Name : Rain Song Nickname : Rain Age : Adult Build : On the smaller side of wolves with an almost willowy body to her. Obtained : Pup Giveaway Colorist: Pandorus Sphinx
Currently Resides: In the forest with her mate and pack!
Gender : Female Orientation : Heterosexual Status : Taken ;D Mate : Sparrow (Pandora Talie)
Pack : Swiftfell Rank : Caretaker
Personality : A very sweet and affectionate female that can grow quite shy when surrounded by lots of wolves. She is a curious creature that likes to try and understand things and she'll try to be brave enough to satisfy that curiosity, but nine out of ten times, she gets scared and gives up. Especially if she's alone. She hates being alone and gets frightened easily when stuck anywhere by herself, being fairly dependent on having another wolf she can stick to. While she tries not to be clingy, her desire to not be alone makes her so. Really, she just wants a companion that can help her learn to be brave and make sure she's not so alone anymore.
Name : Evening Storm Nickname : Evie Age : Adult Build : She's a big girl Obtained : Breeding Gift from Lilbabe808 Colorist: Pandorus Sphinx
Currently Resides: In the Bluestone Mountains with her pack!
Gender : Female Orientation : Pansexual Status : Happily taken! Mate : Fell Field (Fitz)
Pack : Hornfels Hollow Rank : Member
Personality : Definitely the one that wanders off and gets into trouble. She is full of curiosity and loves running into new and exciting things! This can come in the form of new wolves she meets, a tree that was struck down by lightning, or a fox hole. She can also be playful, which can also turn quite mischievous when she's feeling really feisty. It's not uncommon to find this female jumping out of hidden places to scare her friends or sibling. She's also quite the large girl and forgets this at times, trying to squeeze through a log that's not quite big enough, or tackling the smaller wolves a little too roughly. It's all fun and games to her, she doesn't mean any harm. But every now and then, a small reminder may be needed.
Name : Kindle Nickname : n/a Age : Adult Build : A little on the lean side but with quite powerful legs. She is a good runner and has a lot of stamina but lacks when it comes to actual physical strength. Built more for speed and long distance traveling. Obtained : Pup Flaffle Colorist: Pandorus Sphinx
Currently Resides: Either Bluestone with her Pack or exploring the Redwoods
Gender : Female Orientation : Pansexual Status : Taken Mate : Ghostwise (Ars Naberius)
Pack : Dawnstar Rank : Gamma Scout
Personality : A little on the hyper side when first meeting this shewolf, she's definitely got plenty of energy to spare! As a pup, she was constantly getting into good natured trouble, wandering off from her mother or teasing pups that were bigger and older than she was. And she wasn't afraid to bite back when they lost their tempers. It was just fun and games in her little world. She never holds any grudges, however. Nine out of ten times, it was her prodding that started it all and she is not so shallow as to deny this. A good heart and head do beat within her. When she chooses to use said head, at the very least.
If there is one thing that is a true strength of Kindle's, it's her adaptability. She is not so afraid of change that it will tie her down. Changing locations, for example, is not something she'll be too effected by. Home is, after all, where your family is. Not necessarily the land you live. She also is quite adept at handling significant changes in weather. To her, change is a new challenge to put her energy into accepting! Almost like a game.
Also... she has a strange love border obsession with the Redwoods. She is determined to learn whatever secrets it will tell her.
Name : Wicked Eclipse Nickname : ... there are many Age : Adult Build : A nicely toned (and handsome ;D ) boy Obtained : n/a Colorist: Pandorus Sphinx
Currently Resides: Wicked can be found in the Kells Forest
Gender : Male Orientation : Heterosexual Status : Single~ Mate : --
Pack : n/a Rank : n/a
Personality : If something is amiss or a pup is crying, it was probably him. He's a bully in the sense he doesn't filter what he says. Wicked Eclipse is brutally honest and doesn't believe in skipping around the obvious. If he thinks you are ugly, he will tell you, you are ugly. He also likes to pick fights, determined to come out on top every time. There is a strong sense of the alpha gene in him. Yet no desire to actually be one. Too much responsibility attached to that! Wicked Eclipse would much rather be the terrible free spirit he is, wandering where he pleases with little regard to whose territory it might be. However he does have a soft spot in him. Somewhere. If the right wolf wanders into his path. Like one of his sisters. They seem to be some of the few wolves that Wicked Eclipse doesn't terrorize. Heaven forbid the wolf that tries to terrorize one of them, though! He won't tolerate it. And will make sure to send that wolf running with their tail between their legs
Name : Quiet Whisper Nickname : "Q", Whisper Age : Adult Build : Small and a little on the scrawny side but light on his paws. Obtained : n/a Colorist: Pandorus Sphinx
Currently Resides: Q stumbled across the Herbalist Ruins and hides there.
