mystic's wolves

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Name: Serenade
Age: 4 years
Gender: Female
Desired Pack: none
Desired Position: none
Pelt: Her pelt is of ebony hue, black like night. This helps when she runs in the night. Her fur is thick, helpful in cold nights and rainy days. Her muzzle is slightly lighter than her pelt, a dark dark brown.
Eyes and Nose: Green, Black
Body: Her body is slim, but it's hard to tell at first, with all that fur. She has lots of muscle, surprising for being female. But with all the running and training she does, it doesn't surprise her.
Personality: Serenade is usually quiet. But she's always preparing for defense and war. She loves running and has to go for a morning run early every day. She's much like a human in the Olympics.
Loves:

• Running
  
• Exploring
  
• Training
  
• Helping
  
• Families
  

Fears:

• Males
  
• Bears
  
• War
  
• Lightning
  

Hates:

• Restriction
  
• Lies
  

History: Her first year of life was wonderful; she had a loving pack and wonderful parents who adored her. Everything seemed fine, especially being the "princess" of the pack. Her "royal like" parents tried to do everything to raise her correctly. Things only went bad when they announced that she had no choice but to join a neighboring male and become his mate. She was horrified at the idea, never even meeting the male. And she was only a year old! But it was done, and she went along to meet him. He turned out to be abusive and controlling and demanded she have his children. She stayed with him for two years and eventually had a litter of two. Both puppies died because the male she was with tried to train them early. She cried over them for days and finally ran away.
Mate: None
Pack: None
Pups: None
Other: She is a shapeshifter, and can changed into a demon wolf.

[mystic;]

Name: Aragorn

Age: 5 years

Gender: Male

Desired Pack: none

Desired Possition: none

Pelt: His fur is shaded dark brown, though in the sun it appears almost red. Daytime hiding is not a good idea, but in the night is is hardly seen. His paws are lighter, nearly gray, and the tip of his tail is dark blue.

Eyes and Nose: His eyes are like liquid gold and his nose is brown.

Body: Aragorn's body is thick with muscle, nowhere near thin. He's in good shape, even though he doesn't fight with sheer strength. His tail is his only sign of being a Fire Wolf.

Personality: Aragorn is not one to make conversation. But he is a ladies man, always flirting with the females and trying to show off. He doesn't like males very much, but he doesn't fight without a reason.

Loves:

• Females
  
• Warm climates
  
• Showing off
  

Fears:

• Restriction
  
• Bears
  
• Disease
  

Hates:

• Cages
  
• Death
  
• Snow
  

History: He was born near a volcano where his pack of all Fire Wolves lived. Any pups that were born without fire were cast out when they were 1 year old. They were considered pests, outcasts. His sister was not a fire wolf, and the only way this was decided it could happen was that his mother cheated. Galadriel was born with wings. Worried about his sister, he left with her when her time ran out. She would fly over him, scouting for danger, and he used his flames to fight prey and danger. Now he still follows her, protective of her.

Mate: none

Pack: none

Pups: none

Other: His sister is Galadriel and they are usually together. He is a fire wolf.

[mystic;]

Name: Galadriel

Age: 5 years

Gender: Female

Desired Pack: none

Desired Position: none

Pelt: Her fur is white and long, but not thick. She has nothing exceptional about her except her wings which are also white but look almost transparent.

Eyes and Nose: Her eyes are crystal blue, and you seem to see all the way to her soul when looking through them. Her nose is black.

Body: Galadriel's body is thin, as she hasn't much muscle or bone. She is light, good for when she's flying. She is beautiful all the same, and she looks breakable, making her seem funny when she's mad. Almost a kitten who believes it's a tiger.

Personality: Galadriel has Multiple Personality Disorder, or at least her brother says so. One minute she can be flying with the eagles and playing with butterflies, when the next she'll be in your face telling you how many ways your wrong and she's right.

Loves:

• Flying
  
• Her brother
  
• Pups
  
• Friends
  
• Being right
  

Fears:

• Storms
  
• Pain
  
• War
  
• Loss of her brother
  

Hates:

• Restriction
  
• Laws
  
• Being wrong
  
• Death
  

History: She was born near a volcano where her pack of all Fire Wolves lived. Any pups that were born without fire were cast out when they were 1 year old. They were considered pests, outcasts. She was not a fire wolf, and the only way this was decided it could happen was that her mother cheated. Galadriel was born with wings. Her brother worried about her and went with her when she was kicked out. She would fly over him, scouting for danger, and he used his flames to fight prey and danger. Now he still follows her, protective of her.

