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gaia_pawstamp
Quick RP status: [u/c]
(yoinked formats from all over the place)
Posted: Sun Apr 07, 2019 7:18 pm
Amiable | Altruistic | Dogged
Age: 3 yrs Gender: Male Physique: Petite, thinner than most wolves with long, thick fur that tends to flop heavily in a sprint. Made for pack tactics. Status: Healthy Skillsets: Herding General Personality: Driven by purpose, instinct, and a desire for community. A heavy believer of fate and ones destiny. He has a very creative and explorative mind, often considering the possibilities of other beings inside, and out of, the realm...
Family: Sister is deceased. Parent whereabouts are unknown. Mate: None. Has never been paired.
Region: Bluestone Peaks Pack: [DISBANDED] --> Dawnstar History: Violet's birth pack disbanded a year ago, their old alpha becoming ill-fit to lead and his followers straying off; without the heart to overthrow him. The pack reigned for 8 years along the midranges of the Bluestone peaks and were spiritual in practice; their aim to honor nature through prayer. They acknowledged the soul of Kells as the 'mother beneath the mountains', and were ritualistic in their praise of her. After the disbandment, his immediate family travelled together for a spell before parting ways, leaving Violet with his sister. Then, fate put an abrupt end to that relation. He has been on his own for nearly six months now, more eager than ever to reconnect with others.
Current IC:
Violet has been forced to hunt in the lowlands, as the wildlife of his home are better suited for groups. While traveling, he has been called to search for a new pack, trusts that he will find one... hoping that it will be a group migrating to the mountains. He is a bit resistant to the idea of any other outcome.
Region: Nomadic Pack: Disbanded. History: One of six born along the outskirts of the Red Wood forest and abandoned by her parents early on. She managed to survive by way of natural selection, and watched as her siblings, one by one, were taken away by the beasts of the waste. In the end, three remained. Wood Rot was the eldest, and thus strongest of the trio; which made him boss. Silver Tongue was the second eldest but also the more timid out of the three. And amongst them, Fen was always viewed as the 'pretty, dainty one' despite her average size, visible musculature, and temperamental ways. it was mostly because she was female, and instinct drove both brothers to protect her in the only way they knew how; belittling her existence. She quickly came to accept the title and adopt the ruse, and through their companionship they lasted a whole 7 months before the boys let hormones take the wheel, and a fatal blow sent Silver Tongue to his grave. But... they were family, and in commemoration of her brother's place amongst them she worked to remove his pelt and gave Wood Rot the honor of carrying it.
Current IC: Shacking with Grim, tending to puppies, aiming for the stars.
Age: 1 yr Gender: Male Physique: Tall and broad. Status: Rogue Skillsets: Strong, quick, determined General Personality:
Family: Fenmire [Sister] | | Augury (Vulture) [Nephew] | Aegis (Vulture) [Nephew] | Cashmere (Vulture) [Niece] Mate: None. Has never been paired.
Region: Nomadic Pack: Disbanded. History: One of six born along the outskirts of the Red Wood forest and abandoned by his parents early on. He managed to survive by way of natural selection, and watched as his siblings, one by one, were taken away by the beasts of the waste. In the end, three remained. Wood Rot was the eldest, and thus strongest of the trio; which made him boss. Silver Tongue was the second eldest but also the more timid out of the three. And amongst them, Fen was always viewed as the 'pretty, dainty one' despite her average size, visible musculature, and temperamental ways. With the pure intention to see their little family make it, what was left of them anyway, Wood Rot and Silver Tongue rose to meet the challenge of survival; together, at first. Due to his strength alone Wood Rot led the band along the Red Wood boarders as 'alpha' figure, and together they hunted when they could, quite efficiently, rested often, and at times reveled in the excitement of simply being alive. Young, naive, and driven solely by ancestral instinct, the siblings survived 7 glorious months on their own. Then, in an a most expected turn of events, hormones raged and the brothers got into a disagreement, leading to the untimely end of Silver Tongue's great adventure. Much to Wood Rot's chagrin, Fen mire insisted upon relieving Silver Tongue of his pelt. Then, she forced him to carry the burden.
