Name
Adhara

Age
5 years

Gender
Lady dog

Orientation
Bi

Breed
60% Aussie Shepherd | 40% Mexican Wolf

Rank & Affiliation
Blackback Guard | Black Witch (Scavenger if not chosen)

Accessories
Pieces of rough twine act as a necklace. Bits of quartz, chrysoprase, and black opal are tied into it.

Appearance
The classic mottled colours of an Australian Shepard cover her pelt. Her underside is white and the rest of her is mostly grey with patches of black or brown. Her colouring is ticked and causes her colouring to flow together. Her fur is rough and a medium length. Her ears are floppy and sit politely at her temples. Her eyes are a pale blue and appear white in most lights. Due to her wolf heritage, her muzzle is narrow and pointed. Her backgrounds combined give her an uncanny intelligence.
Adhara stands 61cm at the shoulder and weighs about 40kg.

Personality
Adhara is a kind-hearted dog and tries her best to keep everyone happy. She's happy to compromise on her wants to earn another's respect or loyalty. Most would assume her to be a doormat and quickly discover what happens to those who try to walk over her. At best, those who cross her will be ostracised, but she's waited long stretches to do far worst.
Though she'd hardly fit in with the Highvalley dogs, she does share their devotion to religion. Born to a clan that worships the stars, she carries their beliefs with her, even being named after her patron star. She watches the sun, the moon, and the twinkling lights in the sky for guidance. Most would think her genuinely crazy... but she's been right a few too many times to be chance.

Backstory
Born amongst the mountains to a clan that worships the stars. The head of their clan, Sol, was chosen by a trial of fire. The clan's latest generation are his children, and Adhara is one of them. The clan life had been all she'd known. She was raised with their rituals, their trials, their words and religion. As she reached adulthood she would face her own trial, to prove their worth to the clan and to their gods. They ran through fire until their fur had burnt away and their skin was scorched. Then they were sent deep below the mountain they called home, where stalactites and stalagmites were made of ice. The survivors returned home, dragging the bodies of their siblings. They burnt their kin and revelled in their adulthood.

Then the Blackback dogs came. Raiders. They destroyed everything and took most of the clan as prisoners. Their leader was killed, but a handful of their clan escaped. Adhara was not one. She was taken as a prisoner. Over time, they came to realise her worth. Her guidance from the stars rarely led them wrong. With no desire to escape and her value known, she was eventually released and joined the Blackbacks.

Kin
Father - Sol [Dead af]
Mother - Tertia [Open]
Siblings [Open]

Other
Ngl Adhara/Subra is probably one of my favourite characters atm because i have such trouble with female characters usually but she's just and never causes me trouble, always easy to write for.

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Name
Captain

Age
5 Years

Gender
Male

Orientation
Gay

Breed
Silken Windhound x Greyhound

Rank & Affiliation
Highvalley Court | Duke (Gatherer if unsuccessful)

Accessories
A tuft of feathers sit behind his ear. Shorter cardinal feathers create the base while longer zebra pheasant feathers dangle from the center.

Appearance
An underbelly of white with a red-black brindle overcoat. His long wavy coat hides how small he is. He stands about 65cm at the shoulder and barely hits 27kg. His sighthound heritage is clear in his build. He has a high tuck, long legs, deep chest, and a slender muzzle. His ears tend to be folded back, a trait common in his breed, but can perk to alert.

Personality
Cold and cunning. Captain's main goal is survival no matter what he has to do. He waits the long game and has been slowly moving up the ranks. He prefers people don't notice him, it makes the vacant positions less suspect. Though he makes no effort to hide his stand-offish nature, he doesn't go out of his way to be noticeably cruel. Making waves would be counter-productive.
Friends aren't really a big thing with him. He has acquaintances and that's about it. The few friends he does have are treasured dearly. He'd do anything for them, and likely already has. He doesn't care about their thanks, only the results of his actions. As long as they move into a safer world, he'd be happy.

