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Name:
Sana
Gender:
Female
Breed(s):
Husky 50%, Dalmatian 25%, Wolf 25%
Age:
5 years old, nearing 6
Pack:
None at the moment
Rank:
N/A
Sexuality:
Pansexual
Relationships:
N/A
Mate:
None, Ciro (Former mate)
Family:
Demesu | Son
Sana has always been close to her children, eagerly showing motherly affection to her pups. Though one could say that Demesu was a special case, while the family has always been close-knit, this duo is nearly inseparable. After his mother began to lose her hearing and sight, due to a horrific battle, he was quick to become a warm presence and was the first/only to continue standing by her side.

Ciro | Former Mate
Has nothing left to say of him, believes him to be the reason her children are missing.

Vidan | Son (Status Unknown)

Lymrik | Daughter (Status Unknown)

Kama | Son (Presumed Deceased)

Orne | Son (Presumed Deceased)

Yito | Daughter (Presumed Deceased)

4 Other Pups

Personality:
Always a kind dog, Sana is never one to start a fight and is usually the first to try stopping one. The calming air that surrounds her is usually enough to show her gentle nature. And though she may not run up to anyone friend or stranger, Sana is often open to new acquaintances. Being a genuine, optimistic soul, it is quite difficult to make Sana lie and/or twist her words, though that doesn't mean she won't try for the greater good.
Never one to look down on herself, she is well aware and confident in her abilities, even if her disabilities pull her down. She won't let herself look or feel weak in front of others, not even her family. So she will hunt and if so desperately needed, she will fight if only to prove to herself that she's still strong.
Appearance:
Not as bouncy and light as her younger self, Sana tends to stand with her shoulders high and head held low, resembling a hunting stance. Her build looks tall and bulky, yet her fur, mostly white, spotted black with light brown speckles on the legs, tends to hide her thinner frame. A violent gash, covered mostly by short fur, hovers upon her neck, reaching further up to rest upon a now blinded right eye. A few old bite marks cover her back nearer to her flank, causing pain and difficulties when running. And dirty patchy fur grows around a stump that once was her front right leg.
At a quick glance, she'd look the part of a capable hunter, ready for a good chase. Though if you'd get much closer, or spare a second look you'd see a sweet loving mother ready to help at a moment's notice.
History:
Born to a small distant family, Sana never thought she'd have much of a busy life. She simply imagined she'd hunt, patrol, and return home safely each and every day, it would be a boring and simple life yet one she'd be happy with. Then he came along, Ciro, at first it was just a gentle scent blowing in the wind, drifting softly to her like a summer's breeze. Then next thing she knew he was standing right in front of her, the sight of him dazzled her, with his beautiful coat reflecting the sun, Ciro looked like a pleasant Autumn day. The Catahoula leopard dog mix was a welcome light in her life and she was quick to take hold of it.
Ciro stayed with her family for the better part of a year before taking the younger Sana away to a new territory. She's wasn't exactly quick to get used to this new area, but she did her best to try. Soon after Sana found herself caring for her and Ciro's first litter of pups, the world was her oyster and her life was perfect. They were quick to grow and even quicker to explore and become rebellious. Some began to leave, others deemed it better to stay, and a couple went missing. Though that was the first of her troubles, and one she couldn't readily fix not when she carried another litter in her heavy belly. Sana found herself in deep contemplation as another child soon went missing under her watch, and while she lamented Ciro was nowhere to be found. It didn't take long for her second litter to see the light of day, a day she wished never happened.

Demesu was backed against a tree, too scared to run from his own father. The snarling teeth, the bristling hairs, it didn't take long for Sana to rush in between the two, fear surging her forward. And she got there, but at the wrong time, if only she'd been earlier, if she'd have been more aware then it wouldn't have ended like this.
It was dark when she awoke and everything was quiet, a warm mass lay gently next to her partially covering her sore back, and a soft tongue lightly cleaned her wounds. A simple "Go back to sleep dear.", was all she heard before she fell back to the darkness. It took her months before she could walk again, months of not looking at his face, months of seeing his children play, months of comforting her son. And after one more year, she finally escaped.
Other:
Blind in the right eye, walks slowly due to pain.
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Name:
Demesu
Gender:
Male
Breed(s):
Catahoula Leopard dog 50%, Husky 25%, Wolf-Dalmatian 25%
Age:
2 years old, almost 3
Pack:
None at the moment
Rank:
N/A
Sexuality:
Bisexual
Relationships:
N/A
Mate:
None
Family:
Sana | Mother
Demesu shares many similarities with his mother, his gentle nature being one of them. It was clear from birth that the two would be close as he was never one to leave her side, and ofter chose her over his father. Being his mother's son he's very honest and kind to her and his family, but can change quickly when it comes to others.

