woof
[Images are linked to their sources.]

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"I am confident because I can admit who I am, what I’ve done, and love myself for what I’ve become"
♧ Name ♧
Fenna (Meaning peace)
(Fen, Fea, Fenni)
♧ Age ♧
3 years 10 months
♧ Gender ♧
Female
♧ Sexuality ♧
Demisexual / Demiromantic
(She / Her)
♧ Previous Rank ♧
Hunter
♧ Breed(s) ♧
Border Collie
♧ Appearance ♧
A sleek and beautiful collie Fen is, but don’t be deceived. Under her flossy coat she carries muscle built up from many a hunt. She has a well defined face with recognizable features. Her large ears stand on point and her bridge length is longer than the average border’s. She has a pointed nose that rotates out compared to her maw. She carries gentle eyes that sit on a high point on her face. She stands in thin, yet powerful limbs. At her withers she measures 20 inches, which is mostly taken up by her legs. She does not weigh much, only about 30 Pounds.

Her thin body is a dark shade, complimented by a white slice down her forehead to her chin. White also falls on her legs, underbelly, and the wraps almost all the way around her ruff. Underneath the white lies an orangish - brown color that falls on her eye dots and on her cheeks.

Fenna walks in a relaxed fashion, she holds her head almost level with her back, but slightly more upright in a comfortable way. She keeps an even, medium paced speed to her walk usually. She moves elegantly and easily, but when uncomfortable she can be know to be more clumsy and have less coordination with herself.
♧ Personality ♧
Fenna is a very cheerful border. She never fails to put a smile on another dog’s face. Fen is an intelligent dog, her mind often thinks outside the box, and beyond. She is a very social dog, and often gets lonely out on her own. She has a magnetic personality, able to make friends with most anyone. Fenna tries to see the good in everyone, not that it always works, but she tries. She is not particularly shy, but nor is she blind. She knows some dogs are simply not for talking to. Fenna is almost impossible to intimidate, not much scares this girl. Fenna is kind to all, but she is not one who trusts everyone immediately, that takes time. She gets extremely uncomfortable when she is around a romantic interest of hers, she is afraid of falling for someone, so she tries to avoid as much as she can. She honestly just needs someone to show her why love is worth having. If you manage to earn Fen’s trust, your in for a treat. There is nothing she won’t do to protect someone she cares about. She is an incredible listener, and a reliable shoulder to cry on, she always knows what to say.

Ever since the separation Fenna has felt helpless and isolated because of her extroverted personality. She hasn’t given up hope for the pack yet. Always looking on the bright side, this positive pup is sure that the pack will get back together again. She can feel it. Fenna has been on the lookout for someone, anyone to talk to ever since she got lost in the storm. She is finding it harder and harder to stay as bright and cheerful as she usually is. She misses the pack more than anything, and she is desperate to find them again.
♧ Bio ♧
Fenna was born to a strange family. Her parents were never close. The family dynamic was always cold and nothing else. Fenna mother hardly spoke a word to any of them, and her father was left to do most of the raising, much to his dismay. Fen’s brother was the only one who really seemed to care about her. He was always there to help her when her parents wouldn’t, they did everything together.

The morning of their first birthday, Fenna’s parents had had enough of them. They were told to leave and not ever come back. Fenna was devastated, but her brother was unaffected, maybe slightly frustrated. He took he away from them without even looking back. They atuck together for a long time after that. Her brother had gained sone hunting skill from their father a while back. Fen’s father had not taught her much, because he had never any want for a daughter, he valued his son more. Her brother taught her what he new, but he did not expect her to pick it up so fast. She soon becane far better than him at tracking, sneaking, pacing, chasing, attacking, and more. They often practiced team hunting tigether, they landed bigger meals that way. They did well on their own, but when they stumbled upon a pack, they quickly realized how….thin and weak they were. Both Fenna and her brother were skeptical of becoming members of the pack. They did not have good experiences with older dogs before this encounter.

They eventually joined to see if they would fit in. Fenna’s brother was not happy about their decision, but he followed her regardless. They were quiet the next few days, but Fenna began to warm up to pack life. Her brother however, did not, he ended up leaving Fenna and the pack after about a week. Fenna was in denial, he wouldn’t leave her, he loved her too much. He would never.

That's when the panic attacks started, she felt more lonely than ever. That's when she met someone who would change everything. A dog took her in and began to comfort her, he helped her get through everyday successfully and calmly. He was like a fatherly figure to Fen. She secretly wished that he had been her real father. She felt like she would do anything for him, just as she as she would for her brother. Fenna doesn’t know how she would have made it there without him.