Gender : Male Orientation : Bisexual (leaning more towards males) Status : Single Mate : --
Pack : The Herbalist Rank : Apprentice
Personality : A little skittish and shy, Q is not the most social of wolves. A more accurate description would be "socially awkward". It's not completely his fault. His family is a little on the crazy side and interacting with them was very difficult. Due to the amount of "strangeness" (the split personalities his family seems to develop), he gets so nervous when attention is focused on him that he freezes up or laughs in an awkward way, not sure what else to do. He's been known to stutter over his words at times and greatly fears saying something wrong or offensive. But Q is a very sweet wolf to his core. He just struggles with finding his confidence, afraid that he might display the same strangeness his family does. It's gotten better since he came across "Bones", his mask. Bones allows him to feel like he's hiding from the world, allowing him to stand with a little more confidence beside his fellow packmates. He's even managed to speak in soft tones and attempt to socialize! But if Bones isn't there, Q is a pile of terrified fluff.
Name : Red Leaves Falling Nickname : Red Leaves, Red Age : Young Adult Build : Average boy is average but with powerful legs like his mama Obtained : Spring 2019 Mix and Match Breeding Colorist: Fitz
Currently Resides: In the Bluestones with his pack
Gender : Male Orientation : -- Status : -- Mate : --
Pack : Dawnstar Rank : Gamma Hunter
Personality : Energized and ready to get into trouble, Red acquired his mother's love for exploring with a nice mix of his father's desire to wander. He doesn't like to stay still for too terribly long and will twitch or shift his weight from foot to foot when he's approaching his limit. He's also been known to wander off and get lost as his ability to navigate gets skewed due to the energetic way he tends to race off and not pay particular attention to where he's going.
Unlike his mother, Red did not acquire her strange fascination with the Redwood.
Name : Storm on the Horizon Nickname : Storm Age : Adult Build : Average boy is average Obtained : In-thread Dice Game Colorist: Pandorus Sphinx
Currently Resides: In the Kells forest with the Coven
Gender : Male Orientation : Bisexual (but leans more towards males) Status : Something in the works~ Mate : May be Ghost Raven~
Pack : Coven of the Pale Raven Rank : Follower
Personality : Storm is quite the old fashioned wolf with an ingrained sense of honor and chivalry. His first duty will be to his mate, the light of his life, taking great pride in protecting and providing for them. Then he will care of his packmates, ensuring that they are in good health and assisting where he can. Finally, he will even extend a paw to help fellow wolves not of his pack, giving assistance, advice, or just companionship while traveling. He's very much the gentleman, never seems to be in a great rush, will even wait respectfully for a pause in conversation before he speaks up, and will always take time out of his day to greet those he passes with a kind word.
Name : Haunter Nickname : -- Age : Young Adult Build : SMALL but well muscled like your average female Berserker Obtained : In-thread Pup Contest Colorist: Pandorus Sphinx
Currently Resides: Here and there, wandering around
Gender : Female Orientation : Unknown Status : Not really looking at this time! (Will do a few flings) Mate : --
Pack : n/a Rank : n/a
Personality : SMOL AND MIGHTY and probably cackling as she finds the best way to frighten those brave enough to explore the forest ruins. She is a little mischievous sprite that finds great joy in being the cause of so many nightmares and bad dreams. Should one discover those ghostly howls are caused by such a small fluff, she'll be quick to bite your toes and nose before fleeing once more to her next choice of haunting space.
While she finds great joy in her haunting tendencies, she has become the last member of her clan, after a vicious attack. She, like usual, was out pretending to be a haunt when it occurred. She still has yet to come to terms with this knowledge and enjoys being the ghostly figure of the ruins. For she is a ghost. A haunted remnant remaining from a once proud clan. The only one that knows of her lineage, is the honor bound berserker, Oathkeeper, who has been tasked with protecting Haunter with her life.
Personality : A feisty girl that doesn't always know when to back down. She's very protective of her family and pack, needing to observe strangers and be sure of their motives before she'll warm up. Once she's warmed up, she's a playful and adventurous soul, who's true desire in life is to find someone amazing, like her mother and father found each other, and start a family of her own.
Name : Flickering Wisp Nickname : Flicker, Wisp Age: Adolescent Build : On the small and lean side but lots of stamina from her mother for long distance travel. Obtained : Speed Breeding Slot Colorist: Pandorus Sphinx
Currently Resides: In the Bluestone Mountains, near the edge of the forest with her pack.