Ciro | Father
Holds a high level of disdain and fear for his father. After witnessing his father accidentally attack his mother, Demesu has been horribly terrified of his own flesh and blood. Refuses to speak of him.

Vidan | Brother (Status Unknown)

Lymrik | Sister (Status Unknown)

Kama | Brother (Presumed Deceased)

Orne | Brother (Presumed Deceased)

Yito | Sister (Presumed Deceased)

4 Other Siblings

Personality:
Demesu loves his family more than anything, he is willing to lie for them, cheat, steal, and if it came to it maybe even kill, or at least that's what he tells himself every night. To be completely honest Demesu is a horrible coward when it comes to confrontation. The way it makes him feel, his heart beats fast, his blood runs cold, and he even gets the shivers. Though no one can tell, right? His face says I'm cool, don't worry, while his body betrays his very instinct to run and hide. Just don't be fooled by his cowardice, if push comes to shove Demesu will fight for his life.
Appearance:
A big fluffy spotted boy, Demesu is the picture of a cuddle bug. Just looking at him from afar he seems like the sweetest dog, especially when next to his mother. Having a mid-sized strong build, Demesu is a well-balanced working dog, not too fast and not too strong. He's covered in long dense fur, heavily spotted along his back and fading quickly further down his legs. His icy blue eyes seem distant at times.
History:
(See Sana's History)
Other:
Often found leaning against his mother to help her balance
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Gender
Female

Breed
Australian Shepherd

Age:
3 years and 11 months

Pack:
Insurgent

Rank
Healer
Sexuality
Aro/Ace

Relationships

Scouts- She usually treats them after their hunts and patrols, has no deeper connection to each of them. Raymond tries to make small talk, but it ends up being awkward.

Warriors- Raymond does also not have any deeper connections towards the warriors. She gives up on trying to talk and does her work quickly around them.

Isa- Raymond knew Isa before the accident, she tries to re-connect to her but always given a cold shoulder.

Mate
N/A.

Family
Vivianne (Mother)
Disappeared.

( Has no family members that she knows of. )

Personality
She is a very quiet person, tries to make small talk but fails to. Raymond seems nervous when being approached and a bit skittish. Raymond always agrees with another person, easy to convince since she doesn't want to argue. The dogs she used to know had disappeared and the only dog that was left was Isa, she tries to re-connect to her because of her abandonment issues. She does not handle being scolded and yelled at from her fragile personality.

History ( TW: Cannibalism and Violence )

Raymond basically grew up with Isa, she always followed her around like a excited little puppy. She was a playful kid in her puphood and tried to ignore the killings that went on in the group. Raymond had abandonment issues from her mother which left the group with some others, who knows if they survived out there.

Raymond joined Isa when she left as well, although she could not fight so Isa could not find any purpose of her joining her pack. But she had a bit of knowledge about herbs and medicine also having strong memory. Isa let her join as a healer, in the present Raymond is still trying to re-connect to her.

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Name: Mariah
Gender: Female
Age: 12 yrs
Breeds: Mini Dachshund
Sexuality: Hetero
Pack: Insurgent
Rank: Subordinate
Relationships: Friends with everyone
Mate: None (Open/PM me)
Appearance:
Mariah is a tiny dog, almost the size of a puppy, although a bit longer. She's mostly short-furred, with longer fur on her floppy ears and dainty paws. Her whip-like tail also has a bit of longer fur. For the most part Mariah's coat is black, excluding her brown paws, muzzle, chest and eyebrows. Her chocolate brown eyes are well balanced in her pretty face and clear of any sickness or disease. While she may appear weak with her short little legs and long body, she is well built for chasing down rabbits and such through their burrows.

