“You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, it does not exist."

Name
Tempest

Age
20 Years
[Human Equivalent]

Gender
Female

Orientation
Pansexual & Panromantic

Rank
Combatant

Mate
Unmated

Physical Description
Tempest doesn’t like to stick out. Her posture is always casual, never submissive or dominant in the way she appears. Her tail always stays stationary, never lifting in anger or show, never tucking in fear. She stands firm and with as much stubbornness as a physical mountain. She has streamlined limbs and a focused, stoic expression.

Tempest is easy on the eyes, her pelage a mixture of soft coloring. Her pelt is a creamy off-white, long and flowy along her sinuous, muscular bodice. Along her back, a lovely shade of subdued charcoal, tinged with darker cream tips, giving off a gradient-like appearance to most of her body. Her ears are lined with a more pristine shade of white, which is emphasised by the threading of pepper and khaki brown that lead towards the backs of her velveteen ears. Her eyes appear deep-set due to the dark hues from her pelage that are tucked into the the space between her muzzle and the swoop of her eye. They are an alluring hue of sage and olive, the smokey appearance to them adding some sort of mysterious aura.

Tempest is mostly leg, despite her moderate muscle capacity. She’s not the tallest in the pack, mostly due to her sex, and her fur is abundant and plumes around her face, neck, and shoulders with curling ends. The overall amount of fur makes her seem larger than she actually is. Tempest has one notable scar. It spreads between her neck and shoulder, often times obscured by her unruly (although immaculate) pelage. It doesn’t look too old, as it is still rather pink, and sometimes it aches. Where it originates, no one knows but herself.

Demeanor
Tempest is known for her hard working personality. She rarely, if ever, fails at an assigned task and will often get it done within record time as long as distractions are minimized. Once dedicated to a task, she will do her absolute best to complete it and refuses to give up. Despite her good work ethic of refusing to give up, she’s always been somewhat of a realist when it comes to goals. Never leaning over to pessimism, or towards optimism. She likes to keep things down to earth, tangible, and within her reach. If she feels as if she has overreached, she will generally fall back and reassess herself.

Tempest has a clear vision of who she likes and dislikes, and how she can keep her liked companions out of trouble. While she’s not one to smother and linger longer than she has to, she does like to make her opinion of dangerous activities known to her precious pals. And is not against joining them. You know, for protective purposes… But she’s intuitive. Instinct is something she holds onto with all her might. Born into the life of a loner, she often had nothing but herself (and sometimes her mother) to rely on. This lead to her listening to every reaction her gut had. While this tends to be seen as paranoia or cowardice, it had kept her alive when she needed it, and so she trusts herself completely.

Tempest is proud of her diligence, which can lead her to feeling a bit critical of herself and others in everyday life. If you did something wrong or imperfect, she will be the first to call you out on it. She is very self-critical and will often kick herself over every little thing that went askew. A loner’s blood is strong within this one. Despite being in a pack she tends to only think for herself rather than the general population. While it’s a survival mechanism, it is rather useless and counterproductive within a group.

Despite her obvious intelligence, she has a tough time figuring out what is right and wrong. She seems to move within that morally gray area, rather than simply being on the white or black sides of things. She moves with that she feels (or what she believes) is correct, and sticks to it. If others get hurt because of her actions, she usually couldn’t care less. Tempest never, ever takes things lying down. She’s fiery and quick to anger, quick to push towards violence. Despite her ranking, it’s obvious she was made to be something more, something better. She’s fierce and not one to walk over.

Theme Songs
Glory and Gore - Lorde
Arsonists Lullaby - Hozier
Touch - Sleeping At Last

(Source)
To be old and wise, you must first be young and stupid

T I B E R I U S

Gender Identification
Male (Trans)

Orientation
Heterosexual

Age [Human years]
18

Physique [Appearance]
Long-legged and lanky, his pale coat is an off-white with cream, tan, grey, and black tones peppering his body. Despite his slender features, he lacks any sort of femininity. His expression heavily leans towards indifferent but his eyes are often alight with his real emotions. His eyes are a rich bourbon color, the kind of liquor that's been sitting in a barrel in a distillery for over a century, warm and oak-y.
Paws have long healed scars on top and bottom, some fainter than others, as a result of anxious chewing in his youth. His right leg and face have deep bite scars from a brutal fight that resulted after his first heat. The scarring often lends to a tougher appearance when other first meet him, especially when paired with his somewhat stolid default demeanor. His posture is generally even, a bounce in his step only found when he’s amongst his friends.

Disposition
Adventurous | Steadfast | Easily distracted | Mischievous
Socially clumsy | Resilient | Anxious | Lover boy
He is a chaotic neutral, charming and even charismatic in the right circumstances. In social interactions with anyone other than close friends, he is socially awkward and not the best when it comes to recognizing others’ motivations. Due to his anxiety, he tends to assume the worst in interactions outside of his group. With friends it’s easy to see that he has a good sense of humor, a deep sense of loyalty, and a rough and tumble attitude. A penchant for trouble, the mischievous boy often finds himself partaking in playful scuffles, pranks, and flirting (poorly) with girls that are probably way out of his league in his opinion. He thrives when he has a small, close knit circle of friends (1-3).