Backstory
Born a commoner, Captain's puphood wasn't the most pleasant. They lived off the land as best they could. Himself and a handful of other sighthound pups would be sent into the woods to bring back prey. They became good hunters, adept at bringing down everything from rabbits to deer. Soon they were able to spend their time in the woods to relax, only needing the afternoons to bring home food. As pups they would play chase, one of the pups acting as a frightened deer while the others would "hunt" them. As they grew, the games of chase became wrestling and talking. It wasn't long before Captain found a bond in this group, and more. He watched as their group paired off into couples. It was no surprise that two of the girl dogs came together, but none of the group had an issue. It was their secret, much how the forest was. Captain felt safe in their midst, safe enough to confess his feelings to one of the greyhounds, Spirit. They would lie together in the sun, Captain playfully nipping at Spirit's tail while he groomed Captain's fur. They were happy.
Eventually the adults discovered their sanctuary. They destroyed everything their group had, forcing the girls to flee. Spirit tried to stand against them, he begged Captain to admit what they had... but he couldn't. He denied their love and Spirit was torn apart. It destroyed Captain, but he knew his fate would have been the same.

Kin
Father - [Open]
Mother - [Open]
Spirit - [Dead af]

Other
captain is a good boy a sad boy pls love him

WIP

Name
Sjurd

Age
8 years old

Gender
Male

Orientation
Demisexual

Breed
{65% Husky|35% European wolf}

Rank & Affiliation
Lord Commander of the Blackguard (if already taken, Berserker)

Accessories
Black crow feathers weaved into his tail for each dog he has killed, a total of 5. Rusty metal ring around left forearm, a gift from his brother.

Appearance
Large husky looking dog with a curled tail, and light blue eyes, once of which has a brown ring around the iris. Coat is mostly white, with gray and brown streaks on back, and sides. Pointed ears with an old slitted scar in left ear, due to a play fight with his younger brother that got a bit bloody. A longer snout than a full-blooded dog, with a pitch black nose.

Personality
Sjurd is a proud dog and doesn't swallow his ego easily for any reason. Rikard, his brother, is the only one who seems to be able to see through his tough exterior, simply from having spent his whole life following the big dog around. Sjurd would do anything for his brother and for his Jarl. His whole life revolves around the two of them, and he will die for them.

Backstory
Born the only pup in his litter, Sjurd had a lonely childhood. With no siblings, and his parents finding better things to do as soon as he was weaned, Sjurd was alone for most of his life. And so he trained as hard as he could when he grew up, working hard to become the best fighter he could be, not wanting to be a burden to his group, to his Jarl. And when his mother informed him of a younger brother, he took on the responsibility of taking care of Rikard, knowing his mother would simply abandon the pup when he was weaned. And she did, and he was there for Rikard, helping him, training him, not wanting to young dog to grow up without anyone there for him, wanting him to know that there was always a place for him in the Blackguard, even if their mother didn't act like it.

Kin
Rikard - younger half-brother

Other
My favorite OC that I've made belongs to another site, and her name is Jordan Bray x3

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Name
Rikard

Age
4 years old

Gender
Male

Orientation
Asexual

Breed
{15% husky|15% European wolf|70% German Shepard}

Rank & Affiliation
Youngblood of the Blackguard

Accessories
Dried vines wrapped into a necklace, decorated with various bird feathers and rocks. Metal rings on left paws, gifts from his brother.

Appearance
A slightly smaller dog, with black fur covering his upper body, and tan fur covering his belly and paws. He has amber eyes, with small flecks of dark brown in them. His left ear is folded down, while his right ear is upright. It earns him a few strange looks from the other dogs in the Blackguard, but he enjoys the attention that it brings.

Personality
Rikard considers himself a bit more carefree than his elder brother, but still attempts to be stoic from time to time, in an effort to impress his brother and the older dogs of the Blackguard. He tries to enjoy the time he spends with his brother but wants to make Sjurd proud of him above all things, and trains as hard as he is able.