Gender : Female Orientation : Homosexual Status : Has a lot of girlfriends |3 Mate : --
Pack : Dawnstar Rank : Gamma Scout
Personality : Flicker is a playful gal that enjoys exploring everything. She's got an almost insatiable curiosity, wanting to know what made the wind sound like that?! Or the grass to dry up. Why is the snow so cold? She'll enjoy learning what she can and tends to believe almost everything she hears. While she isn't quite as bad as her mother when it comes to being so hyper, she does get excited easily and tends to ramble during these times.
Name : Night Fell Nickname : Probably nothing nice (Fell by some) Age : Adult Build : Average in height and a little slim but surprisingly sturdy despite having a bad leg. Obtained : Gifted by Nym ;u; <3 Colorist: Shia
Currently Resides: Somewhere in the desert~
Gender : Male Orientation : Homosexual Status : Unavailable Mate : --
Pack : Sand Raiders Rank : Alpha
Personality : Fell loves to tease and be a tease. He's flirty, a little sassy, and uses his snark to make a fool of himself and anyone his attention is focused on. Especially if it will prove that just because he's got a gimp leg and is half blind, he's better than you! However, don't let this wolf fool you. He is a strong fighter that knows how to play dirty and manipulate things in to going his way. He's not afraid to stab you in the back if it will benefit him or his small circle of trusted friends. The path he was thrown into when a pup has taught him to fight hard for what you want. While he still can't fully bring himself to admit his preference of males to females, he is loyal to a fault with those he's deemed friend. There are not many, but he cherishes those wolves that seem to understand him the most and fights the fiercest for their sake.
History:
Abandoned as a pup, having been the runt of his litter, Night Fell had to learn to fend for himself from the get go. He never knew who is mother was, or if he even had siblings. All he knew was the cold loneliness he was faced with. But even at such an early stage in his life, he was wicked stubborn. He refused to give in to that cold darkness that threatened to devour him. Instead, he ate bugs and small things he could get his tiny paws on. As he grew a little in size, he caught mice and small hares.
It was while he was attempting to catch a small hare one day that he ran in to a rogue wolf, seeking their own meal. Seeing the young pup as an easy target to best, they attacked and stole the hard won hare. With on one to come to his rescue, Night Fell was left for dead. His leg wouldn't move and his eyes burned. He cried pitifully, hoping someone would come. But he knew, no one was there. Or so the young wolf pup thought. A raccoon had been observing his antics for half a moon, quite bemused by the wolf puppy. Unbeknownst to Night Fell, she had been leaving small tidbits for the pup at night in the form of large slugs and mice when his hunts had failed, watching him wake to the surprise of food. Now, as she watched the stubborn pup try with all his might to continue on, with no one coming to care for him, she made her appearance known. And adopted the wolf pup right then, caring for his injuries and never letting him give up hope. It was she, the only mother he had ever known, that gifted him with his name: Night Fell.
Being raised by the sly trickster's saved Night Fell's life. He learned how to be stealthy and observant, practicing over and over until he was able to maneuver with his injured leg. He was a patient hunter. And a tease. He could hunt and provide distractions while his family raided for goods. And as he matured, he and his raccoon brother became a raiding pair. They rose up to any challenge and never let anything deter them. A failed raid was laughed at. A successful one was celebrated. Somehow, the pair always managed to make it out of situations with most of the fur on their tails in tact.
As the duo reached their year and a half mark, they left their clan. They needed more adventure in their lives and wanted to explore more territories. Find better places to raid. They met a few other wolves along the way, fellow raiders themselves. Connections were formed and they beginnings of an idea bloomed.
Now, the terrible duo have gone and found themselves a paradise, corrupting more fellows in their little raiding games. The once lonely pup found himself Alpha of a motley bunch of wolves who appreciated him for who he was.
Family
Mother: Whispers of Night (adoptive mother) Father: Obsidian (adoptive father) Siblings: Soul Thief (adoptive brother) Offspring:Blazing Daybreak, Skyfall (w/Dawnfire)
Name: Soul Thief Personality: Charming, Sticky Fingers, A little snarky, Very loyal and protective.
Name : Bone Wraith Nickname : Wraith or Bones Age : Adult Build : A little lean for a warrior, but she's got powerful legs and jaw Obtained : Moongate Contest Colorist : Mori & Shia
Personality : At one point in her life, she was a weakling and a coward. But ever since she earned her place and had her first "vision", Wraith has become quite the fearless wolf. She enters battles with her head held high, ready to assist wolves with oddly bent limbs. Her specialty is in setting the bones of the Moongate warriors. She feels elated hearing that audible crack as a bone is pushed back in to place. The teeth of her patients are only their way of showing thanks. And her visions allow her the honor of being a Moontalker among her kin. While she is able to "See" things once in a moon, she is not the strongest. Her skill lies in bones, as her destiny was shown to her the day she faced death and laughed at in his face. Since that day, she has become quite the skilled bone setter (though her other healing abilities still suck) and has a very loud and obnoxious love-hate relationship with her mate, Stormborn.
History:
They always thought her to be a weak healer. Her skills in tending the ill were horrific. Those that had fallen in to her care were more likely to find death more comforting then her botched attempts to work her healer abilities on them. Reducing a fever ridden wolf would result in them acquiring pneumonia. But her parents had both been prominent healers of the Moongate, her mother even joining the ranks of the Moontalkers on a few occasions, and both expected their daughter to be the same. However, the more she failed at the tasks appointed, the worse their disapproval grew. Until finally, they sent Wraith to work the battles. She knew it was their way of punishing her for her failure. She'd never been the strongest of fighters. Even as an adult, it was more likely to find her barely surviving a fight.
Wraith knew, as she entered her first battle as acting healer, that her parents had intended for her to perish. So that they would not have to face such a disappointment to their bloodline.
As the battle raged, fights spilling out to anyone that even moved near the combatants, Wraith was bitten, beaten, and battered. Not being of much skill to battle, she didn't fight back, trying to escape. At one point, she was attacked, just making it out of the jaws of death. But her tail was not so lucky.
She finally found herself hiding among the glacial crevices, pale coat soaked red, tail only a nub of what it once was. Her belly was stained a dark color from the belly crawling and avoidance of fights. She knew what was going to happen. This was to be her place of death. But she couldn't accept it yet! Didn't want to die. And then, as the moons beams shone brightly at her weakest moment, the brilliance of the rays bouncing off the glacial walls blinded her momentarily. In that myriad of colors, she Saw something. A calling. Blinking rapidly in her surprise, and trying to get her bearings, she saw a battered and bloody wolf nearby. Once more the colors danced around her and Wraith knew she must tend to this wolf. She approached with a grimness to her, seeing the way his leg was bent at the wrong angle. Bone could be viewed.
"Warrior of the Moongate. This will not be pretty." She whispered, and with teeth and paw, she crunched down on the bone and pushed it back in to place, setting it right. The howls and snarls of the warrior rang sweetly to her ears.
And something changed in Wraith that day. Blessed by the moons signs, she had read her destiny. The strange elation she felt at setting the bones of of injured wolves became her way. She was the bone setter. A fearless healer that set the bones of the inured, risking their teeth to ensure an injury was set right. That their fighters would remain strong.
Name : Deadlight Nickname : Lights Age : Adolescent Build : Fairly lean with some muscle to him and average in size Obtained : Gifted by Medi and Daeril! Colorist: Nymphiea
Currently Resides: The redwood with his pack.
Gender : Male Orientation : Not sure yet... Status : Single Mate : --
Pack : The Crows Rank : Gossip (False role is Guard)
Personality : A quiet individual that may come across as not very bright in the mind, but he's actually quite the opposite. Deadlight is very intelligent and tends to use his silence for observation. He's very devoted to his sister, Dead Reckoning, waiting on her every need like a loyal lapdog. Rumors say he was hypnotized by his sister to act as her bodyguard. He is highly protective of her and will do whatever is necessary to ensure her safety. In his mind, Deadlight views his sister as a princess-soon-to-be-queen with her glorious Seer abilities. However, there are times where he has moments of almost clarity, feeling a little confused and vulnerable. This only occurs when he is alone with his twin, Deadlock, or away from that violet gaze that always seems to be on him.
Recently, Deadlight has undergone a sort of transformation. He almost lost his twin, Deadlock, and it sort of broke something inside him. Deadlight is no longer so far under Dead Reckoning's control. He still is protective of his sister, but that unquestioning loyalty has been severed.
Name : Crossroads Nickname : n/a Age : Adult Build : Big and muscular Obtained : Mock Breeding Colorist: Pandorus Sphinx
Currently Resides: Wandering the land of Kells
Gender : Male Orientation : Bisexual Status : Plotting Mate : --
Pack : None Rank : --
Personality : Sort of an enigma to himself, Crossroads finds himself constantly stuck in a battle of wills. He is very much the strong guardian sort of berserker, tasking himself with protecting the weak. Yet he's also a fighter, finding he enjoys the thrill of a battle. He just hates himself for wanting to seek out such encounters when they don't involve the protection of another. Even still, Crossroads finds himself annoyed by the childish nature of others, not understanding why he constantly allows himself to associate with them. But his heart does beat pure (mostly) and if there is anything he is most definitely sure of, it is that he will always be a guardian of the weak.
Personality : She's very much a lady that does not like getting her paws dirty, but struggles with the desire to get out in the world and be an adventurous soul with wild tales to bring back to her pack. While she acts very proper when around others, those she is close to will find she's very sweet and just loves a good cuddle and maybe a delicious treat.
