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Males: 2 / Females: 1

Dionysus Avonarte ♂
Halcyon Vanatore ♂
Aria Riveni ♀

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DIONYSUS avonarte

NAME

Dionysus Avonarte (Dio, Dimi)

GENDER

Male

AGE

Four years

COAT COLOR

Dio has a vaguely tricolour coat mainly composed of black, tan and white. The base of his coat is a rich creamy white, most of his lower half consistently the same colour, as well as his muzzle and jaws. Golden tan is sandwiched between the white and a sable black, draped over his shoulders and back like a fur cape, the tan peeking out underneath in areas like his haunches and neck. The same sandy colour is brushed over his brows and down the bridge of his nose, accented again with the black to give Dionysus the appearance of one variation of a typical timber wolf.

EYE COLOR

Seafoam green

MARKINGS/SCARS

His muzzle is criss-crossed with scars on both sides from various sorts of fights as he's the type to immediately go in and lock jaws with his opponent, not dance around swatting at them like a kitten. He also has a distinctive three-inch scar on his left shoulder from an old fight that went a little harder than he'd admit.

SIZE/BUILD

Dionysus isn't the tallest wolf around by far but he's definitely quite a bit larger than average, though nothing about him is very oddly proportioned - he just looks like a rather sturdy, well-built wolf of average height. In fact until he stands next to another one of his kind, one wouldn't notice that Dimi is in fact a taller animal. His paws are surefooted and strong, thick tail perfectly suited for balance like a rudder. This male's ears are usually set high on the crown of his skull, standing tall and alert like soldiers. His head itself has an air of handsome nobility about it, angular muzzle set squarely in front of a determined jaw, though those serious brows are mellowed by the pair of sparkling eyes under them.

BIRTHPLACE

Shore Woods

PACK

Loner

BRIEF PERSONALITY

In line with his fighting style, Dionysus is a basically straightforward, to-the-point wolf. Often seen with a lopsided grin or a boyish smirk, this male is generally easy-going and enjoys playful banter, pleasant company and long walks on the beach. (Well, maybe not so much that last one.) He has few qualms about anything and is usually up for just about any kind of shenanigan or activity one can possibly think of, just as happy to lead as he is to be led. This wolf greets most others with a tilt of the head and a flash of a smile, working his charm while he figures out whether they are good, bad or just plain not worth his time.

Though quite the witty, snarky, fun-loving chap, at his age Dimi has learned the value of being sober and will offer an unbiased opinion to anyone who asks for it. He is a skilled fighter and often volunteers as a guard or attacker, also keen on hunting and defense. His playful and often rebellious outlook on life often hides the fact that Dio places much value and interest in upholding the truth (or at least his own opinion of what's the proper thing to do), kind of like a white knight in his own right.

SEXUALITY

Pretty much whatever-sexual. If he likes you he'll let you know.

ACTIVITY

a song, or a prayer (with Fial'hin) (complete)

i eat boys up. (with Rubedo)

DIONYSUS all i know is everybody loves me

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HALCYON vanatore

NAME

Halcyon Vanatore

GENDER

Male

AGE

Five years

COAT COLOR

Silvery grey for the most part, with a darker steely shade along his top line and under his eyes in a way that makes him look either really tired or really annoyed most days. His chin, belly, paws and tail tip are a slightly muddied white.

EYE COLOR

Yellow

MARKINGS/SCARS

Halcyon's muzzle is pretty much scar central with most of it concentrated on his lower jaw, around the end of his snout and just behind his lower canines. He has a scar up his left cheek that carries on right up to his brow, and therefore Halcyon is also blind in the left eye.

- Gained a jellyfish sting wound on his right leg while crossing the channel that will scar quite visibly.

SIZE/BUILD

A regular sized wolf, if a little on the tall side, but the way he carries himself makes Halcyon seem slight. His angular head is nearly always carried at shoulder height or lower, as if he were constantly stalking something. Under his wiry-smooth coat Halcyon is wrapped with lean muscle, lending him easily to speed and stealth. Halcyon may be a little more lanky than other wolves his height, but what he may lack in bulk he definitely makes up for in cold steely determination.

BIRTHPLACE

White Forest

PACK

Joining Sharktooth Island pack

BRIEF PERSONALITY

Halcyon grew up quiet and broody in his youth, though he had a quick temper that simmered close to the surface and things would often come to blows (or bites, really) at the drop of a hat. Through the years (quite a few of them spent alone) he's managed to tame that fire some, though his heavy brows would always stay low - he rarely if ever smiles, and when he does it's never really sincere as much as it is bitter. Much of his dialogue is either apathetic and uninterested or laced with sarcasm, provided you can even get him to talk - Halcyon has even less interest in speaking now than he did as a youngster. Still, it's worthwhile trying to get through his crusty exterior if you're looking for someone to count on. To those he trusts, Halcyon is almost painfully loyal - he'll fight anyone and anything for someone important to him, just point him in the right direction. I definitely wouldn't go as far as to say he's just a big prickly softie, but past the caustic, trenchant outer layer(s) is a staunch wolf worth counting on.

SEXUALITY

Mostly straight, but has been known to swing in the opposite direction occasionally.