Ranking
Combatant

Mate
None yet

Songs
Send Me On My Way - Rusted Root
Renegades - X Ambassadors

base by JeanNoer on deviant art

"Sure. Sure you will. You know goodbyes aren't forever."

name

arthur

gender identification

arthur is born male and identifies as one.

sexual and romantic orientation

he is heterosexual and heteromatic.

age [in human years]

he is thirty four (34) in human years.

physique

arthur is a tall, lanky, but holds a broad head with broad shoulders. he bares a very large dark brown sable marking with a light brown underbelly and socks. the tip of his nose across the half of his face to the sable is a dark brown blaze marking leading to the sable marking. the half side of his ears being dark brown as the inside of his ears is a light brown. around his eyes is dark brown, and his cheeks and jaws leading down to his underbelly are a light brown. between his sable marking and his underbelly is a warm milky brown. he holds a bite scar on his left ear, and a small three scars in the left side of his face. finally, he bares golden yellow eyes, charming to some.

disposition

at first, arthur is clever, mischievous, charming, and quite a risk-taker. He is also known to be callous, harsh, rude, eccentric, bad-tempered, bellicose, irreverent, and negative. such a wolf with the things he faces often forces himself to be someone he doesn't want. he's shown to be tougher and rough than any wolf, but he has the heart of a marshmallow. somehow he is a courageous, adventurous, intelligent, bighearted, friendly, confident, rebellious,, easy-going, sympathetic, compliant, mature, and a trusting wolf. such so being able to keep his promises, or at least what he can do for a promise. arthur knows he can't always keep a promise, but he knows that he could always try to.

rank

here's the reaper replacement!

relationships/mate

he has grown close with a girl named luciel, but holds no romantic feelings for her.

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Art by #95572
Art thread

Baekhyun

❝Creation and destruction are one, to the eyes who can see beauty.❞

Gender Identification:
Baekhyun is born male and identifies as one.

Sexuality:
Androsexual

Romantic Orientation:
Gray-romantic

Age [Human years]:
12 years

Physique [Appearance]:
Baekhyun has a petite, almost fragile figure, sporting thin yet slender legs and a small build suited much for the stereotypical female. There is almost no hint of defined muscle on his body, as he is composed mostly of a cropped golden pelt and incredibly short and downy fur suited for a heated climate. Baekhyun has a queer sort of grace to him. His movements are slow and precise, as though he was not walking, but rather floating like a feather billowed by a gentle breeze. Baekhyun has soft, feminine facial features, with a wide snout and opalascent white doe eyes that reflected the sunlight each time he made even the slightest of movements, and a small glossy black nose. These traits often made others look twice at him, or for some to mistake him as a female. His muzzle is dotted with black spotting, akin to the freckles of that of a human, although it is unknown where he had gotten the marking. His fur is a vibrant shade of gold, relieved by darker tints of mahogany brown near his back and a clear wintery white that came mostly from his underbelly and to his sides. The colors ended to a dark brown hue that coated his face and muzzle like melted milk chocolate. Baekhyun's most striking trait, perhaps, are his eyes.

Disposition [Personality]:
Although he isn't unfriendly, Baekhyun is almost always blank and soft-spoken yet blunt and brutally honest. He always had a love for interacting and forming bonds with packmembers, but most have been known to be bored of him and his nonsense. Baekhyun had peculiar interests and had a tendency to babble on and on by topics he has an interest in, but his attention span is short for those he is not interested in. The golden wolf is like a silent puppy- Observant, obedient, silent and submissive. These traits of his sometimes put him in danger, as Baekhyun is gullible and naive to a fault and will follow every order given to him.
In conclusion, Baekhyun is too soft-hearted to stand up for himself, making him a pushover.

Ranking:
Youth, nearly a Rookie

Mate:
None.

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“Build a man a fire, and he'll be warm for a day. Set a man on fire, and he'll be warm for the rest of his life.”

Name
Scorch.

Gender Identification
Female.

Sexuality
Bisexual.

Romantic Orientation
Biromantic.

Age
19 years old.

Physique
Carrying a perpetual scent of smoke, some may wonder what it is Scorch does or where she goes that she always comes home smelling like burnt wood and singed fur. She isn't a large wolf by any means, only 26 inches at the shoulder with a lean, sinuous build covered in sparse tawny fur tipped by black guard hairs. Her large ears and tail turn to a bright shade of russet, creating a somewhat odd, mismatched appearance while pale cream fur lines along the underside of her chin up to her cheeks, the fur of her belly a similar shade. Her eyes are a dark yellow hue, rarely showing emotion and possibly leaving those leveled with her gaze feeling a little unnerved. Her tapered muzzle ends in a scarred, jet black nose and healed over burn scars stretch up her left side. Fur never regrew over the damaged tissue revealing black skin.