Age: Appears young, is a little past mid-life expectancy. Gender: Female Physique: Broader than her sister and only a smidge less lean -- much to her dismay -- but still rather willowy and elegant in appearance. Status: Lone, accompanied by sibling. Skillsets: Deceitful, strong and quick General Personality: Carrion wields all (perceivably) that Vivi lacks. She can be outgoing, charismatic, young of spirit or wise of heart, a temptress, a weakling, a threat and never at risk of draining any social prowess. An adaptable wolf with a strange passion for the wearing of masks, she lends a powerful paw to their game of 'cat and mouse'. Privately, Carrie has found a link between all the roles she plays and has deemed herself a 'performer'... it is an art to lure strangers to their demise, after all. Second to eating, deceit is her favorite pass-time and she holds it in the highest regards.
Failures tend to cripple her ego.
Carrie considers herself a vital proponent to their cause and expects the chance to dabble in each role the sisters have created; without question. Despite being absolutely better suited for the luring rather than the 'seering', Carrie secretly hates how convincing Vivi has become and cannot stand seeing her sister do anything better than her.
Because Vivi already has a lot going for herself. And Carrion loves her. But also hates her.
Family: Vivisect (sister) Mate: N/A
Region: Swamplands Pack: None History:
While they may not look the part, these twins are capable of, and in fact have, committed horrific deeds and are no strangers to chaos.
Bonded by blood and an other-worldly twin connection, the sisters have shared the better part of their lives traveling in search of: food, water, and entertainment; however they could come by it. As natural con-artists with a knack for deception, most of the time they found their fun by way of manipulation and force. And they rarely left evidence, or witness, behind. Those who have somehow survived to tell any such tale, have even spoken of the girls 'cannibalistic ' tendencies to others who... likely... have never caught wind or sight of them.
Now... those claims on cannibalism have never been proven.............
These days, in their older age, the sisters have chosen to put the nomadic lifestyle behind them and have settled into a more permanent residence. The swamp, being an unfavorable location for most, seemed the perfect one for them and as it stands that is where strangers find them.
But why would anyone want to seek them out, you ask? Well, having heard stories of wolves weaving fortunes and benefiting from the ruse, and the twins being apt at such ploys, they decided to play the game.
It is because of her relentless charm that the lighter wolf between them often takes the role of greeter and guide while her sister, dark and brooding, assumes the position of 'seer'. The two rarely bicker, but jealousy and power are often reasons enough to spark tension so, from time to time, they switch roles.
Just to keep things hospitable.
And why might they want to encourage the company of strangers? The twins would say it was to keep them young, lively, and sound of mind but... Well... every one's got to eat.
For quite some time they have been living out their lives in as desolate a portion of the swamp as is possible, taking their turns to venture out beyond their new territory to lure in their victims. Their 'business' has by no means been booming as of late, but a more recent pact with a local raven may come to change all of that....
Current IC: Their residence has been within the swamps for quite some time. They were known spottily to be the only wolves to haunt the area, and with the recent resurgence of strangers to their land, she (and her sister, no doubt) are both eager and desperate for mischief.
Age: Adult (late 'teens') Gender: Female Physique: Average Status: Rogue (bound for Sand Raiders) Skillsets: ??? General Personality: Sweet, easily persuaded, a follower. Yucca flusters easily, so in an attempt to always seem mature and knowledgeable, if she falters it is crippling. She is curious, social, friendly, and adaptable. Think of your average teenager, and dial it down just a smidge. A happy girl, just trying to find her place in this world. She can get snarky, be condescending, sharp-tongue and quick witted, but will respond (albeit a bit delayed) to correction.
She likes to recite poetry. In which she has also thought of herself.