Mate: none

Pack: none

Pups: none

Other: She is a Spirit Wolf, and her brother lives with her.

[mystic;]

Name: Vasco

Age: 4 years

Gender: male

Desired Pack: none

Desired Position: none

Pelt: His coat is typical for a Mexican Grey Wolf, and like most he has a mostly dusty grey color with a white underbelly and neck. He also has some tan and beige coloring mixed in.

Eyes and Nose: Vasco's eyes are like liquid gold, a light color setting off his coat nicely. His nose is dark like ebony and together they match his coat perfectly.

Body: Vasco is rather large, even for his breed and tends to scare others even though he is normally quite gentle. His eyes are warm and inviting until he's mad and they seem to darken. His paws have always been slightly too large for his body, despite his size. He is muscular surprising because of his breed, Mexican Grey Wolf.

Personality: Vasco has multiple personalities. He can be very kind and patient and turn angry in the blink of an eye. He can be distant, detached and aloof and suddenly spill his entire life story out to you. He can be the sweetest love, the worst enemy, or the kindest friend.

Loves:

• Running
  
• Water
  
• Scenery
  
• Peace
  
• Quiet
  

Fears:

• Love
  
• Man
  
• Cages
  
• Restriction
  
• Hurricanes
  

Hates:

• Rowdy Pups
  
• Storms
  
• Cold
  
• Snow
  
• Liars
  

History: Vasco was born in Mexico and lived there for a year. Being still quite young and leaving Mexico was hard, but he didn't have any choice because of the men. They took him here and released him in a reserve, but he left immediately never bothering to meet the other wolves. After leaving, he tried being a forcer but it held no meaning. He traveled for a long time and finally settled in this area, desperate to make a home. Two years after leaving Mexico he was finally starting to settle. But he couldn't. He was edgy and found himself alienating himself from everyone. For a year he did nothing but stay by himself. He wonders now if he can join a pack and finally be where he belongs. If nothing else, it might make hunting easier.

Mate: none

Pack: none

Pups: That he knows of, none.

Other: He is a regular Mexican Grey Wolf, no specialty.

[mystic;]

Name: Mack

Age: four years

Gender: male

Desired Pack: none

Desired Position: He would like to one day be alpha, but for now his life is all he needs.

Pelt: His coat has many colors which are typical for his breed. Some browns, a tiny bit of black, although mostly grays, and a white underbelly. His coat is thick, perfect for his lifestyle, and very resembling a husky type feel. His colors are good for camouflage, and he needs it, being a forcer.

Eyes and Nose: His eyes are a bright green in the day, but in the dark they are more yellow in color. His nose is black, but light almost, like a dark grey.

Body: Mack's body is rather large. His size has a lot to do with his thick fur, but also the muscles continuously rippling beneath the coat. He is strong. Very strong, but not incredibly. It's clear he does a lot of running and hunting, I guess the wolf version of working out.

Personality: Mack has a very witty personality. Comebacks are his favorite hobby, and he likes to stir fear in others, mostly females. He doesn't like males much, unless he's fighting them, and when he's forcing he takes his time getting to it because he likes to figure them female out first. He likes to know how things work.

Loves:

• Comebacks
  
• Arguing
  
• Figuring things out
  
• Females
  
• Forcing
  

Fears:

• Lighting
  
• Bears
  
• Death
  
• Love
  

Hates:

• Rejection
  
• Other Males
  
• Interruptions
  
• The cold
  

History: Mack was raised normal. His parents were normal wolves and wanted Mack to become the next alpha. Hating any responsibility at that age, he turned his father down. That was a mistake. His father banished him from the land and Mack was forced to roam. He liked this new life, surprisingly, and became good at getting what he wanted.

Mate: none

Pack: none

Pups: probably, but he doesn't know them.

Other: The breed I used for him is Mackenzie Valley Wolf.

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Hey Mystic, do you mind putting pictures on the first few? Just a thought... It kinda helps me picture them better when rping.