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Charries in the order i made them.

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[atrb=background,http://i36.tinypic.com/15d54iw.png] Age: 1 year 6 month(s) Gender: Female Specie: Wolf Breed: Black Wolf Pack: Fog Valley Rank: NONE Strengths: Powerful jaw, light-footed, good hunter, blends in well at night, very crafty, and persistant, great hearing. Weaknesses: Stubborn, minor arthritis in forepaws, heartbroken, poor smelling, and not the strongest but not the weakest. Alliance: Neutral Mental Stability: Clever Sire: Twig By Fallen Tree (Twig, npc) Dam: Brook Where Hawk Hunts (Brook, npc) Mate: N/A SEARCHING Pups: N/A HOPING FOR Siblings: Crag Where Eagle Swoops (Crag,brother, npc) Mist On Damp Earth (Mist/Misty, sister, npc) Appearance: Well, first off, she's black. Her coat is very shiny because she is a stickler about keeping it clean. She has a slight tear in her left ear, a small scar on her nose, and a patch of fur on her belly is missing. She is at average height for a 1 year and 3 month old wolf , and she's a little bit on the scrawny side. Her eyes are the purest blue any wolf could have, and her teeth are the strongest any wolf could have, though they ache often. Her fur is soft, but she has tons of it, and her tail is longer than average. media.photobucket.com/image/black%20wolf%20with%20ice%20blue%20eyes%20female/Atheneofslovenia/____Black_Wolf_____by_XxJared_Leto_.jpg Personality: She's stubborn, and she loves to be clean, but is not afraid to get dirty. If she had pups, they'd be trained to be the best but to accept losing is okay as long as they did their best, she is VERY scrappy (meaning she gets into lots of fights if taunted) but loving if you get to know her but is still aggressive unintentionally towards her loved ones. If anyone were to harm someone or something she loved, she'd make sure they had AT LEAST a scar to remember her by. She's not afraid to speak her mind. Also, last but not least, you can call her Fog, but call her Foggy and she'll tear your tongue out > She prefers to only talk about her parents to canines she trusts. She is also very witty or a smart aleck, doesn't take criticism AT ALL unless she wants it, doesn't take no for an answer and is very foolish but naturally organized, and, ( when nobodies looking ) has a little fun every now and then. She is looking for a mate with a few of these qualities. She is also looking for new foster parents who would like to take her in. ~ Fog History: Fog was born a happy pup, and I guess in a way you could still call her "happy" as long as you said "with an attitude". But when she was 1 she was sent on a quest for her first kill. She was running in the woods, when to her dismay, she caught a fawn, and was ready to pick it up and take it to her tribe, Cave on Mountain Side, when she heard howls below her in the valley. "It's just my arrogant brother, Crag Where Eagle Swoops gloating about his kill again" she thought. But then she listened more closely, and realized this was a howl she had yet to hear from wolves, a sound prey would make. A distress call. She sprinted through the woods forgetting about her fawn, her paws pounding on the dirt, her heart beating in her throat. Fog had never experienced war before nor would she now, for when she returned, everyone was gone and the dens were destroyed, many of her family and friends dead on the woodland floor. The scent of the opposing tribe, Valley Where Sun Rests, on the place where the camp once stood. She looked around for any survivors but no one answered her calls, except for a low growling in the underbrush where the nursery once stood. A male wolf jumped out at her, and at first, she didn't know who it was, but as she watched him, she realized it was Twig By Fallen Tree, her father. She ran up to Twig to lick him but as she reached him, he scratched her nose and part of her ear. Blood rushed down her face and into her eyes as she turned to flee. She ran but her father caught up to her. All she remembers saying is " Why?" and then blackness. When she awoke she had a scar on her nose, a chunk of her ear missing, and a fur patch on her belly was gone.To this day she is searching for her siblings and mother to be reunited, and father for vengeance. She seems to KNOW they are out there... somewhere..... Theme Song: Just the Girl - The Click Five How?: Codeword: telephone Other: She has a black serval companion named Khazarae.

