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NAME pameiyut "amei"
AGE six years
GENDER cis female
SEXUALITY biromantic bisexual
STATUS wolf pack
DESIRED RANK alpha

PERSONALITY amei walks with an air of nobility, she knows her place, and that place is on top. she regards everything with a certain amount of distance, preferring to see the whole picture, and rarely making on the spot decisions, unless she has to. despite her cool nature, she is very attuned to her pack-mates and their concerns, basing her decisions around their wishes, she considers herself more of a guide than a commander. although she has no trouble stepping up to take the reigns, she finds it beneficial to listen to what those around her have to say, although she prioritizes the consultations of her betas. confident, and relaxed, she isn't nearly as icy as you may think, often very friendly with her pack-mates, she has a tendency to tease. however outsiders are met with unwelcoming formality, subtly laced with threats, as her main priority is the safety and preservation of her pack. if there's no perceived threat, she often takes on a more playful nature, or perhaps toying would be a better word, as she's more akin to a cat with a mouse than a friendly pup.
— strengths thoughtful, good nose, agile
— weaknesses hostile, developing cataract in one eye, endurance
APPEARANCE amei is rather tall, reaching thirty one inches at the shoulder, but rather lightweight, about one hundred pounds, with a lean, narrow structure. her face is long, and pointed, baring some resemblance to her cousin the coyote, although her ears are smaller, more triangular in shape. her coat is dense, but rather short, even in winter, really only fluffing out about her neck and shoulders, giving her an even leggier appearance. she's very warm toned, with light ginger and cream fur, minimal amounts of black accent her topside. her eyes are a dark shade of amber, the right has a more burgundy hue, while the pupil has a subtle blue sheen.
— scent sharp like pine needles, and clear like ice, with a subtle undertone of raspberry

FAMILY Open
RELATIONS Open
— aomaris while she appreciates his consistency, and thinks he's rather useful as persuasion, she finds his approach thoughtless, and his unwillingness to be open makes him less pliable, and a poorer confidant.
— conasterian she finds steri's youthful eagerness endearing, and may or may not favor her a little bit for being half blind, a fate which she herself will eventually meet.
— ciaran she hardly considers him a true pack-mate, and is often unconcerned with his presence. he seems weaselly, but she hasn't a reason to drive him out. however she could have sworn she'd seen him up at night, playing lookout, an intriguing fact, but she hasn't had the mind to really investigate as there's been more pressing matters.

OTHER finished
PLOT IDEAS oh... you know ;)

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NAME luath
AGE four years
GENDER cis male
SEXUALITY biromantic bisexual
STATUS sled team; border collie
DESIRED RANK swing dog

PERSONALITY luath is exactly what you'd expect of a dog from his breeding, he's alert and energetic with little sneaking past him. he's high strung with an excess of energy and finds it difficult to simply stay still, often pacing around if there's nothing for him to do. it's rare that he actually settles down and when he does it's never for long, just until the next movement out the corner of his eye catches his attention. he's got an instinctive need to herd people, or things, and is often found nosing his team-mates along or gently guiding them by pressing with his shoulder. he's often tense and nervous, making him very reactive to any form of stimulus, and while good during sledding, can make him less predictable in normal confrontations. despite his generally worrisome nature he's very snide, and tends to be insensitive to the feelings of others, even with his group oriented mindset.
— strengths alert, tenacious, quick
— weaknesses reactive, tense, physically weak

APPEARANCE luath is about twenty six inches at the shoulder and only about forty five pounds, built entirely for speed, and to some degree endurance, over brute strength. for the most part he's lithe in structure, with a disproportionately large chest. he's got a lengthy muzzle, a noticeable stop, and big upright ears. he's got a short, and fairly silky pelt, mostly white with patches of black fur; about the left side of his face, back, and tail. his skin is very light in the white spots, and would probably burn in the sun. his eyes are a very dark shade of brown, blending into the black on the left side.
— scent airy, yet dense, like cotton, with a smoothness like yogurt.