Though she is getting on in years, there is not a single speck of silver in her coat and she still moves with the spryness and energy of a pup. Thus is the gift of small dogs who live long lives.
Personality:
Mariah is a kind and caring canine with a big heart. She makes friends quite easily as no one can resist her sweet smile. It is very difficult to make her truly angry, and she doesn't stay that way for long. She often accompanies the healer while they care for injured dogs, and at one time had hoped to hold the position herself. She doesn't have much ambition however, and so gladly left the position to someone better skilled. With her kind disposition and simply adorable appearance, Mariah is truly an angel on Earth.
History:
Mariah came from a loving family who would never abandon any member of their family, and so perished in the explosions or fires, leaving Mariah alone as a yearling. Mariah carries that love with her everywhere she goes and gives it freely to any and all she meets.

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"Vulnerability is something you can never overcome, because once you do try to, you'll just be vulnerable to yourself."

Name: Lyrik

Gender: Male

Breed(s): 65% Dalmatian, 20% Kangal, 15% Bucovina Sheperd

Age: 5 1/2 y/o

Pack: None

Rank: N/A

Sexuality: Hetero
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Relationships:



Mate: N/A

Family:

Quillion - Son - Blank, neutral
He doesn't know much about his son, being chased away when he was still a tiny puppy. Who would know what he had become with his mother's influence.

Aramis - Daughter - Blank, neutral
Like her brother, Lyrik doesn't know much about her. With the hopes of them to have a good life.

Jet - Son - Blank, neutral
And like with his siblings, again, he didn't know much about the pup. Although because if his disability, he was driven away due to, what Isa called, "bad genes".

Diva - Mother - Hatred
For the one who chased him away, and planned it. He has a burning, passive hatred inside of him.

Skyefall - Father - Hatred
The dislike for his father isn't as intense, although the fact that his father agreed to the idea itself was enough for a forever anger to take it's place in his heart.

Hendrix - Sibling - Fond of
His dear sibling, Hendrix. He occasionally visited him, having talks of news and adventures and simple small stories shared together. With the delicate bond they hold, they somehow continue to move along.

Leilani - Sibling - Distant respect
Leilani and Lyrik didn't seem to really click right, although they have a mutual respect for one another. Other than that, he has no thoughts on Leilani.

Personality:

Lyrik is sweet and caring for others, being optimistic about lots. Causing him to be too hopeful for some, looking too much on the bright side. He would make a great healer if he were in a pack. Along with his optimistic personality, he is opportunistic. Although he is careful on what he chooses.

He prefers, small groups of close friends. Sharing stories and being imaginative and relaxing together. He likes activities where he could strengthen bonds with. He doesn't trust very many people, but those he does trust get all of his attention. Strong bonds are the key to success. He dislikes large groups, but he also dislikes being alone. For something balanced is more of his kind.

He is able to carefully plan his doings, allowing himself to proficiently do many things. Although it isn't exactly very time efficient. With gentle paws and careful planning, he could do anything with a little bit of help from others and enough time.

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History:
He grew up in a small, isolated group. Containing just his parents and siblings. He was the runt of his siblings, being much weaker than his siblings during puphood. He grew up in peace. Away from other dogs and they were quick and nimble enough to get out of predator's way. Although things changed when he got older, starting adolescence his parents seemed to give him with cold shoulder. He didn't know what they seemed to have intended, as they gave just as much attention to his siblings at the time to when they were pups too.

One night, where he was pretend-sleeping, as the restless teenager he was, he overheard his mother talking. "I want to get rid of that rat. He's a waste of space and food.". And they did so, he didn't understand why exactly. His mother and father's cruel actions were of no surprise to his siblings somehow.

The days went on, visiting his siblings occasionally when his parents were out and about. Until he met a certain dog. Isa, she was enchanting, beautiful in everyway. She seemed to be great company for a while, although rather cold, it didn't mind him. As he could understand some were like that. They had a litter, three puppies. Although one seemed to have something wrong with it.

One of the little boys, Jet, was unfortunately blind. Causing Isa to believe that it was his fault, his genes, and once again, he was chased away from a so-called 'home'. He had barely spent much time with his pups, although the despair broke him. For it seemed, as if it was a permanent mark on his hopeless heart.