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[atrb=background,http://i33.tinypic.com/2ep83r4.png] Alias: Crystal Age: 1 year 11 months Gender: Female Specie: Wolf Breed: White Wolf Pack: Avalon Falls Rank: Huntress Strengths: Strong smell, light footed, great eyesight, brings out the best in everyone, beautiful, strong muscles, very fast. Weaknesses: Deaf in left ear, hates to injure or kill other canines, small claws. small paws, curious which often gets her in trouble Alliance: Good Mental Stability: Intelligent Sire: N/A Dam: Sugar (deceased) Mate: N/A Pups: N/A Siblings: None Appearance: Crystal is very slender but her delicate and graceful figure decieve her broad muscles in her pillars and shouders. Her fur is ver wispy and thin, but she was tons of it, and it flows when she runs. Her ears are always pricked to catch every little she can having being deaf in her left ear. Her nose is As pink as her nose can get, with a black spot around the side. Her teeth are very large, though she hates to use them for anything but chewing. her lips are pulled back in a permanent smile. She has small paws and puny black claws inside the paws, whilst her pads are a pinkish color. Her back leg muscles ripple everytime she jumps or runs. Her underbelly is tinted a very small amount of gray; this being some unfallen puppy fur. Her tail being abnormally long with very choppy fur covering it, and the purest green eyes a wolf could have. Personality: Crystal is very highly energetic and eager to try out new things. She is not very pre-cautious, her curiosity always getting the best of her. She is very talkative and HATES to be left alone. She stands for what she believes in and isn't afraid to back down and let others take control. She is a very loving girl and hope to one day be an alpha of her pack, that is if she can stay on task. She is very sweet and doesn't believe in injuring another canine of any kind. Violence is a last resort for her. Her heart is fragile and as easy to break as it is to win. She doesn't like it when people don't like her- she will do her best to regain there attention again. She is a good decision maker, and only wants the best for her pack. She's willing to do anything for the ones she loves. The moment she was born her parents new something great was destined for her. History: When Crystal was just a pup, her and her mother and father were a pack of there own. One day her father went off to find another pack to join. They waited and waited for him, but he never returned. Crystal was too small to remember this, thus not having a father really doesn't affect her. But when her and her mother were traveling through the woods on a cold night in fall, her mother, Sugar heard a faint roaring in the distance. She thought it was just a mountain lion searching for its child, so they trudged on. But as the moon grew higher and higher in the sky, the roaring sound became closer and closer, until one of the roaring sounds was so close, Sugar could see what was making the noise. What she thought was a lion, was not a lion at all. It was a strange looking canine that walked on it's hind legs carrying around something large and shiny in its hands. Sugar told Crystal to hide in the bushes. All Crystal remembers hearing is a faint growl, a roar from the shiny device, and a high pitched noise from the canine that walked on it's hind legs. When Crystal thought it was safe she wandered from the bushes to her mothers side. She nuzzled her cold frost-covered fur, urging her mother to wake up. Crystal tried this until the sun rose. She didn't know what death was, or how it worked. She just new it happened. Theme Song: none found yet How?: Codeword: telephone Other: She has a companion black rabbit named Tika whom she met abandoned in a small hole when she was a young bunny.

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[atrb=background,http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr260/xXJokerObsessionXx/aliquemcenter.png] Age: 2 years this Fall Gender: Male Specie: Wolf/dog hybrid Breed: grey wolf Pack: Twisted Desires Rank: Fighter Strengths: 1.Claws and teeth were scientifically altered, 2.fast runner, 3.great sense of smell, 4.great hearing, 5.very large Weaknesses: 1. Very delicate skin 2. small paws for his large body 3. stubborn 4. can't see to well at night b/c of scientifically altered eyes 5. liar Alliance: Evil Mental Stability: Normal Sire: n/a Dam: n/a Mate: OPEN Pups: None that he knows of xD Siblings: none Appearance: Aliquem (A-lick-you-em) is a massive male with freakishly small paws.( xD) He as deeper red eyes and red tinted fur along his ears, his belly his abnormally long tail, and his ears,with gray along his back head and top of his tail. He has scientifically enhanced teeth and claws, but scientifically defected eyesight when it comes to the darkness. His nose is completely black, along with his heart. His pads on his paws are also black, and his pillars are full of muscle. He is obviously built for power and speed, and would make a very dangerous opponent if tempted..... Personality: Aliquem is, in light terms, evil. He will compromise as a last resort, if there could be any possible bloodshed. He is a player but has never cheated in his past, but with him, his future is unpredictable. He is very stubborn and always wants his way, and if he ever became the alpha of his pack, he would be a strong pack leader, that is, if being treacherous was good, because he would kill anyone who trailed on his land without an explanation to even defend their reason, and would push his packs strength to the limit. Maybe even to far. But basically what it boils down to is; He's a very violent wolf who won't no for an answer. He's un- loyal, he's a player, and he's down right evil from his long tail,to the enlarged black hole where his heart should be..... History: Aliquem in Latin means Death, or Kill. He was named by the scientists because his mother and father hardly knew he existed, let alone loved him. Aliquem earned his name. His parents mostly called him 'runt' or 'pest'. He earned this name one day, on a rainy morning in late Spring. He was wandering the woods for food when he was suddenly grabbed from behind and thrown into a shiny thing. He howled and howled, the echoes of his whimpers reflecting off of the hard cold shiny wall. He was flung from side to side as the shiny thing hit cracks in its path. soon he was taken out and put in some sort of shiny box that he could barely sit up in, let alone stand. He watched the canines who walked o their hind legs run around like idiots with weird objects in there hand, yelling at each other back and forth. Finally, he was taken to a big white place and laid down on a hard cold surface. The last thing he remembered was being stabbed with a sharp claw on his side. When he awoke, he felt... different. He noticed he wasn't strapped down anymore, which was a fatal mistake on the hind legged walkers. Aliquem jumped from the surface and sped down the long, strange looking den. He was grabbed from behind but bit the attacker with his newly-formed teeth. He kept pursuing on to find an opening. he saw the outside world but it was being blocked by an invisible wall. Aliquem, not knowing this, ran right through it and kept running. He bled and bled, but did not stop running until he was long gone. Theme Song: Flawed Design By Stabilo How?: Codeword: TELEPHONE!!!!!!!!! Other: He has a companion named Shard whom is a blue racer. He met Shard when he had attempted to bite Aliquem. Word count [number of words here] Tagged [tagged chars here]

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[atrb=background,http://i37.tinypic.com/sbubtc.png] Age: 2 yrs, 10 months Gender: Male Specie: wolf Breed: grey wolf Pack: Avalon Falls Rank: Beta Strengths: 1.observant 2. brings out the best in others 3. very good at commanding 4. very lean 5. fast runner Weaknesses: 1.sometimes to bold 2. delicate 3. clumsy but thinks he's graceful 4. under developed claws. 5. spacey Alliance: Neutral Mental Stability: Intelligent Sire: Chance (npc) Dam: Hope (npc) Mate: OPEN (Buts most likely will be Alethea) Pups: none Siblings: (all npcs) Daisy, sister Lucky, brother, and Grace, sister Appearance: Bonus is a very handsome individual. He is mostly gray on his back, head, back of his ears, top of his tail and hind pillars. The grey on his hind pillars pulling up to his belly like socks. The rest of him besides one gray splotch on his muzzle by his black nose is white. He is a very lean and not much, but is larger than most males, and is a wolf whose always ready for action. His tail is longer than most, his claws smaller then they should be. His eyes are a beautiful brown/amber color, and they never fail to be gleaming. His paw pads are a ver dark black, though run down from his many days of running through the woods. Personality: Bonus is a very intellectual and bright young male. His beauty may betray his brainy side. He is very observant and brings out the best in others in their times of doubt. Little does he know it, he's actually very good wit hcommanding others. He likes to think of himself as an equal despite these factors. His flaws are him thinking he's very graceful, but in most cases he's ver wrong. He trips over his own paws then blames it on the wind. ( ) he sometimes is a little to bold, but this doesn't affect his other traits to much. And lastly, he's a space cadet whose all over the place. Non stop blab, and non stop spaceyness. History: Bonus (being Latin for 'good') had a very pristine puppihood. His mother, Hope, his father, Chance, and his three younger siblings, Daisy, Grace, and Lucky all lived together in a nice pack in ta valley by a pond. Bonus's parents knew from the moment he was born that he was destined for greatness. Bonus at about one month old was already bossing around his siblings and winning every fight. He had known one very special puppy since birth, though he can't remember her name-- just her delicately painted white fur, and her quiet personality. He longed to meet her again. He wondered where she was now. They were always getting into mischief and blaming one another. He felt a special connection to her, abd he felt that she was near. A lot nearer than he thinks...One day when Bonus thought it was time, he left his parents in search of his own pack he might one day lead. That's how he became Beta of Avalon Falls. Theme Song: How?: Was offered by one of your members. Codeword: TELEPHONE!!!!!!!! Other:

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[atrb=background,http://i52.tinypic.com/21cwcwk.jpg] Age: 2 years Gender: Male Specie: Dog Breed: Australian Kelpie Pack: Stray Gang Rank: Fighter Strengths: Self confident, strong, over-developed ears, protective, crafty when it comes to fighting. Weaknesses: Can be too protective, has hard time showing emotions, claws break easily, virtually blind at night, stubborn Alliance: Neutral Mental Stability: Slightly Insane Sire: -- Dam: -- Mate: -- Pups: -- Siblings: -- Appearance: Maverick is a normal sized Aussie Kelpie whose fur is a very silky black with splotches of a deep orange above his eyes where his brows would be, his bottom portion of his muzzle, the inside and rim of his ears, his neck and trailing down about half ways to his underbelly, and on his hind paws. His eyes are a deep yellow, the color of an autumn leaf, whilst his nose is a dark piece charcoal. His pads and claws are also a deep black, though his pads are greying from traveling on hard stone and thorny undergrowth. His tail was cropped short by his house-folk, though he says he lost it in battle, and his teeth are a bright white. Personality: Maverick is not the kind of dog you want to intimidate. It doesn't take much to make this short-tempered male to fight. Maverick is a very strong dog, but also very stubborn, which leads to his protectiveness. If something he loves is harmed, the at the LEAST he will fight. He might even kill. It depends on what you did that was so bad. He isn't to good with showing his emotions. And by that I mean if you were to make him sad, he'd probably work himself up and start a fight. The only emotion he's ever known is anger. The only other animal he's ever been able to talk to and show his love to is Sonia. She's the only thing he's ever loved. The only one he will try to show emotions for. History: I do not know who I am. I know nothing of my origins. I was raised by house folk called "humans". I despise humans. I despise anyone who who admires them. They are nothing but cruel monsters out to get us. To them we are nothing. To me, they are nothing. If I ever see another one, I will make sure it will remember me. They call me Maverick. To them, it can mean anything. To me, it means rebel. And I have a reason for my name. A reason why I hate humans. When I was a pup I was taken from my mother and was stuffed into a cramped box with my siblings whose names I don't remember. All of my siblings were taken, except for me. I sat in the box day and night, lonely scared, hungry. Then one day I was grabbed by the scruff by a human. I squealed for my siblings and mother, but it did no good. Finally the strange looking human set me in this tiny "metallic" cage inside of a huge monster. They call them "cars" I guess. I didn't even have enough room to sit let alone stand in it. Soon we arrived at the humans den. It came over and grabbed my cage, throwing me around inside it. It took me out and put me outside in what they call a "doghouse". It gave me little food, and little water. I was kept on a chain all day and all night. The only thing separating the chain from my neck was a metal collar that was very painful at times. If I did something the human didn't like, he punished me. It doesn't seem that bad, but it was. It would throw me around, it would kick me, it would claw me with it's strange looking paw. It later on chopped of my tail with a razor sharp claw. I think it was called a knife. It wrapped it up and threw me back outside. But it made the fatal mistake of not tying me up. I quickly, without hesitation ran through the woods, never looking back once. It yelled at me and threw loud things at me from a shiny stick. I was to agile and it missed me. I ran for miles and miles. I somehow ended up in a place called "Russia" where I met a beautiful lady named Sonia. She was from humans too, and I believe that she was sent to me from the heavens for me to protect. She's mine. She is the only thing I care about in this cruel place we call home. Theme Song: How?: Ran into a current pack member. Codeword: TELEPHONO!! (thats spanish for telephone) Other: has to do with Sonia

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[atrb=background,http://i53.tinypic.com/2chktbk.jpg] Age: 2 years 2 months Gender: Female Specie: Wolf Breed: Dire Wolf Pack: Lunar Moon Plains Rank: Fighter Strengths: Agile, can stick up for herself, light-footed, commanding, observant, positive thinker, fighting, strong, is a flirt Weaknesses: Running, bad sense of direction, missing a claw in her left hind leg, is a flirt (yes is also a strength) broke a leg when was younger so it still causes her pain every so often Alliance: Good Mental Stability: Intelligent Sire: Sparrow Dam: Sentara Mate: OPEN Pups: -- Siblings: Hope, Serenity, Joy, Carl (all npc's) Appearance: Victori is a wolf like no other. Her species was said to be extinct, but few remain, unknown to humans. She is a dire wolf, meaning she is basically an over sized gray wolf with massive teeth, and claws for fighting and breaking bone. Also, her legs like most dire wolves are small for their mass. Smaller than the grey wolves, even. Her back is a storm cloud grey, which fades into a lovely white-ish color that goes to her underbelly, the front of her neck, and are sock like on her pillars. She has strange markings on her fur that glow faintly when she comes in contact with water or at night. She knows this, but she doesn't say anything about them. She knows exactly where they are from but won't talk about it. Her ears are also gray, with hardly noticeable flecks of white on them; they also have small markings. Her eyes are encircled with a special marking that even she doesn't understand. She is overall larger than the common male grey wolf. Has strange markings, is an almost extinct wolf breed, and is an oversize grey wolf with a black nose, and deep orange eyes. Personality: Victori is not the kind of wolf who hides in a shell, but she's not an aggressive wolf either. She's not afraid to stick up for herself, but if she feels as if she were being aggressive, she'd stop. Unless you were a rival. Then she'd break you like a toothpick, or at least try. She's a very observant wolf who likes to notice the small things in life. She's a good leader, and a good friend. She's broken her share of hearts before, as well. She's a flirt of course, but wouldn't cheat on anyone no matter how much she wanted to. She's a very positive thinker, always happy and looking at the bright side. History: Victori's parents didn't want to believe it, but when Victori was born, they were given a message, by an unknown wolf named Cloud, that this wolf is a reborn goddess who has fallen centuries ago. They didn't believe it, so they didn't tell Victori. But then the night came. Victori was about a year old along with her siblings, Joy, Hope, Serenity, and Carl, and her parents Sparrow and Sentara. They were all sitting by the edge of a cliff watching the oncoming thunderstorm, as they did every storm. But this was not a regular storm. In the storm came two wolf spirits. One named Cloud, and one named Sun. Victori's siblings were panic stricken when they saw these spirits. They ran around helplessly, and in the haste Hope and Serenity lost their footing and fell off of the ledge, howling as they plummeted to their deaths. Only Carl reamained with Victori and we was able to calm himself down. The spirits spoke. "since you chose not to believe in this wolf's heritage, you will sacrifice something valuable to yourself for your ignorance" they said in unison. There was a flash of light, then darkness as Victori felt as though she were falling into a never ending abyss. When she awoke, She was not sure where she was. She only remembered having a dream where she earned strange markings. She felt different now. It began to rain and as it did, she glowed in the places where she had unknown markings she had just now discovered were there. And has been able to interpret signs from the stars, sun moon, the arrangement of mushrooms in a mushroom ring, and things like that ever since. She walked silently into nothingness. Theme Song: How?: Codeword: TELEPHONE Other: She's not a normal wolf xD

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Name: Nillo
Gender: Male
Age: third born
Body Structure: tall and muscular
Health: outstanding
Appearance: Dark gray fur(from grandfather on father's side), with intense amber eyes.
Personality: He's a complete joker. The hyper active idiot out of the group. He'll get up to all kinds of mischief and pretty much be an exact copy of Sierra when she was a pup...only he ever grew out of that energetic pup stage. You know...the class clown type.

