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<i>Adders with cloven tongues do hiss into madness</i> The impenetrable darkness of night colored her thin frame, each individual hair as black as pitch. A shock of brightest green colored her finely tapered ears, while the ankle of one long, slender leg was bathed in acid purple. Her eyes shone like emeralds, haunting and yet strangely captivating. Surely this was no ordinary wolf; she stood as tall as a small pony, with finely chiseled muscles and a strong, slender build. Her face was set in a haughty, knowing smirk. No prey could outrun her, and no predator could hope to match her in beauty, grace, or power. . ⇢ <b>un</b>mated // in season // loner // <i>para</i><b>rp</b> // whisper friendly

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Dec 21, 2011 2:52:52 GMT -5 @loch said:

Lochnivar

Age: Two years
Gender: Male
Species: Gray wolf (with some Newfoundland blood)

Pack: Loner, follows his older brother, Darthyn, who plans to join Paix.
Rank: None yet.

Personality: Loch is a playful young lad, constantly making jokes and playing tricks. There's nothing he loves more than a good joke, except maybe a beautiful female. Lochnivar is extremely flirtacious, although he rarely meets with any success. Most females prefer the strong, silent type, like Loch's older brother, Darthyn; but Loch willl never be that kind of wolf. He is loud, outspoken, and genial, and he does exactly what he wants. This youthful wolf is slightly awkward and goofy, but he has a heart of gold. He would never allow anyone he loves to be hurt or injured if he was able to prevent it. He is extremely devoted and a keen student; he learns and picks things up very quickly, although he hardly has the patience for stalking small prey (he finds it too boring). His favorite thing is hunting large animals, because he loves to run all out.
Appearance: Loch, like his brother Darthyn, is massive. But unlike Darthyn, Loch is not fully grown, so he has a slightly rangy, awkward look to him. He has very large paws and an extremely long, fluffy tail, and long legs, giving him a strange appearance. One day, however, he will fill out and look more similar to his bear-like brother, but for now, Loch is just in that awkward phase. He has long, plush fur (he inherited much more of his mother's Newfoundland blood than his brother) that is a tawny brown color along his back and neck and sides, but fades to a charming cream color along his chest and belly.
Eye Color: Amber
Structure/Build: Large but rangy and a bit gawky/thin. Weighs about 150 pounds
Markings: The darker brown fur along his spine and neck comes down in two points at his throat and meets in a kind of necklace-like marking.

Likes: Jokes, females, food, females, playing, females, flirting with females, snow, females, hunting large prey, females, running, females, and um...FEMALES!
Dislikes: When females ignore him, when ANYONE ignores him, not being laughed at, hunting small prey, doing any task that requires silence and/or patience, not eating, being hungry
Loves: Females?
Hates: The fear of never finding a mate
Secrets: None
Goals: Find a beautiful, perfect mate

Mother: Aleria (deceased)
Father: Taq (deceased)
Siblings: Darthyn
Other important people: no

History: See Darthyn's history: His mother was born in a small town, her own father being a Newfoundland and her mother being a wild wolf. She left the town, however, because she fell in love with a wolf named Taq, and he sired her first litter, of which Darthyn was the only surviving pup. As he grew, Darthyn became strong and intelligent, and he went on to lead a pack of his own, although he never took a mate. Soon after, tragedy struck the young leader when a forest fire tore through his home forest, killing his parents (who were in his pack as elders) and the rest of his small pack, leaving only Darthyn and his younger brother, Loch. Darthyn raised Loch, who was only a yearling at the time, teaching him how to hunt and fight.
Other: Delete the other thread, please

Darthyn

Age: Five years
Gender: Male
Species: Gray wolf (has some Newfoundland blood)

Pack: Paix
Rank: Hopefully Alpha male if he gets along with the alpha female

Personality: A fearless leader, Darthyn is strong and proud. He doesn't often show emotion or fear, which is why wolves tend to follow him faithfully. He was the leader of a small pack, but a forest fire devastated his home and killed his family, leaving him to care for his younger brother without the support of a pack. Life as a loner has hardened Darthyn to the core, but he does love a good joke. Though stern and strict, Darthyn can be kind and compassionate, and he is extremely responsible, always knowing when (and when not) to act.

Though he hides his emotions behind a stone facade, anyone who is close to this male knows that he is a little lonely, although he'd never admit it. He longs for a family, something he hasn't had for a long time.

Appearance: He is a large brute of a wolf, with well-muscled shoulders and hind-quarters. His body is covered with dusky gray fur, which darkens at certain points on his body, especially his face and chest. His eyes are a deep, haunting amber. He has large paws with long claws and a medium-length tail. He has a rather attractive but crooked way of smiling, where he lifts one corner of his mouth higher than the other. This is an unintentional quirk of course, but a rather ruggedly handsome one at that.

Eye Color: Amber
Structure/Build: Quite literally massive. His mother was half Newfoundland, so he inherited her massive size. He weighs close to 200 pounds.His face is very dark in comparison to his body, as are his legs, chest, and belly.

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Likes: Hunting, exploring, thinking, pups, snow, play-fights
Dislikes: Unsuccessful hunts, having to miss a meal, being hungry
Loves: His only brother, Loch
Hates: The taste of frog
Secrets: Not telling
Goals: Lead a pack once again, father many pups

Mother: Aleria (deceased)
Father: Taq (deceased)
Siblings: Lochnivar
Other important people: Not yet

History: His mother was born in a small town, her own father being a Newfoundland and her mother being a wild wolf. She left the town, however, because she fell in love with a wolf named Taq, and he sired her first litter, of which Darthyn was the only surviving pup. As he grew, Darthyn became strong and intelligent, and he went on to lead a pack of his own, although he never took a mate. Soon after, tragedy struck the young leader when a forest fire tore through his home forest, killing his parents (who were in his pack as elders) and the rest of his small pack, leaving only Darthyn and his younger brother, Loch. Darthyn raised Loch, who was only a yearling at the time, teaching him how to hunt and fight.
Other: None
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