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Helium - Glass Animals

"One more time
This puppy love is out of line
One more slide
And then we're back to real life"

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Name: Slate
Gender: Male
Age: 3 1/2 yrs.
Breeds: 50% Wolf, 25% Husky, 25% Malamute
Sexuality: Hetero
Pack: Insurgent
Rank: Warrior
Relationships:
-Shadow: Beloved Sibling
-Isa: Hated Acquaintance
-Mariah: Close Friend
-Quillion: Neutral
Family:
-Shadow | Younger Sibling
Mate: Crush on Aramis
Personality:
Slate is not as reserved as his sibling, but is not far behind. He is not afraid for other dogs to see him cry, and won't hesitate to snap if someone makes him angry. However, he is much slower to respond to kindness and caring. Mariah is the only dog aside from Shadow who has ever seen him smile in response to something pure.

He finds genuine goodness hard to believe in and trusts hostility more. He believes that a dog will only be kind when they want something from you, and will resort to violence when kindness doesn't work. This makes him appear cruel to most, but he has a good heart.
Appearance:
Slate looks even more like a wolf than his sibling Shadow does. A gray as the stone he's named for, his coat also has some streaks of black. He's lean and tall, with a narrow snout and ears. His fur is thick, but fine so does well in the heat of the day as well as the cold of night. His white eyes are unusual, but not as terrifying as most dogs seem to find Shadow's yellows. They merely assume he is blind, or that it's a mutation.
History:
Slate was with his parents when they passed, and so knows what happened to them more than Shadow does. He left soon after seeing the light leave his parent's eyes to find his sibling, who was a year younger than he was. He was picked up by Isa after she had found Shadow, and their scent was the only reason he followed the dog who smelled so much of violence. Even at a young age, he had a better sense of smell than his parents, and it has continued to grow stronger. After being raised by Ferrer, Slate followed Shadow when they went after Isa. Slate did not care much about Ferrer as he still remembered his birth parents and did not want another dog to take their place. They only reason he stayed with Ferrer was to watch over Shadow, though they did not recognize him.

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“𝐼’𝓂 𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝒹-𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒷𝒶𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝒹. 𝐼’𝓂 𝒾𝓃𝓈𝓊𝓁𝒶𝓇, 𝐼’𝓂 𝒿𝒶𝒹𝑒𝒹, 𝒶 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓀𝒶𝒽𝑜𝓁𝒾𝒸, 𝐼’𝓂 𝓇𝓊𝓉𝒽𝓁𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐼’𝓂 𝓈𝑒𝓁𝒻-𝓈𝑒𝓇𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔. 𝐼 𝒹𝑜𝓃’𝓉 𝒹𝑜 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇, 𝐼 𝓇𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓁𝓎 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝒹𝑜 “𝐼’𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒶𝓁𝓀 𝓉𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓉𝑜𝓂𝑜𝓇𝓇𝑜𝓌”.

Name: Dabria
Name origin: Dabria meaning: "angel of death".
Gender: Female. she/her.
Breed(s): 80% Alsatian - 5% Belgian Shepherd - 15% Groenendael
Age: 3 years & 4 months old.
Pack: Insurgent
Rank: Warrior
Sexuality: Heteromantic and Heterosexual. Dabria never had an interest in other females.

Relationships:

Mate:
Family:
- Mother | Ophelia
- Father| Arsenio

Personality: Dabria is almost always distant and emotionless, though not inherently unfriendly. She seems to not be very talkative. Dabria is notably more observant and has a better keen sense of danger. When Dabria does speak, she tends to speak in the third person, such as referring her possessions as "Dabria’s" possessions. Dabria's voice is rather monotone, even when she is excited. Despite her stoic nature, she cares deeply for his clan. While she is undeniably strong emotionally, on occasions Dabria hints that she is not to be crossed. However, under this tough image she is still compassionate and likes to help others, often fitting for the role of a warrior. Although it's a very rare occurrence, even Dabria can get angry. She still keeps her stoic nature, even when furious, which makes these few incidents all the more chilling. Dabria spends a lot of time by herself relaxing or working on personal projects. Typically, she dislikes it when others disturb her when she's in the middle of her moments of solitude.

Appearance: Dabria is a tall and bulky female despite her gender, she is often mistaken for a male. She has thick and silky fur and dark amber almost crimson colored eyes that are notably flashy against her black pelt. She weighs a estimated 90 pounds and stands at a solid 26 inches. She has no markings against her black pelt beside the few onyx colored specks of fur. Dabria has sharp and pointed ears giving her sharp features a neater look. Even though her parents didn't know how she looked before birth, her name suits her dark and mysterious appearance well.

History:
TW: Mention of death

Dabria was born into a litter of one, her mother being Ophelia and father Arsenlio. Though, Ophelia died during birth leaving Dabria and Aresenlio alone, she earned her name Dabria because she killed her mother giving her the title "angel of death." Dabria grew up under strict rules often being seen as a object not family, she was raised to be a killing machine her first victim being her own mother. Dabria never had a chance to develop her personality being raised to be cold and distant. When she was of age she was chased off, Dabria was at the brink of death before she joined Insurgent and has stayed there ever since, swearing loyalty to them for many more eternities to come.

Other: She has multiple scars across her body.

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Name: Stixx
Gender: Male
Breed(s): Rottweiler (30%) - Dachshund (20%) - Wolf (50%)
Age: 2yrs
Pack: Insurgent
Rank: Subordinate
Sexuality: Gay, Definitely NOT aromantic
Relationships: None, Open
Mate: None
Family: Dead
Personality:

.|^|Stixx has social anxiety, Sensitive ears and Straight up anxiety. He tends to spend his days hiding from everything and is very shy, Flusters easily and hates being around people he hates.

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"Honestly I'm better as your boy, I'd be kinda shitty as your man. Let's go back to only being friends. Sorry girl I hope you understand, I don't want to fall in love, love cuts just like a knife"

Name-
Andreas- Andy for short

Gender-
Male

Breed(s)-
Akita(50%), Shiba Inu(25%), Kai Ken(25%)

Age-
5 years old

Pack-
Loner

Rank-
None

Sexuality-
Bisexual

Relationships-
None

Mate-
Open

Family-
Leelo; Mother.

Stark; Father.

Personality-
Andy is an outgoing, flirty asshole who takes enjoyment in others' pain. He is a sadist by definition. He will mock you for crying then laugh at you for getting upset, he is known for being unreliable and leaving after saying that he loves you. He is stubborn and never can admit when he's wrong, that's the last thing he'd do. He is hard to tie down, he refuses to have a mate unless they can convince him to settle. He's a free spirit in a sense, he loves to fight for fun and scaring puppies. He has eaten other dogs before, he has no shame about this fact either, he in fact brags about it whenever he gets the chance.

Appearance-
Andy is a medium-sized dog with a dark coat, he has white and cream markings with soft brown eyes. He has scars covering his body, all from his past. He has a few of his back teeth either missing or chipped, his black nose goes with his black paw pads. He has a dark pink tongue with a few notches on the sides. His sleek coat keeps him warm at night since he sleeps alone a majority of the nights. He is semi-blind in his right eye due to a fight with a boar that happened when he was a puppy.

History-
He grew up with parents who never truly loved him, all they did was push expectations onto him which caused him to snap one day. He murdered his parents in cold blood when he was only a year old, he spent the rest of that year crying himself to sleep over the regret. He hates talking about his past, he ignores anyone who tries to comfort him because it makes him feel weak. He was an only child growing up due to his parents only keeping him due to the belief that he was the strongest pup of the litter and that his siblings weren't worth it. His upbringing made him put a number of walls so now he seems cruel and bull-headed. In reality, he's just a scared, lost puppy on the inside.

Other-
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Name:
Kahno

Gender:
Male

Breed(s):
Tazy 25%, Borzoi 50%, Saluki 25%

Age:
7 years old

Pack:
Abolition

Rank:
Warrior

Sexuality:
Pansexual

Relationships:
Open to Relationships

Mate:
Open

Family:
Open

Personality:
Quiet yet approachable, Kahno is a very reliable dog, even though he may grumble about it. Being loyal and trustworthy, Kahno has yet to fail in his tasks, whether it be hunting, killing, etc. He prefers to keep to himself and isn't one to open up, even to his loved ones. Grumbling every two seconds, the large dog mix isn't the best at holding a conversation and has been one to walk away when no longer interested. More of a roving male, he enjoys being left to his own devices and going off on his own, though he will always return, this is his home after all.

Appearance:
Sporting a long golden coat with a single white blaze on his head, Kahno is the perfect mix of his parents. His tail is long and thin, curling at the tip and uncurling when relaxed. His chin sports a small patch of white due mostly to genetics, but is growing with age. His chest is large and his body is lean, nearly perfect for that of an agility dog. He is usually covered in small nicks and cuts, and his paws are almost always bruised and sore.

History:
Abandoned by his parents as a yearling, Kahno has kept himself at a distance from other dogs. Being "lazy" and a pain to care for, his parents deemed it better to get rid of him before it was too late and he became any more attached. They left while he and his siblings slept, forcing them come together and survive. Though it didn't take long for them to also leave, one by one they'd each disappear until only he was left to roam. Torn apart by his abandonment, Kahno would eventually happen upon the Abolition pack and decide to settle into the pack.

Other:
Open to all Relationships

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Name:
Fiochmhar

Gender:
Female

Breed(s):
Tazy 25%, Borzoi 50%, Saluki 25%

Age:
7 yrs

Pack:
Abolition

Rank:
Warrior

Sexuality:
Hella Gay

Relationships:
Kahno
~Open~

Mate:
None! ~Open~

Family:
Brother~ Kahno
~Open~

Personality:
A sweet dog who is loved by pretty much everyone. She is brave and compassionate and often puts herself in the way for others. She is always loyal to her pack and packmates, and would never let anything happen to them if she could help it. She is a bit rebellious and tends to argue with Isa at times.

History:
After their parents abandoned them, she stayed with her big brother for longer then the others, eventually realising she should try to survive on her own. However, she missed her siblings fiercely, and was overjoyed when she found out her brother had joined the Abolition pack when she stumbled across the group of dogs.

Other: --
~Looks mostly like a borzoi dog, but thinner~

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Name: Likaen
Age: 3 1/2 yrs.
Gender: Male
Breeds: 75% Saluki, 25% Afghan Hound
Pack: Abolition
Rank: Co-leader [WIP]
Sexuality: Pan, Polyamourus (3+ dogs in a relationship)
Mate(s): Open.
Family: Open.
Relationships: Open.
Appearance:
Likaen is quite the handsome hound. His base coat color is white with "husky" markings, these being black markings beginning at the tip of his snout and extending down his back to the end of his tail with extensions down his limbs. He is tall, extremely lean and long of limb, leading some to jokingly call him the "skeleton dog." His front legs, neck, ears and tail are feathered in white with tints of black. His thoughtful blue eyes stand out against the black markings on his face and draw the eye.
Personality:
Likaen is a thoughtful dog, prone to bouts of wandering. He often will stop in the middle of a conversation as a particular thought takes hold in his mind, leading him off in a different direction. He is abnormally stubborn, even for a Saluki, and does not take kindly to being told he's wrong, unless by someone whom he trusts. His trust and favor are sparingly given, as he is naturally suspicious and can seem aloof to dogs who don't know him well. Beneath all of this is a kind and truly caring heart that fears being betrayed.
History:
Likaen was born of a loving family who took wonderful care of him, but eventually forced him to strike out on his own. This is where his fear of betrayal comes from, as he felt betrayed when his family pushed him out.

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Name: Bates
Gender: male body (genderfluid)
Breed(s): 34% Malinois, 33% American pitbull, 33% chow chow
Age: 4 years
Pack: n/a
Rank: loner
Sexuality: Omnisexual
Relationships: none
Mate: none
Family: none
Personality: rather silent, he likes being spooky or ... ya know..... cared for... but his urges are always lying underneath
Appearance: a massive dog, with semi long fur and a wirey top coat, his fur is a fark grey speckled with russet splotches. his eyes are blue and brown, the brown almost balck, the blue an icy blue.
History: born into a cruel world, where they had nothing and was basically starved, their siblings were not as tough nor as lucky as he, so when his siblings died... his sire made him eat them, believing it would make the pup stronger. but it only drove him insane, and made him an avid opportunist and cannibal. but there are those he wont eat... if someone tries to run from him or attack him, he will attack and attempt to eat them.... alive.... beware
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"That was fun!"

Name: Stoney

Gender: Male

Breed(s): 40% Collie, 40% Border Collie, 20% Australian Sheperd

Age: 5 m/o

Pack: None

Rank: N/A

Sexuality: "What's that?"
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Relationships:



Mate: N/A

Family:

Terra - Mother - Admiration

He hopes to be like his mother one day! Caring and kind to all.

Nev - Father - Admiration

His father's words were always encouraging to him, wisdom and strength he pursued which Stoney could never imagine he could do when he would be older.

Era - Sibling - Close

Era and him have many similarities and love playing with each other. He hopes he'll run into her again one day.