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[atrb=background,http://i786.photobucket.com/albums/yy143/Moon_Gate_Princess/SpiritBottom.png] Age: 5 years 5 months Gender: Male Specie: [C] Archaia Thanatou (Archa for short) Breed: [C] Archaia Thanatou Black and Grey Wolf Pack: Fog Valley Rank: Scout Strengths: Agile/ dodging blows, scouting/tracking, hiding/sneaking, self confidence, lightening up the mood/ joking Weaknesses: doesn't fear anything/ curious which often gets him in trouble, fighting, strategizing, giving up Alliance: Neutral Mental Stability: Clever Sire: Saleth (npc) Dam: (npc) Mate: -- Pups: - Siblings: -- Appearance: Spirit is a male Archaia Thanatou. He is a normal sized one, though this breed tends to be a smaller wolf breed. He is black on his back, head, pillars and tail, while the under half of him is entirely a deep dark grey on his stomach, and underneath his tail, and underneath his neck. He, like all the other Archaia Thanatou's, has a deep blue strip of fur running all the way from his nose to the tip of his tail, his paws also being blue, his eyes being rimmed with more blue fur, it is in a strange symbol. His eyes are very large, color coated with glittering silver iris's. Howl is the sound of the most beautiful note, his voice being close. His steps are well thought out and silent; even when he runs. His muscles tend to always be flexing as he is very quick and agile. Personality: Spirit is very laid back, until you get him joking.He loves to joke and be a smart- alack. He is a very kind wolf unless you intimidate him or tease him though. If he is teased, he will tend to fight back, though he wouldn't be the first to lay paws on anyone unless they attacked him first, or it he's ordered. He has a good amount of self confidence; not to much to be arrogant, and not to little to be so self conscious he doesn't do anything. No one likes a wolf like that. Spirit is a very curious wolf, despite his older age. Even now, he is always thinking of ways to get in trouble, even when he's just looking around and not meaning to. He also isn't afraid of anything, or so it seems. He's always happy to scan boarders at night alone, with no fear a wolf or one of those hind leg walkers would catch him. History: Spirit was raised an only pup, his mothers first litter already grown up and out of the den, and in pursuit of their destinies. His mother and father loved him dearly. They would always sing to him, make him feel happy when he was sad, and teased jokingly him like any other parent. Spirits parents actually accompanied him when he decided it was time to find his own destiny. This is what led him to Fog Valley, meeting his female friend Hazarae, a golden and black bobcat, along the way. His parents decided to go to the Loner Lands, for they were raised in just their family to sustain them, never liking so many wolves together in one place. Spirit decided that this was fine with him, so he and Hazarae joined Fog Valley, ad they welcomed him coolly. He likes it heir, for no one judges him. No one judges his friend. Just a nourish us and we nourish you kind of attitude. Theme Song: How?: I think i was looking for wolf pictures and found you guys............... Codeword: TELEPHONE ring ring ring ring ring ring ring Other: His Companion: A bobtailed cat named Hazarae that decided it best to accompany Spirit and his family on their journey. You're never gunna be alone; Hazarae, Saleth I'll hold you till the hurt is gone; 697