Family: Dust Storm x Larkspur Mate: N/A
Region: Desert Pack: Sand Raiders (when they are officially created) History: Family stuff here!
Age: First Season Gender: Male Physique: Status: Skillsets: General Personality: Very brave. Very stoic. Willing to help those in need, so long as they are also willing to help themselves. Firm, but not unkind. Pragmatic. Actions speak louder than words. A leader, although willing to follow.
Family: Gone. Mother and father likely deceased. Had one brother, but has since lost track of him due to migratory patterns and... growing up. Mate: Plotting
Region: Mostly the forest. He is taking a break from 'rescuing' lost souls and hoping if he stays away from dangerous areas he won't run into anyone needing saving. Herd: None History: To come.
Age: Adult Gender: Female Physique: Average sized, with a face that is slender and pointed similar to a foxes. Status: Roaming Skillsets: Instigator, clever, strong presence General Personality: Mischief maker. A bit of a bully. Knows what she wants, will go after it relentlessly. But what she wants is often changing depending on her mood. Like's to watch others squirm. Like's to create conflict.
Age: Adult Gender: Female Physique: Smol, squishy. Appears rather average. Status: Rogue Skillsets: Chasing rain drops, hunting toads, fending off shadows, making friends. General Personality: So happy it hurts. An optimistic, outgoing, extremely friendly, and always willing to help kind of girl. Trust is an easy thing to come by, and that has either earned her friendships or gotten her into trouble. She can quickly get ahead of herself when excitement comes into play, and passionately pursue whatever task/goal/wish she (or someone else) has. Self-less, but not without a backbone. When she notices she's been had, she is not afraid of confrontation.
Age: Adult Gender: Male Physique: Pretty boy, lithe, smooth silky fur groomed obsessively Status: Single ready to mingle bb make him your queen Skillsets: charisma, seduction, sneak-sneak General Personality: Frustratingly confident a*****e who believes himself better than you and all your friends. Dismissive, manipulative, opportunist.
Family: Chase the Fox [fling partner] | Chase the Twilight [daughter] | Chase the Ancestors [daughter] | Chase the Dawn [daughter] | Chase the Wind [son] Mate: Maybe Chase the Fox? Maybe not...
Region: Where ever Pack: You want him. History: To be.
Grew up: Far North. Amongst forest dwellers, lovers of trees. Known to scale them. Secluded group, self-sustaining, distrusting of outsiders; rarely ventured out to encounter them. Guardians of said forests for many generations, take and give to the land in an even energetic exchange. Skilled at going unseen, blend-y, long line of ruddy brown/black/neutral wolves (and questionable bloodlines, rly). In tune with nature, conscious of a balance, careful not to disturb it. Created their own language; never to be shared with outsiders. Partial monarchy. Heavily influenced by elder counsel, seen as advisors to the 'crown'. Proud society of wolves to the point of arrogance.
Grew into: Selfish, self-absorbed, lazy, shifty, clingy, spoiled. Kin to an elder, thus ranked high enough to loaf about without reprimand/open ridicule. Loafed hard. A flirt, learned early on it didn't matter the company he kept so long as they could flatter and looked pretty/held status. Generally tolerated, liked by some and loathed by others for his charm, wit, grace, and greed. (this wasn't an uncommon personality found within the pack ranks, so this isn't a surprise.)
What happened: As he matured, he garnered a lot of (wanted) attention. It boosted his ego and enabled his tendencies to work the scene however the scene needed working. Over time, he would bed the Queen before seducing the King, all in favor of elevating his place amongst the ranks, and thus creating a heated love triangle that neither leader wished to openly admit to nor see end.
The pack would turn a blind eye for several moons, until an Elder (his direct kin) spoke out, raising viable concerns and eventually demanding an end to the romantic escapades. (for the sake of appearances, rly) He (Blooming Grove) in turn took this step as an impediment to his freedom, to which he felt entitled to. He agreed, but only to appease them, and when he was found canoodling with the King he was sentenced to exile. This was seen publicly as the only option to redeem leadership and to restore order to the pack rapt by political scandal.
