|| Wolfe || Male || Fjordsong ||

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Name: Wolfe
Nickname(s): Boo (for some reason...)
Age: Five
Gender: Male
Pack: Fjordsong
Rank: Delta


Appearance:
Lookin' fine:

Tail: Boo's tail is a big an' fluffy thing-- showing all his emotion, and every emotion is shown through it. It's thin toward the start of it, flails out, and then very slowly appears to want to shrink back to small-ness, but instead merely is a small tip.

Back feet: The male's back feet are same as any wolf's-- able to propel him forward, jump, and other things. They're muscled like the average male's, but not any more so. Boo can run as fast as the average wolf can; basically, he's just the average gray wolf.

Front feetz: Wolfe's front feet are used for holding, gripping, or lashing out at other wolves, even though he rarely does so. He doesn't like using force if he doesn't have to-- he much rather likes sorting things out through words. They're nearly as strong as his back ones, but less so.

Torso: Boo's torso seems to nearly never have bristling fur along the spine. Although he can very well be aggressive, the male hasn't had to in quite a bit. His torso are what hold his most important organs, and are dark colored near the top of it.

Fur: The wolf's fur seems to be like someone drew a light, creme under-coat, with splotches of lighter white and tan, picked up the darker colors, and then abruptly stopped near the middle of his chest. The darker colors are black, dark-gray, and very small speckles of white spots around his chest and tail. His face appears to have small bits of the lighter colors along his legs and belly, but the tip of his tail seems to be half of both.

Claws: Wolfe's claws are rough, a bit blunt, and yellow-ish white. They can be used to lash out like a cat, although their much less sharp then the felines.

Head: Boo's ears are thick, and have the ability to stand upright, while his eyes are a tawny tan that compliments his colors of fur. His muzzle is more thin then most wolves, but it's hardly noticeable, His teeth are long and sharp, as are every other canines teeth.

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Personality:
All in all, this is how it's thrown down:

Friendly: The male loves to be friendly. He likes showering other wolf's with gifts, and adores small puppies. He didn't like winning the rank he has now by making the other wolf step down, but that was the way it had to be. His ears are typically always pricked forward in attention, and his tail is nearly always wagging. He likes to assume that all wolves are friendly until they are proven wrong, and that has caused him to have unlikely friends that some might not approve of. He likes being social, and talking to little puppies, soldiers, and anyone under him makes him happy.

Lovin'; Wolfe likes to lend a shoulder to cry on during difficult times. Comforting seems to be his second nature, and he always thinks of his words before sounding them out. The male doesn't like being blunt, as it's a very rude way of saying things. The simple fact of the matter is, is that if he found a girly, then he would pretty much be a very lovin' wolfy.

Hopeful: Boo likes to hope that, one day, all the packs would quit their stupid fighting, but he knows that it is unlikely. That grim realization is the only thing that will get his tail to stop wagging, and, for a moment, his eyes would cloud with sadness. But soon it would pass, and he would hope for other things; the optimist he is.

Sassy: To friends, Wolfe can be known to make sassy remarks-- only teasing, of course. He likes to tease like all males, but will only go so far until he knows that it is too much. It is that smart realization that has kept him from quite a bit of arguments and fights.

Tactical: When the time calls for it, Wolfe can erase that smile of his, and become a very serious boy'o. He can suggest plans if asked for it, and can lead with the grimness of a bulldog.

Emotional: And them, at others, when the time doesn't really care what happens, Boo is very emotional. He'll cry at sad things, and laugh out loud to other things. The only thing that doesn't freely reign is anger, and even then, it would be displayed with a mere twitching of the lip or tail. All in all, a very balanced wolf.

History: (1 paragraph min.)
Look at my beautiful past...

Pup: When Wolfe was a mere pup, his mother would have this quirky little was as to do things. Both his parents were a bit...off, but not in the bad way. In a way that benefited everyone in the family. His one and only brother, Leo, was a pup that seemed exactly the opposite, and was the source of many jokes, even though the very young pup couldn't understand it until around three months old. Then he joined the teasing with his child-like face and voice. Leo was a serious boy-- always saying that they should clean their paws before eating, and how, if they didn't be respectful of other packs, then they wouldn't of them. But Wolfe already knew that, and his parents already knew that, so everyone simply had a little laugh over how serious he was getting. And it got only worse as Lep grew older.

Teen: Boo as a teen got his nickname by the number of tricks and traps he pulled on other wolves; pranks, if you will. Leo, in all of his one-minded attitude he had, wouldn't join him. That was fine with Wolfe, though, and he had a little fun by himself before coaxing other young wolves to come join him. Eventually they were a bit known by the other pack members of Fjordsong. Not really known, but enough to provide laughs at other's expenses. He eventually outgrew this nasty habit, and mellowed out into a friendly and mature young wolf, who got himself into a soldier position as soon as possible before realizing that it involved killing. Still, the male stuck with it.

Adult: And now look at the friendly boy'o! So very nice and friendly to others, it's a wonder he doesn't snap eventually. But he doesn't-- he has a wonderfully nice, long, very wide fuse, and it nearly never ignites-- all except when he's around the Valkyr, and only then when they deliberately try their best to annoy him. He can be serious, or very playful-- all just depends on the situation at hand.

Your name: Appios, App, or even Appipie, if preffered.
How did you find us?: You all know this. I CAME IN ONA SPACESHIP.
Other characters: Appios

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[[Copperyn]]

Accepted! Of course you'll have to discuss the rank with Capella IC, but you knew that already :3