ACTIVITY

life's treasures (with Iiona) (complete)

a whole new world (with Iiona)

HALCYON vanatore we're just resurrection men Halcyon Vanatore grew up in a small pack in the White Forest, the second son of the pack's lead hunter. He was a quiet youth with a fiery temper, living in the shadow of his stronger, bigger brother. Naturally, his brother Voltaire began following the footsteps of their father, throwing his considerable bulk in the path of deer and antelope, while Halcyon skulked the pack grounds and tried to avoid the bands of yearling wolves that seemed to idolize Voltaire. They often picked fights with him for being stealthy and making them uncomfortable, and though he would never start them Halcyon participated in his fair share of skirmishes that left him with a growing collection of facial scars. One of these yearlings, another male named Kastor, was the alpha's son - though he bore none of his father's fair judgment and discerning eye, instead he was a blustering, selfish brute of a male. Him and Voltaire were thicker than thieves, more brotherly than Voltaire was with his own brother. They would laugh boisterously in Halcyon's direction, shooting him snide looks across the den halls and smugly darting in and out when he wasn't looking to nip him venomously on the flank. Though he tried to control his temper, every bite and snicker over the next year stoked the fire inside Halcyon that would later consume him. The fateful day arrived when Halcyon's control could take no more strain. The hunting team had hauled a deer back to camp and the older wolves were laying into the carcass. Hanging back and waiting his turn, Halcyon caught wind of the tail end of a sneering remark: "...bet your useless brother couldn't get three lengths away from a blind elk." Whipping around, he came face to face with Kastor's broadly grinning face, Voltaire standing a little distance away. "Want to say that again?" he growled, feet planted firmly where he stood, though his muscles itched to fling himself forward and take the pelt off Kastor's ugly mug. Kastor laughed an ugly, derisive laugh. "You couldn't hunt if you fucking tried. You won't amount to anything. You're useless." Which was the straw that broke the figurative elk's back. Kastor was large and strong, a hulking brute of a wolf, but Halcyon was fast and fueled by a blinding rage - and Kastor, being part of the hunting team, had spent the better part of the day throwing himself around and wasting his energy. Before he knew it Kastor's lip was split wide open and Halcyon was across to his other side, breathing a little heavy, blood dripping from his forefangs. Then it was on. The fight was swift and bloody, and the rest of the pack couldn't find an opportunity to intervene. It didn't look like the outcome would be different if any of them had tried anyway. At the end, both were torn up - Halcyon's face was mangled, a bright red gash hanging open across his face that had gone right through his eye - but only one was on the ground. Kastor. The ugly brute wasn't dead, but the damage was done. Nobody could attack their own pack member, let alone the alpha's son, and remain unpunished for their grievous crime. It didn't matter that this had been the culmination of a year's worth of bullying - the alpha ruled that Halcyon should not have attacked a pack member, no matter the reasons he had, no matter what a wretch Kastor was. It was banishment, and he was to face the border guards in single combat to the death if he ever tried to come back. With nothing left for him but the raw disappointment and shock in the eyes of his father, Halcyon left that pack deep in the White Forest, never to return. For three long years Halcyon roamed up and down the mainland of Somerset, keeping mostly to himself, growing accustomed to silence and slowly becoming increasingly reticent. Yet everywhere he went he was afraid a wolf from his past would find him, no matter whether he was deep in the Rainforest to the South or ensconced deep in the Western woods. There was nothing to protect him, nothing he could count on to keep him safe, nowhere he could start over without the demons that haunted him. There was an island to the west, a skinny slip of land across the water that he had glimpsed several times while lingering in the area. Standing on the western shore, he had contemplated going across many times before finally making the decision. There was no reason for any wolf from the White Forest to come so far and then swim the channel. He could leave it all behind. So he did.

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ARIA riveni

NAME

Aria Riveni

GENDER

Female

AGE

Four years

COAT COLOR

A very light and even silvery white. Her fur is darker at the roots, causing her coat to give off a satiny sheen at angles where the darker shade is more visible.

EYE COLOR

Ice blue

MARKINGS/SCARS

No scars. There is a small dark smudge above her nose.

SIZE/BUILD

Average in height, slim but sturdy and compact. She has an elegant profile, neat ears and a slender muzzle, and carries herself with the resplendent poise of someone who knows exactly what she looks like.

BIRTHPLACE

White Forest

PACK

Loner

BRIEF PERSONALITY

Aloof, cool and confident, Aria considers herself a strong and self-reliant individual. Some might even consider her proud, which isn't an untruth. She may come across as a little arrogant, but it's more the case of looking for another mind on the same tier. She can be arch and sarcastic, but with the right wolf she's fast-tongued and witty. She's classy and elegant, enjoys being waited on but doesn't bother going out of her way to look for attention - she's more than capable of taking care of herself. Most times Aria finds herself dismissing petty fights and conflict, considering herself above such squabbles. However, she does hold certain opinions close to her heart and will stand for them steadfastly with her teeth and tongue. She is the type to have many acquaintances but few close friends, as she doesn't make a concerted effort to get to know many wolves if they don't show a vested interest in her. Aria enjoys banter and playing coquettish, knowing how her looks affect others, but she doesn't develop sincere feelings very easily and invests very little in the idea of committed, long-term relationships.

SEXUALITY

Mostly straight.

ACTIVITY

princess of china (with Shaw)

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