When the storms started Fenna was on of the first to get separated. She thought if she trecked her way back to camp she could find them again, but with all the new snow all scents were gone and nothing look familiar, not even the trees. She continues to search on her own, clinging onto the advice her father figure told her, she continues on mostly for him and her brother.
♧ Family/Relations ♧
Friends
None at the moment
Family
((If you want to play one of his family members, just pm me. Also, you don’t have to use the picture provided if you don’t want to.)
Mother ~ Whereabouts Unknown ~ not very fond of ~ Open
Father ~ Whereabouts Unknown ~ Not very fond of ~ Open
Brother ~ Whereabouts Unknown ~ Loves ~ OPEN!!!
Adoptive Father ~ Kuma ~ Lead warrior ~ Loves ~ played by Saturn! =D
Enemies
None at the moment
Romantic Interest ❤
None at the moment (Pm Me, but will most likely develop depending on how she interacts during the rp)
♧ Views ♧
Wip!
♧ Other ♧
{{Images are linked to their sources}}

Wips.



[ Image Credit | Max Pixel ]

Name
Mercy.

Age
3 years, 6 months old.

Gender
Female.

Sexuality
Bisexual | Biromantic.

Previous Rank
Lead Hunter.

Breed
German Shepherd Dog.

Appearance

Personality
Mercy's demeanor holds little resemblance to her name. While never one to harm another dog without reason, she tends to be unforgiving and suspicious, the sort who leaves little room for second chances. Her vanity is likely her worst quality, convinced she is a gift to the world and should be respected as such. She spends a great deal of time every day grooming her thick pelt to perfection and tends to fuss over her appearance, forever sardonic and sharp of tongue. This fastidious behavior should not be mistaken for prissiness however. While she will most certainly complain about it later, Mercy isn't afraid to get dirty and takes her job extremely seriously.

She's been known to chase and track down prey for miles, returning with a matted, muddy pelt, but also carrying a prize in her jaws. Stubborn and efficient, she's an exemplary hunter and this dedication earned Mercy her rank. It's clear she had a lot of passion for the pack, losing them and her place among them has undoubtedly taken a toll on her. Loneliness and shame for being unable to save the dogs stranded with her, including her own sister, has driven her to neglect herself, and it's likely her old packmates wouldn't recognize her if they saw her now. Her fiery spirit hasn't been snuffed out just yet, but there is an emptiness inside her now that can only be repaired by rejoining the other survivors.

Bio

Family/Relations

Other Relationships

Views

Theme Song
Team - Krewella.

Other
Woof!

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[ Image Credit | Tibetdoctor on Wikimedia Commons ]

Name
Yeti.

Age
5 years old.

Gender
Male.

Sexuality
Demisexual | Panromantic.

Previous Rank
Warrior.

Breed
Tibetan Mastiff.

Appearance
Yeti is a giant puffball of a dog with a fluffy, entirely white coat with a slight golden hue under certain lighting. He is a Tsang-khyi type Mastiff, meaning he's bred to be large, heavy-boned and stocky with distinctive facial wrinkling. He reaches 34 inches at the shoulder and weighs nearly 200 pounds, his size making him too clumsy to serve as a hunter and hindering his speed, but Yeti can prove a formidable opponent in a fight due to the thick fur protecting his throat from attacks and the fact he could likely crush most dogs between his powerful jaws and massive body if need be. His semi-almond shaped eyes are a warm honey brown color, always holding a kindly gleam. His black lips are the darkest part of his body, his dark nose holding more of a pinkish tone while his white claws are barely seen, blending in with the rest of his body.

Personality
Friendly and compassionate. While he certainly has the strength and size to bully or push other dogs around Yeti would rather compromise. Yeti will always try to talk things over first before starting a fight. He appears to have an almost endless amount of patience and will only turn to violence as a last resort. Even then killing will be avoided if he can help it. He can prove a bit impulsive, easily moved by the plights of others, and doesn’t always make the wisest decisions. Yeti believes there is good in every dog and refuses to think otherwise until proven wrong.

Bio

Family/Relations

Other Relationships

Views

Theme Song
You Got Me - Gavin DeGraw.

Other

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[ Image Credit | Dogmart on Tumblr ]

Name
Raven.

Age
3 years old.

Gender
Male.

Sexuality
Bisexual | Demiromantic.