FAMILY open
RELATIONS open

OTHER eurohound; a mixture of seppala, siberian, and border collie, with a touch of greyhound
PLOT IDEAS Oh... You know ;)

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NAME
Aomaris (Pronounced Am-ar-ees)

AGE
6 Years

GENDER
Male

SEXUALITY
Hetrosexual

STATUS
Pack

DESIRED RANK
Beta (Strength)

PERSONALITY
Aomaris is a reckless, snarky male. Unlike the beta that used intelligence to get their way, Aomaris used aggression, brute strength, and intimidation to get to his place as beta. Giving off a constant 'look at me and I'll rip out your throat' vibe, he has little to no problem using the bloody way to ensure the safety of his alpha, second half, and pack as a whole.. even if it meant needing to kill. He doesn't seem to be good at showing most emotions such as grief and fear, labeling as weaknesses that will get him killed; therefore he somehow feels as if he's not bonded to the pack completely, and is surprisingly more introverted than somebody would expect.

Strengths
Physical strength. confidence, eyesight

Weaknesses
Reckless, short tempered, speed

APPEARANCE
Aomaris is very large, having long legs and an overall muscular build. His height being thirty five inches and a weight of one hundred and twenty pounds. His head is wide and forehead his broad, his muzzle is thick and short with a dark black nose, the ears on the more shorter scale. A deep scar starts on the back of his neck that travels to half of his back. His tail is large and is the fluffiest thing on him. Aomaris's fur is quite short, his coat is of brownish-orange, tawny like coloration with lighter throat and cheeks. His eyes are narrow, deep copper brown.

Scent
Like heavy smoke from a fire, with a hint of wet rock

FAMILY
Open

RELATIONS
Open

OTHER
Finished~
He'll probably having a bit of a potty mouth. So expect a bunch of ridiculous, made up curses from him. >;p

PLOT IDEAS
I might add on to this in the future...

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(This one is a wip currently~!)

NAME
AGE
GENDER
SEXUALITY
STATUS (sled team or wolf pack)
DESIRED RANK (hp ranks aren't first come first serve)

PERSONALITY
— strengths (max 3)
— weaknesses (min 2)

APPEARANCE
— scent

FAMILY
RELATIONS

OTHER
PLOT IDEAS

Name
Arman.

Age
5 years old.

Gender
Male.

Sexuality
Bisexual

Desired Rank
Team Lead Dog.

Breed
East Siberian Laika.

Personality
Arman has always been a quiet canine, his moods seeming to change with the wind. One day could be spent contently in the company of teammates while the next he’ll prove so volatile no dog will want to be around him. He's a proficient leader with a reserved nature but is never afraid to speak his mind or issue out orders. He appears to be morally ambiguous, never seeing things as solely black and white (pun intended), always looking for the varying shades of gray in-between.

He can be more open and playful in the presence of close friends but otherwise is somewhat unsociable. Not much appears to spook the fellow, but he's so claustrophobic he can't sleep within enclosed spaces. He’s infamous for his dry sense of humor and deadpan expressions, likely coming across as dreary and dull. Arman certainly isn’t the most exciting leader around, but serves his team well and appears capable of doing what needs to be done. His typically calm demeanor masks a far more ingrained ferocity, one the team has yet to see.

Appearance
Arman is an average sized dog at 26 inches, weighing in around 51 pounds. His build is slender, muscular and compact, exuding both strength and grace. His think, double-layered coat is predominately black; white fur covering the lower half of his muzzle, throat, chest, underbelly, paws, up along the insides of his legs, the underside of his curled tail, across the shoulders and creating a line down the middle of his face.

His oval-shaped eyes are a striking shade of pale blue and his head is wedge-shaped with a straight, pointy muzzle that ends in a dark nose and a broad skull, alluding to almost wolfish appearance. His pricked ears are well-furred and round out at the tip, meant to prevent heat loss, though they are notably larger than they should be. Several healed over scars part the fur around his shoulders and face.

Strengths
Sturdy - Athletic - Intelligent.

Weaknesses
Distant - Moral Ambiguity - Aggressive.

Relationships
TBD.

Other
Speaks with an accent as he was born and raised in Russia as a dual purpose sled/hunting dog before being imported to his current country/team.

It's in his breed's nature to respond with extreme hostility towards wild predators.

Plot Ideas
I'll come back to this, hopefully.

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Name
Denahi.

Nicknames
De, Dede.

Age
4 years old.

Gender
Male.

Sexuality
Pansexual.

Desired Rank
Team Wheeler.

Breed
Alaskan Malamute.

