
❄Kyler❄
❄5❄
❄Male❄
❄Superior❄
❄Alpha Male❄
❄Alaskan Malamute❄
❄No Mate Yet❄
❄No Pups Yet❄
❄Looks mean, but can actually be a sweetheart and very charming❄
❄None❄
❄Lyla❄
❄3❄
❄Female❄
❄Keeper❄
❄Medic❄
❄Border Collie❄
❄None❄
❄None❄
❄Often Given opportunities to join the Elite, but declines because she feels best in her current place. She dreams of having a mate one day, and pups.❄
❄Nerp❄
Kyler sat, waiting patiently in the room. He was already bored, and no one was even here yet. All he could think about was Tyde. Once the Superiors arrived, he quickly ordered them to sit.
Lyla felt happy as the beta pressed his muzzle into her neck, comforting her before they began walking. "I just feel really dumb. And now I've got to listen to the alpha tell me what I did wrong and then have myself punished." She was obviously annoyed, half from her own stupidity, the other half from having to be reminded of it. She walked with her head down as they entered the Superior Council den, Kyler telling them to all sit pretty much in a semicircle around him.