Previous Rank
None. Loner.

Breed
Borzoi.

Appearance
As with most of his breed Raven strikes an intimidating, yet elegant figure, reaching a total of 32 inches at the shoulder and weighing an even 100 pounds. He has the signature Borzoi face; a narrow, slightly domed head with a barely noticeable stop and a lengthy muzzle. His dark brown eyes have a slight slant to them and his ears are small, always laid back against the skull. Raven's tail is low-set and curves at the end, covered in long, wispy fur. His medium-length, wavy coat is nearly solid black save for a white on the throat and front paws. His chest is deep while the front legs are long and straight. The spine is arched, creating an overall flexible frame and Odin's svelte, streamlined build makes him a speedy runner, though he still packs on more lean muscle than a racing hound such as a Whippet or Greyhound. A long, faded scar crosses the bridge of his muzzle.

Personality
While generally calm and frivolous in nature Raven can turn violent at the drop of a hat and appears to care very little for the opinion or feelings of most outsiders. Volatile and dangerous, he is highly argumentative and confrontational, seeming to consider his way the only way. Raven enjoys using intimidation to get other dogs to agree with him and is not above resorting to vicious tactics in order to convince them further. Those who manage to gain his friendship will find him more amiable and willing to compromise, but it's not an easy feat to wiggle your way into his inner circle. He has limits, but Raven is willing to go to extremes in order to punish someone if he feels they deserve it.

Bio
Raven's past is filled with darkness and violence, born into a hostile pack who trained their young to kill. They guarded their territory from outsiders jealously, and even conquered neighboring packs to add more land to it. Kindness was not welcomed among these canines. They were all hard-hearted and cruel. Even to one another. It was all they knew how to be. Raven's own mother caused many the scar across his muzzle when he failed to perform well on his first official hunt, so overzealous he lost his prey.

As a young adult Raven found he wanted more for himself than what the pack could offer. He left them in the dead of night and never looked back. It was strange to be alone after living the way he did for so long, but he came to enjoy the freedom. With very little in the way of social skills, he often attacked and at times killed other dogs that came too close or competed with him for food until he grew large enough for his mere presence to warn others away. He finds himself restless now, desiring company, but unsure how to obtain it.

Family/Relations

Other Relationships

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Theme Song
The Snakes Begin To Sing - Bring Me The Horizon.

Other

🌿 Name 🌿
Jabillo also known as pillow

🌿 Age 🌿
Four Years

🌿 Gender 🌿
Male

🌿 Sexuality 🌿
Homoromantic / Homosexual - He / Him / His

🌿 Previous Rank 🌿
Healer

🌿 Breed(s) 🌿
Samoyed [3/4] x Border Collie [1/4]

🌿 Appearance 🌿
Jabillo is a medium to medium-large sized dog with a friendly, huggable look often associated with Samoyeds and has very few traits that indicate that he's of mixed heritage. He reaches about twenty one inches at the shoulder and weighs fifty five pounds on a good day, but ever since the pack split up he's slimmed down to around fifty. His fur is long and fluffy with two layers to help protect him from the cold, the upper layer is made up of resistant, yet surprisingly smooth, guard hairs while the undercoat is dense and soft. Just like the seeds of the Jabillo tree. His ruff and tail are especially thick, with the former baring a resemblance to a lion's mane. His tail is a good indicator of his comfort levels, usually curled over his back, but held low when he's more relaxed. Underneath his miles of fur, Jabilo has a stout, yet athletic build. His shoulders are a big broader and his legs strong and straight, while his chest extends nearly half-way down his torso. On the other paw the rest of him is slimmer, with lean musculature, entirely covered up by his fur. His face is very spitz like in structure with a round head, short, blunt muzzle, and fuzzy triangle ears. However it's his impossibly dark eyes and smiling face that really pull the look together. His fur is entirely white, excluding the slight cream coloration on his ear tips.

🌿🌿 Personality 🌿
Jabillo acts just as you'd expect a giant marshmallow of a dog to act, outgoing, friendly, and supremely cuddly. He's a bit awkward around newer people and will either speak more shyly or, usually when he's forced to talk, he break into a nervous ramble filled with run on sentences and apologies for rambling that will eventually trail into silence. Not that he's much better around his friends. He's quite playful, but not in a rambunctious way as it conflicts with his gentle nature and he'll often be found with a concerned expression when watching pups wrestle. As a healer he has extensive knowledge of herbs and alternative methods of healing, for when no herbs are available, and has a high tolerance for gore despite his aversion to violence. Working he's focused and forceful, he won't take any backtalk until his patient is all better and will be very insistent on their rest and recovery, finding the adult dogs being more disagreeable than the pups. But his practice isn't just limited to physical illness and he is very perceptive to the feels of others and likes to go out of his way to provide comfort when they're feeling down, even if he isn't isn't the best at it. If it weren't for his skills, he would have been utterly useless in the pack as he can barely hunt and would never lift a lip in another dog's direction, along with his submissive nature they probably would have had to invent some sort of caretaker rank.

🌿 Bio 🌿
TBA

🌿 Family/Relations 🌿
Cotton - Father - Location Unknown - Loves
Jorunna - Mother - Location Unknown - Admires / Fears

🌿 Views 🌿
Vallen Jabillo respected Vallen both as his superior and as a fellow canine. He found his modesty even in his position a good change of pace and admires his ideology of self-improvement. Although he found Vallen's tendency to put others before himself a minor annoyance, as it meant that he'd have to insist on treatment whenever there were other sick or wounded dogs.

Odette Jabillo has always enjoyed being around Odette, not only because of her endless charisma, but her gentle nature. Although he finds her ability to still lead well and stand firm on her opinions admirable. WIP

Lucifer He found Lucifer to be good company and her readiness to serve is a trait he shared with her. Although her presence in the healing den was a worrisome familiarity as she was always getting in fights.

TBA
Kuma lead war
Fenna hunt
Mercy lead hunt
Yeti war

🌿 Themesong 🌿

🌿 Other 🌿
Woof!


WIP Venandi
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"I am strong because I know my weaknesses. I am beautiful because I am aware of my flaws. I am fearless because I am done with being afraid if what comes next. I am wise because I learn from my mistakes. I am a lover because I have felt hate. I can laugh because I have known sadness. I am me."

☆ Name ☆
Romeo
☆ Age ☆
4 years
☆ Gender ☆
Male
☆ Sexuality ☆
Pansexual / Panromantic
(He /Him)
☆ Previous Rank ☆
None, Loner.
☆ Breed(s) ☆
Chihuahua Mix
☆ Appearance ☆
Romeo is a small and stocky dog. He has wide features and odd proportions. His eyes take up the most of his head, as is the same for most chihuahuas. He has a wide bridge with a shiny black nose on the end. Whiskers pop out from the skin right underneath his nose. He has a short yet strong neck, and a wide chest. This causes his legs to be farther apart than most dogs’. His shoulders and haunches hold a a good amount of muscle, which helps him get around easier. Romeo’s ears are very large and stick off his head and point to the sky.

His pelt consists of many different shades of brown and black. His colors tend to get lighter on him towards his belly and legs, but darken on his forehead, neck, and back. Romeo walks *or waddles* quickly all the time, his pace is often uneven and speed wavers. He keeps his tail and his head high when he moves, as if to show off.
☆ Personality ☆
Wip!
☆ Bio ☆
Romeo was born a loner, to a family similar to any other. His brother seemed to get all of the attention and his parents rarely paid any notice to little romeo. They would get angry with him when he tried to do things to impress them or speak out. And eventually they simply cast him aside, without ever having any remorse. Even his own brother was almost happy to see him go, his cold family taught him nothing but hate and sorrow, and for that Romeo proceeds to have minor trust issues when conversing with others.

He wandered alone for day, scavenging on whatever he could find. Weak and sick, Romeo was close to death. If it was not for a group of small dogs passing by then he never would’ve made it. They fed him and took care of him, something no dog had ever done for him. They showed him kindness even when he was frustrated or angry. For that he will forever thank them.

One small dog named Lorcan became an especially close friend of his. When the storms hit and tour the small family apart, It was only he who stayed with Romeo. Grief stricken from the loss of the small dogs haunted him, but he knew Lorcan would always be there with him, and Romeo is determined to keep it that way.
☆ Family/Relations ☆
Friends
Lorcan ~ Dachshund ~ Close friend ~ 3 years, 8 months old ~ Alive (Played by BlazeRed! <3)
Family (Wip!)
Mother ~ whereabouts unknown ~ hates ~ Open
Father ~ whereabouts unknown ~ hates ~ Open
Brother ~ whereabouts unknown ~ hates ~ Open
Enemies
None at the moment
Romantic Interest ❤
None at the moment (Pm Me, but will most likely develop depending on how he interacts during the rp)
☆ Views ☆

☆ Other ☆
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