Personality
Kindly and empathetic, Denahi is always willing to lend a paw to those in need, a shoulder to lean on, or at the very least an ear to listen. It would be uncommon to see this guy without a smile on his face or a warm glow in his eyes, and he appears to have an almost endless supply of optimism. He isn't quick to fight, certainly having the strength to push others around, but often chooses compromise over bloodshed. Denahi would rather settle scores without resorting to violence if he can help it.

An extrovert to the extreme, he appears to enjoy being around others, dogs or otherwise, and rarely takes time to himself. Denahi is highly dedicated to both his owner and the rest of the team as a whole and considers time with them well spent and never a waste. He always does his best to be considerate of others and will be the first to apologize after an argument, as even he doesn't have an unending well of patience, though it does appear to take quite a while to find the bottom.

Appearance
A giant ball of fluff. Denahi is exceptionally large, reaching nearly 30 inches at the shoulder and weighing in around 100 pounds. His frame is solid and heavy; he's a dog more than meant for his role, bred for strength and stamina. His head is wide, broad muzzle ending in a liver colored nose. His face is almost wolfish despite his snout not being quite as tapered as a true wolf, his almond-shaped eyes a vibrant shade of gold. His ears are small and flopped, which has led to some confusion among both humans and fellow Malamutes.

He has snowshoe type paws, large with rough pads and blunt claws that help him move over snow without sinking. His thick, double layered coat is a deep reddish-orange, turning to more of a cream color around his throat and along the underside of his bushy, curled tail while his muzzle, legs, chest, underbelly, and paws are white. Two reddish marks break up the paleness of his face, located on each side of the muzzle beside each eye.

Strengths
Brawn - Endurance - Compassion.

Weaknesses
Speed - Naive - Overly Forgiving.

Relationships
TBD.

Other
For whatever reason, his ears never pricked up like those of the typical Malamute as he aged, perhaps hinting his bloodline isn't entirely pure. His size seems to confirm this theory as well considering he has grown much larger than he should have.

Plot Ideas
I'll come back to this, hopefully.

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Name
Ciaran.

Age
2 years old.

Gender
Male.

Sexuality
Gay.

Desired Rank
Pack Omega.

Species
Canadian Timber Wolf.

Personality
Outwardly volatile and unpleasant. He doesn’t trust easily and expects the worst out of everyone. Ciaran spends most of his days keeping out of the rest of the pack's way, often only lingering among them when he is needed for a task. A general first impression of the fellow might be that he’s an extreme cynic with trust issues, and that assumption wouldn't exactly be wrong. While he will keep to himself given the chance, infamous for his sharp tongue, he’s been known to intervene if someone needed help and isn't lacking in courage despite his rank. He doesn't have many friends to speak of, if not for his low rank than his tetchy nature.

Ciaran isn’t a wolf particularly used to being treated nicely and views himself poorly. As such, he doesn't know how to deal with friendly canines and will still prove quite prickly even in the face of genuine kindness. An attitude like that rightfully tends to push others away, but should anyone prove persistent enough to stick around he’ll eventually grow less guarded in that particular individual's presence. He isn't without his talents, quick-footed and constantly vigilant. Despite a deep-set bitterness over his role within the pack it isn't rare to find him sitting guard while the others sleeps or keeping a close eye on the pack's younger members.

Appearance
An inherently lanky male. Ciaran reaches an average height of 25 inches, though he is frighteningly thin, weighing in at a measly 50 pounds. Even if his dark pelt didn't give away his role within the pack, his emaciated frame would leave no doubt. The last to receive anything, a harsh winter resulted in many meatless days where nothing was left for the lowest rank, only desperation that saw him betray pack laws by wandering off to secretly feed himself when the hunger became too much. His weakened state led to few successes, but occasionally a mouse or hare was gobbled down in hasty, secretive bites. It is likely he would have perished had he not resorted to such disobedience.

His fur is short, a thin undercoat providing only minimal warmth. He's an oddity all around, predominately black with cinnamon colored guard hairs, white splashed across his chest and front toes; a glaring sign that somewhere in his recent ancestry dog genes were added to his bloodline. His right ear is twisted backward at an unnatural angle, a trait he developed during puphood with little explanation. His round eyes are a deep shade of amber, nearly orange, holding a dull, tired gleam. When healthy his build is naturally limber and lithe, covered in lean muscle, his gaze vibrant and feisty.

Strengths
Quick - Alert - Fortitude.

Weaknesses
Resentful - Guarded - Fragile.

Relationships
TBD.

Plot Ideas
I'll come back to this, hopefully.



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NAME
Icarus
AGE
5 Years
GENDER
Male
SEXUALITY
Pansexual
STATUS
Wolf Pack
DESIRED RANK
Beta [Wit]

PERSONALITY
Icarus may not be the strongest when it comes to physical combat, but his way of analyzing the world has made him a powerful opponent when it comes to mental agility. His way with words can leave some canines to be entranced by him, or even terrified of what power he may hold. Life is a game, and only those smart enough to know where to move will make it to the end successfully. Past failures are met with disdain and an almost petty way of fixing mistakes, a critical gaze watching for as long as it takes to understand what went *wrong*. On his best days, Icarus is a charmer and a pleasant wolf to be around. On his bad days, he's a snake-tongued wolf, every word a subtle threat. Thankfully, these days are rare, so long as the pack is in good health.
Most of the pack see the male as a powerful member. He may not be as strong as his counterpart, but he is worthy of his rank nonetheless. His loyalty to the pack is a strong bind, and each wolf is aware of this. He is expected to not only prove his place as a beta, but make the others of the pack want him to be one of their superiors. Each day he spends with a new pack wolf, learning their story and making sure they have no concerns. A kind gesture, no doubt, but also an easy way to learn of new information- gossip is common between these meetings, and he would never pass up the chance to learn.
— strengths(max 3)
Observant, Endurance, Intelligence
— weaknesses (min 2)
Over-analyzing, defensive, vengeful, sharp-tongued
APPEARANCE
Icarus is a fully white, large male wolf with regal amber eyes and a dusty colored nose-bridge, his body built more lean than most males. His body is covered in thick fluffy fur, visible scarring present on the patches of thinner fur from previous sparring. Despite his large stature (32 inches), he isn't nearly as much as a fighter as the second Beta. Things can be handled in ways other than brutality.
— Smells of mulch with a faint scent of wildflowers

FAMILY [Open]
[Icarus was the only white pup in the litter, as a heads up if you make him a sibling]
RELATIONS [Open]
Amei - He sees her as the mix of both attributes a beta needs- intelligent and powerful. He has faith in her to lead them, and is willing to council the alpha female if she needs his voice. She is the only one he feels he is comfortable sharing most of his thoughts and concerns with not only because of her rank, but also her proven ability to think through her decisions.

OTHER
Pretty much finished uvu
PLOT IDEAS
None, currently uvu but I'm open to being involved in some other ones!

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:: Name ::
Kiska

:: Age ::
Four Years

:: Gender ::
Female

:: Sexuality ::
Heteroromantic & Heterosexual

:: Breed ::
Chinook

:: Status ::
Sled Dog

:: Desired Rank ::
Swing Dog

:: Personality ::
Kiska is a friendly dog, but she's soft-spoken; preferring to observe discussions and only saying something if she thinks it's absolutely necessary. She is, however, very intelligent, and others will see this intelligence at the times that she does decide to speak. Everything she says is carefully thought out, and she doesn't simply blurt things out. She has a very gentle, caring disposition, her calmness helping to balance out the more high-strung Swing Dog that races at her side. Though her quiet nature may mean she is overlooked at times, she's observant of her team mates, and will often be the first to notice when something's wrong with another dog and be there to help them. She's a natural at helping others when they're feeling down, but things get more complex when it comes to her own emotions. She's guarded, and has trouble admitting her feelings, even to those she's close to. She's also wary of new situations and people.

:: Strengths ::
Swift, Calm, Intelligent

:: Weaknesses ::
Guarded, Overly-Cautious, Reluctant to Fight

:: Appearance ::
Small for a dog of her breed, Kiska is twenty-one inches tall at the withers, and weighs in at exactly fifty-four pounds. A good mix of both spitz- and molosser-type breeds, she looks quite lithely built, but still has well-muscled shoulders and hindquarters to help her take long, powerful strides and propel her onwards. Her fur colours range from honey brown to lighter, creamy shades, and while it is only medium length, she is double-coated to help shield her from the cold. Her tail is straight and also medium-length, with only very light feathering. Her triangular, floppy ears and large, dark brown eyes give her a gentle expression.

:: Scent ::
A pleasant, earthy smell with a hint of wildflowers.

:: Relations ::
Open, PM me!

:: Other ::
Nothing I can think of at the moment.