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[atrb=background,http://i786.photobucket.com/albums/yy143/Moon_Gate_Princess/Heartland/wurkk.png] Age: 2.5 years Gender: Female Specie: [C] Archaia Thanatou (Archa) Grey Wolf Breed: [C] Archaia Thanatou Grey Wolf Pack: Loner Rank: NONE Strengths: Running Sneaking/hiding Persuading Unpredictable Lightening the mood/ Self confident/ doesn't care what others think Weaknesses: Small When others think they are the bomb Unpredictable Fighting I-Can-Do-It-Myself attitude Alliance: Neutral Mental Stability: Intelligent Sire: Geico Z'ev Dam: Styka S'mor Mate: -- Pups: -- Siblings: Shayl'n What do you look like? : "I'm grey. I have a red stripe. I have gold eyes. I can sing. Ya jealous yet?" Ho'Nehe, though more often referred to as Honey, is an entirely grey wolf. Greyer than a grey wolf. She is a dark stormcloud grey, her silky fur very glossy in the sunlight. All of her is grey, including -but not limited to- her tail, her ears, the inside of her ears, her paws, her underbelly, her neck, her head and face, underneath her tail, and on her pads. She's completely grey in every way possible, it almost seemed unrealistic. Except for one stray bright red line running from the black line of her noise, along her spine, all the way to the farthest strand of hair on her tail. Her paws are also a bright red, making her fur look even darker. Her eyes are shining gold color, making others do a double- take to look back at their glory. Her eyes were not only deep in color, but emotionally deep, too. Others could read her emotions through her eyes. It only made her all the more beautiful. Her voice sounds almost sing- songy, as if she were singing while she spoke rather then talking. Her howl is enough to make others faint. She is also very good at running, sneaking and hiding, and if she were to join a pack she would assume the rank of a Scout if she could. Due to her lack of size, she is not a great fighter, What are you like? : "I'm freakin' amazing. What more is there to tell?" Honey isn't exactly mean, she just has a sort of hardcore smart- ass kind of persona. Though she can come off as mean or aggressive to others, aside from her smart- ass attitude, she is a kind and loving wolf who knows what she's doing. She is a very unpredictable wolfess, no one is ever sure want she might do next, whether it being you gave her a compliment, or you did the exact opposite. Either way watch where you step. She is also very good at making others laugh at her and with her because she doesn't care what others think or say or do. You could say she has the perfect amount of self confidence, for she seems to have that I- Know-What-I'm-Doing-So-Leave-Me-Alone section to her colorful personality, and is always making others feel intimidated unconsciously. About you: Why do you need to know? It's my history, I can do what I want with it! Ho'Nehe hated her name when she was first given it; but she has now grown to it, for it is the only thing she has left of her mother. When Honey was just about a year old, her mother was killed of some sort of illness her and her father didn't know of. Her mother had loved her dearly, and she had loved her too. Honey's father loved both of them with all his heart. After awhile, when Honey was almost two, her father found a new mate. Honey grew on the new female, named An'Drea and she was soon to have puppies. Honey thought that she would just crowd the den and left. She is now a Loner in Russia, waiting for something to show her her destiny. She misses her father and mother and even her father's new mate, and longed to be back with them sometime, wishing she hadn't left. Theme Song: Can't think of one How?: Codeword: APPLES !!!!!!!! YUMMY!!!! Other: Honey has a companion; a black male sparrow named Shadow

[♥Fog Where Sun Beams]

Princess


Name;; Princess
Age;; 6 months
Gender;; Female
Date of Birth;; August
Specie;; Domestic Dog
Breed;; Dalmation.



Looks can be deceiving


Appearance;; Princess
Personality;; Princess is extremely outgoing, and loves to get into things and find out things, like flowers and frogs, but she is wary of strangers. Around other cubs and younger wolves, she's happy as a clam, but something about older wolves, especially males, frightens her. She's skittish when an older wolf gets angry, whether its directed at her or at someone else, but when she's on her own, she's bold and happy, always playing and bouncing around.
Strengths;; Catching things, hiding, finding things
Weaknesses;; Older wolves being angry with her, lone wolves (they scare her), her back (read history) and when others verbally attack her.
Mental Stability;; She's smart about thinking things through and finding the solution to problems, but she's still young, so..



Love me or Hate me


Enemy(s);;
Dislike(s);; Older wolves, specifically males, loud arguing, being chased or spoken down to.
Annoyed(s);; When other pushy pups try to whine and get everything they want without working or helping out for it.
Stranger(s);; Anyone outside of the pack.
Tolerant(s);; The companions of the dogs in the pack
Friend(s);; Any of the pups in the pack
Best Friend;;
Companion;; None
Mate;; None
Family;; There is none known at the current time. She vividly remembers four or five littermates, and the smell of her mothers milk, but otherwise, its all a blank.



Yesterday, and Today


History;; Princess was born to a royal family in Russia when she was a cub, but some robbers broke into the palace and ended up ransacking the entire place, and then they came across the litter of pups. Their mother had already carried off her siblings, and she was the only one left, and the robber clubbed her mother when she tried to grab her, knocking her out, and when Princess woke up, she was in the back of a huge truck driving down an icy road, with numerous other bodies of dogs around her. She didn't know what was going on, and when the truck hit a bump, the door flew open, for someone didn't shut it right, and Princess tumbled out to the road, landing on the side, without the humans knowing it, and she traveled for days before finding the Strays.
Pack;; the Strays
Rank;; Cub
Alliance;;Good
Fight Style;; She's still pretty young, so she's training to learn how her fight style is.