Backstory
Rikard didn't know any different when his mother abandoned him shortly after he weaned from her milk. He figured that every other dog in their group was treated the same when they were old enough. It wasn't until Sjurd told him differently that he realized what kind of dog his mother was. A cruel one. She believed that only the strongest survived and that she wouldn't do anything to help him, or his brother now that they didn't need her milk to live. Rikard thanks the gods and his brother every day for helping him survive his first winter without their mother,
believing that he wouldn't have survived as long as he did. He continues to train and condition himself so that he won't always have to rely on his brother for help.

Kin
Sjurd - older half-brother

{This is my art, by no means is it to be used by anyone else!}

Name
Atticus

Age
3 years | 10 months

Gender
Male

Orientation
Panseuxal | Panromantic

Breed
GSD (50%) | Kelpie (25%) |Grey Wolf (25%)

Rank & Affiliation
Highvalley Court Prisoner | Blackback Guard
(Formerly Blackback Guard Berserker)

Accessories
Not quite seeing the point in fancy decoration, the brute had merely adorned some eagle feathers, which are twined into his fur just behind his left ear.

Appearance
Not abnormally large, nor small. Average, really. However, he has ample muscle, due to extra training and making up for his loss of limb. His fur is mainly a dark brown, with a black-brown saddle, a cream undermuzzle, chest, belly, inner legs, undertail, and left hind leg. The brute has a black right ear, and his left flops down, and is cream. Now, his right eye is a warm brown-amber, but he is blind in his left, making it a milky grey-blue, with a jagged scar over it. His identifying feature is definitely his missing left foreleg. It leaves merely a stub, but he doesn't let it stop him.

Personality
Due to being locked up and treated rudely, he often comes off as grumpy and emotionless. However, if you manage to pry away his hard exterior, you will find that he is a very protective, loyal and playful creature. He has a rare soft spot for pups, and refuses to lash out at them. Though, he is the type to grin at you while slitting your throat. His behaviour varies, as he is vastly adaptable to situations, and can alter the way he seems to others to better his chances of achieving success. One of his major flaws is his lack of will to trust, which influencess him majorly.

Backstory
Two youthful canines met, after having a brief scuffle, they both realised they wanted peace. Quickly, they fell for each other, often talking about running away to be together. But, their loyalties ran too deep. Allegiance over love? Maybe so. But, despite this, the Highvalley scavenger brute and the Blackback Guard fae continued to see each other. Eventually, she found out she was having pups. Afraid of the consequences, she stopped going to meet her mate.

One day, he managed to catch her eye while she was solo hunting, forcing her to tell him why she hadn't been to meet him, and she admitted she was expecting pups. They both agreed to keep it a guarded secret, and they seemed to realise that their love had been just some silly fantasy, young, niave love. So, they stopped meeting, acting as if nothing had ever happened. But, something had.

When Atticus was born, he wasn't alone. But, due to complications, his four siblings were stillborn, and he was born disfigured. However, he was never told about his deceased littermates, and has always believed himself to be an only child. The pup's mother practically acted as if he didn't exist, mainly due to the rather obvious fact he had a loss of a limb. Growing up, most thought he would die quickly, but this only fuelled his determination, and he trained harder, even in secret. Atticus's mother was eventually killed in a raid, as many Blackback Guard dogs often do, leaving her disabled son to be alone. Without knowing it, his father had also been brutally murdered in a previous raid.

Climbing his way into adult-hood, the brute became savage and cruel, finding this behaviour the only way to make up for his pathetic appearance. Surprisingly, he became a berserker, and was quite the decent fighter, at that. Atticus, despite his respected rank, never trusted, and that led to his downfall.

When participating in a raid, he didn't want help from his comrades, fearing they would trick him, and was overpowered. This ultimately led to his imprisonment. Despite his cold nature, he never tries to attack or snap at Highvalley pups who, in passing, pause to marvel at his stub of a forelimb, even letting them ask rather intrusive questions. He truly is a mystery. And a freak of nature.

Kin
Zillah | Mother| Disliked | Blackback Guard | Kelpie/Gray Wolf | Deceased | Killed in a raid
Unknown Male | Father | Curious | Highvalley | German Shepherd | Deceased | Killed in a raid
4 Unnamed Pups | Littermates | Unknown | Blackback Guard | GSD/Kelpie/Gray Wolf | Deceased | Stillborns

Other
I can't choose a favourite OC because they all have a special place in my heart, they each represent a tiny part of me. Well, that and I have a heck ton of OCs, too many to choose from XD

"You've only got 10 more paces to live, enjoy your last moments, they're my gift to give."

Name
Raven.

Age
4 years, 5 months old.

Gender
Male.

Orientation
Bisexual/romantic, but more likely to be interested in other males. Is probably not as shy about this fact as he should be and has been known to actively pursue any dog who catches his fancy regardless of gender.

Breed
85% Borzoi x 15% Eurasian Wolf.

Rank & Affiliation
Highvalley | Prisoner,
Former Blackback Berserker.

Accessories
At the moment nothing as all of his positions were taken upon being imprisoned.

Appearance
Fairly tall as his Borzoi heritage would dictate, but not quite as slender as a purebred ought to be. Eurasian Wolves are one of the larger wolf subspecies and he is overall more muscular and thicker than one would expect from a sighthound. His fur is subtly wavy and quite dense, a deep black save for his white front toes and a splotch of white on the chest. The fur along his lower back and flank is ticked a lighter grayish color while his underbelly is also much paler compared to the rest of his pelt, almost a smokey gray-black. His eyes are almond shaped and a dark shade of amber, set in a chiseled head with a slender snout and semi-pricked ears, most often appearing floppy but able to perk up into a more pointed shape when alert. His legs are long leading down to large paws and and his tail is covered by shorter, bushier fur, curving upward near the middle. Overall his build is perhaps a bit odd to look at considering the differences in frame between a borzoi and a wolf. One might consider him handsome and another hideous depending on their point of view. A long scar slashes down and across the bridge of his muzzle in an uneven left and the left ear is missing a large chunk out of it.

Personality
Raven is a volatile and dangerous individual, in many ways a product of the Blackback Guard's brutal ways. While generally calm and frivolous in nature he can become violent in the blink of an eye and appears to care very little for the opinions or feelings of anyone outside of his own social group. He is highly argumentative and confrontational, seeming to consider his way the only way. Raven uses 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 was well known for his ruthless ways among the Guard and while he has limits Raven is willing to go to extremes in order to punish someone if he feels they deserve it. Since being imprisoned by the court he has lost none of his aggression and there aren't many who would risk coming close to his cage lest they have their throats ripped out. He understands his defiant behavior will likely see him executed if he refuses to change, but is unwilling to relent.

Backstory
Raised among the Blackback Guard, his history is hardly an unusual one. He was looked down upon by the jarl for his low wolf content, that and his sharp tongue will likely see that he is not missed nor mourned by his birth pack. He was raised to be relentless and without mercy, his own mother at times marking him with her own teeth whenever he failed to meet her standards. His father was only slightly less critical. Though he was born into a litter of three he was the only pup to reach adulthood and that only intensified his parents expectations. His father was killed in an attempted raid, the same in which Raven was captured by Highvalley knights.

Kin
Starling • Mother • Alive.
Tern • Father • Deceased.
Swan • Litter Sister • Deceased.
Crow • Litter Brother • Deceased.

Theme Song
Not Afraid To Die - Written By Wolves.

Other
This is my last character I promise.

This is a very lazy bio and I apologize, but it is also 5 AM.

