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[Name] Alpine
[Age] Three years old
[Date of Birth/Place] Born on July 4th
[Gender] Masculine
[Pack] Frozen Pack
[Rank] Sentinel
[Opinion on humans/curse] Alpine does not like the curse what so ever. He rather stay a wolf then transform into a shaggily human being. He knows his pack is not found of this curse and will do anything to try and break it. He is willing to go far, to end this wretched curse. He wants to help out his pack and find a cure for this possion.
[Human Appearance]
Face Claim: Avan Jogia
[Wolf Appearance]
(view spoiler)
From birth, Alpine dominated his siblings in size. While the litter itself was not entirely remarkable, the infinitesimal signs of a strong wolf were slowly appearing in the young male. Of three, one being undeniably a runt and the other noticeably small, Alpine's size was initially exaggerated. As time rolled on and the seasons drifted by, the tawny male matured into the wolf one sees presently. Gifted with long and sturdy legs, the male holds himself at a height that occasionally dwarfs others. At such a height, he often finds showing proper submission to be a tad tiresome, as he must contort himself in a variety of ways to give others an unchallenged authority. Beyond this tedious annoyance, Alpine is content with his size. Walking through streams and brooks rarely poses a threat, and when it comes to leaping, few can match his prowess and balance. One might expect Alpine himself to be a hulking wolf with a thick body and corded muscles bulging beneath his pelt. Oppositely, the tawny male is merely tall. Fit but not to the point of breath taking measures, Alp is hardly a wolf of extraordinary strength. In any skirmish, his strong hind legs could force bruises into an opponent's stomach, but his mere weight and strength along won't keep an opponent down for long. Victories for Alpine are few and far in between, the male being no exceptional fighter. Of course, he much prefers to compromise versus partake in violence, though that is beside the point. Due to his size, such being proportional to his legs, Alpine lacks speed. He can keep up with the majority of wolves, but he's unlikely to be speeding ahead like many of the smaller females. Where he might outlast another is simply in endurance. Long hours spent patrolling and somewhat abusive guidance in his past has led him to be capable of covering long distances with little rest. Physically, Alpine can be described as one's typical "jack of all trades." His paws can adequately complete many tasks, his abilities at least decent in most areas of pack life. However, as true as this rings, Alpine is no prodigy in any area. His worth mostly stems from his general versatility.
Coarse and fluffy, the pelt upon his back is mostly suited to winter climates. Others will usually mistake him for a wolf of more girth due to the thickness of his fur, though this has already been proven false. Plenty of his size can be attributed to natural protection from the weather, not a meaty body itself. In terms of pigment, Alpine is actually quite handsome. First and foremost, a base coating of tan fur covers him, mostly prominent on his legs and underbelly. Moving from his paws to shoulders, the tan darkens to a more ruddy hue. This cedar brown pigment, rich in color and pleasing to the eye, is found predominantly on the bridge of his nose and bordering the base of his ears. Drawing contrast to the red is a mix of dusty grays and a charcoal black, the various blotches of this found above his eyes, upon his cheek fur, and peppered about his back. At the most expressive area of his face, two almond-amber eyes are often glowing with some sense of boredom. While not extravagant in color, the warmth that exudes from his eyes is one that softens even his most venomous of glares. Possessing no scars upon his body as of late, he looks entirely healthy.
[Strengths]
Strong legs
Very tall
Sharp teeth
Loyal
[Weakness]
Low stamina
Doesn't like the pack Alpha
Hates the curse and wishes to stay a wolf
Lonely
[Personality]
Left to his own devices, Alpine would likely be quite similar to how he behaves currently. Serenity, a component of this male, would not have likely changed. Naturally, Alpine exists a quiet and calm life. He isn't the kind to narrate every little facet of his thoughts, leading him to be relatively unsocial. Yet, though he doesn't much speak to others, it's more of a lack of effort to do so than an aversion to company. Like most wolves, Alpine rather enjoys the presence of others- he joined a pack after all. However, the manipulative nature of those around him and the press of social standing and hierarchy usually becomes too taxing to keep track of. Opting toward a more "middle path," Alpine comfortably keeps to himself. He'll offer the occasional greeting and will respond when spoken to, but without prior obligations, this wolf is unlikely to start a conversation. Life needn't be exciting and thrilling to keep Alpine content. In all actuality, he prefers a simplistic existence in comparison to a vital one. Perhaps it is a sense of lingering selfishness, but this wolf would much rather take the time to breathe in the world than exhale a thousand meaningless words. This silence, however, comes with an inherent price. While blessed with a peaceful disposition, Alpine can often be labeled as intimidating. His size gives him a force of presence, and the placid expression he often adopts can be misinterpreted to be cold and uncaring. Needless to say, however, Alpine is not emotionless. When amused, a small grin will cross his features, and when irritated, his hackles will raise- just as any wolf might. Alpine's reactions are merely more subtle and methodical in their approach at expressing himself.
Life itself has altered Alpine as well. He might have, at one point, come to expect more of the world- to have a reasonable amount of hope. However, while he isn't a depressed soul, Alpine is neither a cheerful one. Capable enough, this male never experienced true discrimination- his pack not unkind or strictly biased. Yet, the knowledge that he was an Omega's son, a birth never meant to have happened, did not escape him. This simple presentation of a mistake with neither a bad nor good connotation molded Alpine into a very neutral soul. He doesn't look for the defining gracious characteristics of a creature, and pays just as little attention to the chaotic ones at that. Rather, Alpine keeps a small total of facts. This wolf reacts this way, this one thinks that, etc. Alpine expects little to come to him, as he has had to work for the privileges he's thus far enjoyed. But, how was such work solicited? Merely because he was told to do it and expected to reach a certain level. At younger ages, when the drill of life was newly introduced to him, Alpine simply followed orders because that was the only way he knew to exist. Now, Alpine can often question orders based on his own formulated ideas. While neither interested in exerting a strong dominance, nor prone to excessive submission, Alpine is a free thinker. His unbiased approach to life and realistic musings leave him a level headed, careful wolf.
Conclusion Bellow
Conclusion Above [History]
July 4th, one hot, summer morning, three years ago, three pups were born into this world. "They are beautiful are they not?..." These pups, two of which were obscenely small and one surprisingly large, were also mistakes. "Very..." Padding back in history, the origin of this mistake reveals itself.
Sprout, a she-wolf of little capability, followed her brother in their quest for a home. Born of loners but drawn to a life fitted with companions, both wandered for ages. They had attempted to settle before, but either the territory rendered itself inhospitable, or a group more powerful chased them off. Unlike her sibling, Sprout could hardly fight. Her overwhelming senses of cowardliness and her self centered tendencies made her an unstable partner in any scuffle, and a difficult personality to handle in general. However, the ties of their birth held the pair together as strong as any tether. Finally, their determination and fortitude paid off. They found themselves a home. At first, their settlement was merely small, something insignificant in a vast forest of unclaimed territory. However, as their personal strength began to grow with constant food and orderly rest, so did they begin to branch out. With time, a small, thriving community existed within the tiny forest. Sprout, given reverence for her long standing commitment, held some weight within the pack. Her erratic behavior was often viewed as distasteful, but the alpha- her brother, could not bring himself to demote her to a rightfully submissive rank. As such, dissent bred within the hearts of the others. Until eventually, that very alpha, was killed in a duel for supremacy. The new alpha, universally valued as a judicial and honest creature, continued to improve the pack. Logical in his views and not prone to leniency, he ruled with a strict paw. While he forced the best out of those around him, his reign saw little contempt. He was not unkind, merely firm.
Needless to say, Sprout was demoted to an Omega's station. She was stripped of any authority she had before and her mating rights with her mate, Sycamore revoked. Sprout was submissive enough in her new role, but depression and indignation also grew a bitterness inside of her. Wishing to strike back at the murderer of her sibling, and also indulging in her own pleasures, Sprout and her previous mate planned to have pups. It was a foolish plan, and easily recognized when the two disappeared together into the forest. No questions needed to be asked. Once they returned, the law quickly was administered.
Needing fresh pups, Sprout was allowed to birth her young in the coming season. Once she had them, the pups would either be given to another mother should the option present itself, or they would simply be integrated into the pack once self sufficient. In order to demonstrate the law's force itself however, Sycamore was killed by the alpha's own paws. Such was the punishment.
Alpine never knew his father, and in a sense, perhaps he never knew his mother either. Or at least, those two words lost their meaning entirely. His "mother" had shown him as much love as she could in nursing him, she did not fail in giving her pups the physical presence of a protector. Well, she tried. But the mother she could have been was impeded by the mother she was not allowed to be by pack stipulation. The pups often spent time curled next to the other females in the pack, only being returned to their birth-mother when hunger made them whine. As their dependance on milk diminished, so did the time they spent with the Omega. Pack affiliations were strongly supported, and the pups were virtually raised by the entire congregation of wolves. For the trio, the term "mother" was skewed between a dozen or more faces. Yet, while they were connected to each member in some way maternally, they were never allowed to forget that the Omega had birthed them. That, had their alpha been another, they would have died due to being mistakes. Beyond this ever present fact, Alpine and his siblings saw equal treatment. Unlike his sisters, who felt no connection to the Omega, Alpine felt something else. He didn't love his mother, he hadn't been allowed to. However, some part of him knew that he was supposed to. Whenever he witnessed Sprout being abused due to her station, or saw the fresh marks upon her haunches, some emotion flared in his stomach. It unnerved him, the intensity of it as well as what it could be. Anger, at this time, had never felt so potent before.
Alpine adjusted into pack life quickly and was picked out by the alpha was a wolf to train harshly. He was worked often, made to patrol for hours on end and to join most all of the hunting packs. Others saw this "unfair" treatment as merely a tax for his unpredicted birth, but that was far from the truth. The alpha merely saw an asset that needed to be raised to its full potential, not as a flaw to be ironed out. Alpine was indifferent to the speculations of his treatment. Each wolf knew that the alpha only pushed for what he thought he could have, and as such, Alpine despised his superior little.
[Family]
Sprout --> Mother --> Deceased -->(view spoiler)
Sycamore --> Father --> Deceased --> (view spoiler)
Leah --> Sister --> Alive -->(view spoiler)
Hawk --> Brother --> Alive --> (view spoiler)
[Friends]
Soon to be added
[Enemies]
The Alpha
[Other]
[Name] Allyson Chrystal Chiu (view spoiler)
[Age] 17 years old in human years
[Date of Birth/Place] April 15th 1997/Unknown
[Gender] Female
[Pack] Frozen Pack
[Rank] Caretaker
[Opinion on humans/curse] Allyson really hates this curse. She loves humans though. She is willing to help break the curse and supports her pack on doing so. She loves being a wolf, but she gets tired of it sometimes.
[Human Appearance]
[Wolf Appearance]
[Strengths]
-The Curse
-Being alone
-caring for others
-watching out for her siblings when her mother can't
-Hanging out with her siblings
[Weakness]
-Love
-Boys
-Making Friends
-The Curse
[Personality]
Allyson is more reserved than most of the pack. She is willing to make the sick wolves rest and she will go to the extent needed to make sure the sick get better. She does not like to waste time thinking about the past. She loves healing and has since she was very young.
[History]
Allyson was born to Johnathan and Caroline Chiu as a twin. Allyson's twin sister is Courtney. When Allyson was only 3 years old, she met Isis Dendarian of the Ice Pack. The two started hanging out a little bit in the woods far from their territories, but then they started having fights and Allyson made Isis an enemy. Four years later, Hannah was born. When Courtney and Allyson were 7, their father left the Frozen Pack and never returned. When Allyson was 12 years old, she met her friends and they became good friends. Some believe there is a ghost wolf out there hunting those who leave their packs, but Allyson, Hannah, and Courtney don't believe in ghost stories. They lived with their mother in the pack. Allyson does not remember her father well and wants to know more about him, but she is afraid that it will screw up her job as a caretaker. Allyson sometimes stays up late at night wondering who her father was and what happened to him after he left the pack. Allyson soon found out that right as her father made the choice to leave the pack, the Alpha decided to kill Johnathan for a good reason.
[Family]
Courtney Mellisa Chiu--> Twin Sister, 17 years old in human years --> Alive*open for creation*
Hannah Aria Chiu--> Younger Sister, 13 years old in human years --> Alive*open for creation*
Caroline Kendall Chiu--> Mother, 49 years old in human years --> Alive*open for creation*
[Friends]
Jasmine Merrik--> 15 years old in human years. Frozen Pack--> Alive*open for creation*
Mera Brooks--> 14 years old in human years. Frozen Pack--> Alive*open for creation*
[Enemies]
The Alpha of the Frozen Pack
Isis Dendarian --> 12 years old in human years. Orphaned as a pup. Has no siblings. Ice Pack--> Alive*open for creation*
[Other] Wishes she could be different
[Name] Elijah Ari Daniels[Age] 18
[Date of Birth/Place] Portland, Maine, November 6, 1995
[Gender] Male
[Pack] Frozen
[Rank] (Hunter)
[Opinion on humans/curse] It’s unnatural and despicable. He feels like he is wearing a mask, and in a sense, he is. He misses the freedom of his true self. He would do anything to go back.
[Human Appearance]
Short, dark brown hair that is always stylishly messy. His eyes are a chocolate brown color. He’s about 6’3” and lean. His muscles are rock solid. Elijah is basically a model, and he knows it. [Wolf Appearance]
Medium length russet brown and black coat, golden eyes. He’s large, but muscular. He moves with a predatory and domineering posture, and most people are threatened by him.[Strengths] Hunting prey, killing prey, tracking, fighting.
[Weakness] His affection for the pups.
[Personality] Elijah is sarcastic, rude, and blunt. He is passive aggressive at times and prefers to deflect his emotions rather than feel them. He has no friends, and doesn’t want any. Elijah can’t stand violence towards other pack members and will always break up fights...except when he’s in them. He uses hunting and fighting as way to distract himself from his own pathetic existence.
[History] Elijah is good at what he does. He loses himself in hunting so that he can forget his past. He had a perfect life once. His father was well-liked and well-respected by all, and taught him everything. His mother was loving...but she was also an omega. Against the rules of the pack, they mated, and suddenly life became not so pleasant. After a few years, the ridicule and hatred towards his family stopped. He became a hunter like his father and everything was okay. One day, he came home, cheerful and joking, to see his family tore to shreds, blood dripping onto the newly fallen snow. The alpha had finally caught up to them. Since then, Elijah has stopped feeling. He focuses only on surviving. If the curse means another way to forget the past, then so be it. But he will find a way back.
[Family]
[Friends] He’s a lone wolf.
[Enemies] He has no friends, and therefore, no enemies...except the curse, that is.
[Other] ...
Ah! The wolf pic works for me. I'll change it tomorrow when I have chance