Disposition
In the long run, Scorch has a difficult time connecting with people on a personal level and often cares very little for the feelings or emotions of her peers. She is naturally self-centered as a result, most focused on her own wants and what she believes her friends and family need. This may not always align with what they actually want or need. She isn't the strongest wolf physically and prefers not to spill blood, as she finds violence in and of itself abhorrent; proving a very hands-off type unless personally involved somehow. A walking contradiction considering her rank.

This makes her more or less harmless if left to her own devices, save for perhaps potentially emotionally scarring someone who isn't prepared to handle her personality. Scorch is so caught up in her own ideals and sense of morality she rarely considers each wolf she interacts with as an individual unless they've managed to somehow be included in her 'inner circle'. She doesn't appear to be aware of her own cruelty, left puzzled when even her fellow combatants avoid her company.

Despite her less than approachable attitude she enjoys being around her packmates, craving attention and affection. She's rather lonely in truth. The closest she comes to feeling regret or missing those who have passed are odd bouts of nostalgia and melancholy that come at the most inexplicable of times, she often disappears for days at a time during a particularly rough cycle. She doesn’t understand or consider personal boundaries and this usually shows itself in the form of touching or taking things that don’t belong to her. Scorch never ceases to be surprised when this upsets someone.

Ranking
Combatant.

Mate
No one yet. TBD.

Theme
Twisted - Missio.

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Art by #103485
Art thread

Luhan

❝It's my birthday party, and oops, you're not invited.❞

Gender Identification:
Luhan is born female and identifies as one.

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Romantic Orientation:
Heteromantic

Age [Human years]:
27 years

Physique [Appearance]:
Luhan has a rather elegant figure with the average size of a female adult, covered with curly yet somehow smooth, pale fur that could be compared to the natural colors of a barren landscape. Her body is fairly muscular, most notable around her long hind legs, allowing her to gracefully leap in fluid, short movements. Luhan's shoulders are prominent and with each movement she makes, this unique ability of hers seems to give her the appearance of wings. Her pelt had a medium length, reaching just below her stomach in thin, brown strands, but stuck close to her enough to look like a second skin. The fur around the back of her neck is curled ever so slightly despite the protests that leave her mouth, and her often grooming of that section of her body.
One of the things that makes Luhan a beauty would have to be the colors that were bestowed upon her fur. A creamy, milky white tinged most of her pelt like the back of her head and her entire lower proportions, veering off to crooked stripes on her undersides. However, a defiant, highly contrasting shade of glossy obsidian starts just above the ending of the off-white color, forming alluring, swirl-like markings mostly on her back but an expanse of it remains on her forehead and the sides of her lower neck, where a woody brown collides with it. A reddish, almost pastel clementine color appears on her tail, a darker shade blending aesthetically with the other colors on her hind legs. Ginger coats the top of her snout, the back of her ears and even tipping the velvet, triangular organs, and, once again, the back of her neck, surrounded by lighter shades of cream and pearly white. The tip of her thin, almost whip-like tail ends in jet black, like a void among the paler shine of the other colors.
The second would have to be her two deep pools of mossy green, reminding others of the neverending grass on a vast field.

Disposition [Personality]:
Luhan thrives in attention, specifically attention to her physique. She's a social butterfly- Having no trouble in forming friendships and acquaintances. She is outgoing and positive, often looking at the bright side of a sad situation.
However, Luhan can be an overdramatic female with a sharp tongue never afraid to fire offensive remarks. She's also quite narcissistic and spends most of her time grooming herself to look the best among the wolves in her pack and views herself superior. Luhan is self-conscious and critical of her image, and especially judgemental of others' appearances, a trait of hers that makes others stray away. She has a liking for drama and anything that thrills and excites her, and so she makes a fuss of almost anything, from rumors to the latest gossip.
Luhan has a short temper and is not afraid to let it out on anyone who happens to be the one who caused it.
Despite her bratty, spoilt behavior, Luhan has a low self-esteem, resulting in her love for compliments and praises. She hates getting dirty or for her fur to be wet, believing that it makes her look 'ugly' and is quite a try-hard when it comes to everyone liking her.

Although she was supposed to be a Combatant, Luhan was chosen to be a Forebearer due to her exceptional abilities with the youth. Her disposition changes entirely for the pups, and she is incredibly protective of them. Her fiery personality mellows and she is gentle around pups.
It is said Luhan is like this around the youth due to the loss of her best friend, who was younger than her, to the disease. She treated this friend like a younger sibling, and thanks to failing to protect him, she instead pours her protectiveness on the youth who reminded her of him.

Ranking:
Forebearer

Mate:
None.
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