Source

Name
Taki

Age
1 years | 5 months

Gender
Female

Orientation
Homoflexible

Breed
Red Wolf (50%) | Sarloos Wolfhound (12.5%) | Grey Wolf (37.5%)

Rank & Affiliation
Youngblood | Blackback Guard

Accessories
Taki wears a leather collar, the front linked with chain, stolen by her father from the Highvalley Court dogs

Appearance
Taki has a somewhat ragged appearance, with a rugged wolfish look of grey fur and a muscular build. The fae has white unders, which consists of the bottom of her muzzle, cheeks, throat, chest, belly, inner legs, and under her tail. There are some brown-ochre and lighter monochrome colours laced into her pelt, and ochre legs. Her tail is a darker ochre, standing out from the rest of her frame. Her body is rather lanky, legs long and made for stamina, topped with broad shoulders for power, but a lithe frame and a delicately narrowed muzzle due to the more refined red wolf blood running through her veins. However, she is certainly bigger and brawnier than a red wolf, being a high content wolfdog with two large breeds in her genetics.

Personality
-Mistrusting:
Influenced through her father's disgusting betrayal and her solitary habits, Taki often prefers to go solo. She has a hard time warming up to others, and is always cautious with her actions around others, afraid to grow fond and be betrayed.
-Blunt:
Despite her reluctance to be close to others, she is often harshly honest. She does not find the point in sugar-coating things, hating to give others false hope or doing so to get on another's 'good side'.
-Cold:
Although this isn't entirely true, she likes to appear as uncaring and emotionless to deter any companions. If you manage to break through her icy defensive barrier, you may find the fire that burns warm and ambitious within her.
-Ambitious:
Due to where she lives and the beliefs they are forced to abide by, she wishes to break through and take up a rank of Berserker. As it is rare for a female to become one, it only fuels her flaming determination further, adding to the fire that rages through her to succeed and bring justice to the female population. At times she wonders if the Highvalley Court would accept her, but knows that they would most likely immediately attack and perhaps kill her, due to her very wolfish appearance.
-Quiet:
With a heavy preference for solitude, she often find herself alone. But, she doesn't mind, as it gives her plenty of time to ponder. In fact, she is a rather ponderous creature, often asking questions... inside her head. She doesn't dare speak them aloud, fearing punishment or ridicule.
-Reserved:
Her saarloos side somewhat influences this. She isn't big on violence, but will just as happily resort to it, due to her harsh upbringing. The young fae doesn't quite understand how wrong and condemning the Blackback Guard's mindless savagery is in the Highvalley Court's dogs eyes.
-Protective:
This side of her rarely shows, due to her hesitance to let others in. However, when someone is in danger, ally or not, she has an instinctive rush to aid them. Yes, it may result in more trouble than she can handle, but she can easily get caught in the moment.
-Self-sacrificing:
Quite self explanatory, she is quite prepared to risk her pelt for another. However, she only does so if she believes they deserve to be saved.

Backstory {Warning: mild themes of force breeding (sorta) and torture/killing (sorta)}
A savage brute with a wolfish appearance found a starving loner. It was clear that she was a pure wolf, not a drop of domesticated dog in her blood. He had fed her in the hopes of convincing her to join the Blackback Guard, but she always refused. Although he didn't love her, he knew that they needed more allies. He also knew females bear young. So, Nashki acted affectionately towards her, earning her trust. Eventually, she began to love him, and agreed to become his mate.

However, when her pups were born, they were all female. Nashki brought them at the mercy of the Blackback Guard to see which one would live. There was only one who was larger than her sisters. The other two were senselessly slaughtered, along with their mother after she attempted to retaliate.

From then on, they named the survivor Taki, and raised her to be a vicious and emotionless beast. She grew to hate her father, blaming him for her mother and sisters deaths. Now she prefers to be alone, perhaps due to her reluctance to trust, and resents their Jarl and the majority of the male population, mainly due to their sexist beliefs.

Kin
Ashen | Mother| Guilty | Loner | Red Wolf| Deceased | Killed by Blackback Guard
Nashki | Father | Blames | Blackback Guard | Saarloos Wolfhound/Grey Wolf | Alive | Open adoptable!
2 Unnamed She-Pups | Littermates | Grieves | Loners | Red Wolf/Saarloos/Grey Wolf | Deceased | Killed by Blackback Guard

Other
Nashki is an open adoptable~