No wolf had been exiled since the early days of counsel creation, when the forests were first being claimed, and the stories therein have been fudged to benefit the pack's overarching story of 'peace and prosperity'. This was because no wolf ever really left the pack. Their place amongst the trees was too precious a secret to risk, their history too muddled in darkness. No one had ever seen it. And the suspicion was that they were executed before ever leaving the pack's fringe.
So it was a big deal. Those who loved him cried, those who hated him shed their false tears through wolf-grins, and family seemed stoic in the face of his sentencing. He was devastated, plead for his stay, attempted to deceive his way back into their favor, but was ultimately unsuccessful.
Somehow, Blooming Grove managed to evade whatever 'assassins' might have attempted to destroy him and arrived in Kells no longer distraught over his losses.
He just wants to find himself a comfy seat next to an extremely powerful alpha, who will make sure he is well-fed and all needs met. But also let him do whatever he wants.
He is a sneaky boy. A lover of powerful wolves and power itself.
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2019 7:30 am
'The Blood Keeper'
Age: Adult Gender: Female Physique: Status: Skillsets: Healing, evasion, General Personality: An eccentric wolf who is extremely proud of her craft. Loyal. Curious. Mainly keeps to herself, taking up counsel with very few members of the pack on a regular basis. Extremely doting upon her leech collective, showcasing a maternal/protective side. It hinges on possessiveness. When caught in conversation, or confronted with an ailed member, her demeanor can range from standoffish, to negligent, to fixated, to excitable all dependent upon when (and where) you catch her.
Region: Pack: Moongate [???] History: When an alliance between the Vilebloods and Moongate was solidified, Bloodborne sweetened the deal by offering one of his two daughters as an extension of good faith... The pale one. Something of a prodigy, or at least she was led to believe as much, Blushing Oath grew-up with her sister, but only her sister, reared by pack members to learn the ways of bloodlust but generally kept in solitude. This, so that the indoctrination would sit well within them both. Blushing Oath would come to fully embrace the role she'd play in this pack marriage.
Age: Adult Gender: Female Physique: Strong, long, and elegant features. Status: Skillsets: Trickery, persuasion, speed General Personality: Within pack life, she is generally a quiet, mild tempered sort who is undyingly loyal to her pack, father, and role. It takes some extraordinary effort to enrage her, but she comes across as calculated even in her aggression. Disarmingly polite, albeit with very cold undertones as she trusts no one but her immediate family; mostly her sister. Work is life. She loves what she does. She is good at what she does. She is self-reliant and incredibly resourceful. Her independent contracts are often catered to in a variety of ways, where Red Sparrow utilizes charm, wit, coercion, and feminine wiles to lure her prey.
Region: Pack: Vilebloods [a crow] History: Born and raised in the Vilebloods with her sister, Blushing Oath, under the watchful eye of their father and alpha; but not exactly with him. Training for her rank started young, and the seclusion forced both siblings to grow up quickly and entirely detached/unsocialized. When her sister left, so too did the desire for leisure or fun, leaving Red Sparrow to become the focused crow she was destined to be.
Age: Adult Gender: Male Physique: Status: Skillsets: General Personality: Never good enough. Battles with self-worth and acceptance daily. He is driven by a need to be seen and will do anything and everything to appease his step-father. It's almost to the point of obsession, with every failure fueling his aggressive need to be loved. He is capable of anything at this point. With the other hunters/his 'acquaintances' he can be quirky and fun, playful when the mood suits him. His persona changes when in front of his father.
Family: Cloud By Night [step-father] | Joy Departed [step-mother] | Ashfall [sister] | Silver Lining [step-sister] Mate: N/A
Region: Bluestone Mountains Pack: The Moongate History:
