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Name: Monroe

Age: 2 years

Gender: female

Sexuality: heterosexual

Rank: hunter

Desired rank: then where she is.

Personality: Monroe is a quiet and reserved female. She enjoys the company of her packmates but prefers to be alone. She is a very quick minded and cunning female, quite wise beyond her years. Monroe is somewhat of a mute, she rarely speaks, and when she does, it's nothing more than a soft whisper. This sweet female is also very motherly and gentle. She tends to observe situations then leap right into something. She has some trust issues, and can tend to be a little cold. But in the end she is a kind soul.

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History: Monroe is quite new to the pack. She arrived at the entrance of the camp covered in wounds that were starting to heal. She rarely speaks of what happened. Mainly because she has no memory of what happened. She only remembers teeth and being a loner.

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Mate: open

Crush: will develop

Pups: wants

Family: unknown probably deceased

Other: we are the rebellion

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Name: Soleil

Age: 4 years old

Gender: Feminine

Sexuality: Bisexual

Rank: Alpha Female

Desired rank: She is pleasantly happy at Fenris' side

Personality: Soleil is more of a...gentle soul, she's easy going and playful and is known to start tussles that are only meant for training or just to goof off for a bit. She's like a ball of sun, always energetic, always seeking to make others happy as well as to please the higher ranks. She does not accept failure and will continue to push herself and others forward until they have accomplished what they were sent out to do. For her young age she has a strong maternal instinct to protect the young and help nourish them to become strong wolves that the pack may need in the future. She's very gentle, never meaning to harm one in her pack but when provoked or pushed she will snap to place someone in their rightful position, she has amazing leaderly qualities that could have easily landed her in the Beta position but with her lack of ambition she stayed in the warrior rank. She has a perfect balance of brain and heart though when she gets a feeling she goes with her gut, she is highly intelligent and proves to show this with her witty remarks or silver tongue. She is known to be obedient and follow with what she is told but when something doesn't seem right to her she will step out of line and do what she believes is best though she will apologize for stepping out of line she will never apologize for why and what she did. She can be a bit head strong which can lead to her getting in trouble but she's still learning, still developing her skills and attributes to become a strong warrior to protect her pack.

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History: Soleils' pack was taken over by the Empire, many of the warriors were killed when they did not submit but every one else was brought into slavery. She watched as her alphas and betas were killed in front of everyone, to prove a lesson of some sort but she never understood said lesson. She was just a apprentice at the time but she was put into hard labor, many of the male empire wolves wanted to claim her as their own, her pack was known for their massive size and fierce reputation for taking down packs within days but only if they were threatened first. She would be a great asset to the empire, she was still young so they tried to brainwash her into believing all other packs out there will evil and wanted to kill everyone that she loved. She went through months of training, training that made her stronger and all the more hateful. She barely just over a year old when she was to go out with a scout team to find any nearby packs to eradicate, they came across a small group of middle aged wolves with young, she was told to kill every adult...so she did. The young were taken back to the empire and many were tortured until they submitted. Another year went by and her hate turned to the empire, she had watched her pack dwindle down to skin and bones, her mother had been force bred and was now to weak to continue. She was dead not to long after. One night when her guards were unsuspecting she escaped with the young and led them off into the woods, along the way the young joined packs until she was the only one but she kept walking, wanting to find a place where she would finally find peace. During a storm she wandered off track and came into a valley where she was approached by a pack. She learned of their history and begged to join them to help them in their fight against the empire. She to wanted to fight against her past captors, to eradicate and teach them a much needed lesson.

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Mate: She is mated to Fenris

Crush: N/A

Pups: Wants in the future

Family: Thought all to be dead

Other: we are the rebellion

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Name: Dartaňan

Age: 5 years

Gender: Masculine

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Rank: Head Warrior

Desired rank: Satisfied where he's at

Personality: Dartaňan is a very head strong wolf, he can be quite the hot head and when challenged he is not one to back down or lift up a paw to submit or surrender to anyone though he will show respect to the other higher ranks he will not be pushed around by them, the only wolf that he shows complete submission to is the alpha and sometimes to the beta, depending on the situation or circumstances. He doesn't talk much, he might offer a few words on tips or encouragement but he is definitely not a cheerful wolf. He's more mysterious, a lurking red shadow that watches every one but rarely says anything. He's more gentle spoken with females but with males he's fiery and snarky, always putting them in their place. He's rough around the edges but if someone was to push through all of those walls that are built up and barbed that someone would see a vulnerable hurt wolf who only wants to protect those around him even at the cost of his own life. He's a warrior at heart but his heart is under lock and key, he uses his brain most always thinking of strategic ways to take down any opponents standing in his or the packs way. Though a bit aggressive and snarky he means well but he will never allow his vulnerable side to ever show again.

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History: Dartaňan was raised in a small nomadic group who traveled from one region to the next to stay hidden from the empire of vicious rogues, he was trained to defend himself but also to protect the others who could not fight or defend themselves. He became stronger with each passing month until he was a true warrior, a defender. The nomadic group would cross packs who would allow them to stay as long as they wanted, the group would trade things with the pack and the alpha would allow them to stay. At one pack he met a young hunter by the name of Mirea, she was a beautiful chocolate brown wolf with alluring grey orbs, the two became close and soon after had fallen in love. He told his group that he wished to stay with her, to start a family of their own in which they obliged. Not long after Mirea was pregnant with his pups, he became Beta to the pack and continued to show his worth to everyone until they were attacked by the empire. He fought most of them but Mirea screamed for his help, he ran to help her but it was too late. The rogues had ripped her apart, deboweling her so that their unborn pups were strewn across the ground soaked in their mothers blood. With grief he fell down beside her but soon his grief turned into anger and he tracked down the rogues and hunted them all down until their leader was begging for mercy, he gave none. He returned back to his destroyed pack, he helped them rebuild but once their defenses were strong again he left. He traveled endlessly, close to death until he was found by the Hidden Valley pack.

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Mate: Mirea - deceased ; Open - open to plotting

Crush: Open - open to plotting

Pups: Might want in the future

Family: Deceased

Other: we are the rebellion

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Name: Artos

Age: 3 years old

Gender: Masculine

Sexuality: Bisexual

Rank: Guard

Desired rank: If given the opportunity of a higher rank he would take it

Personality: Artos is a bit of a goofball, no one can or could take him seriously, he's the prankster the one to always start drama within the pack. He gets along well with the pups and apprentices because of his playful and rambunctious attitude. He's basically a pup, just full grown, he enjoys to go swimming or play tussle with the young, if that was his job then he'd gladly do that 24/7 but he was put into the guard rank for a reason. He's quite chatty but when out on guard duty he's deathly silent and takes his job quite seriously. He turns from a blabbering idiot into a silent wanderer, always pacing back and forth between their boundaries to make sure everything is as it should be. He has this protective personality switch that comes into play when thinking about the pack when he's out in the wilderness making sure that there are no trespassers. When he's out guarding that's all he's focused on, all he cares about at that particular moment. He can be quite the knucklehead but when it comes to his pack, his friends, his brother then everything else is thrown out of the wall of his mind and he lives on that very moment, the present. But when everything is taken care of he returns, his personality doing a complete 360. He goes back to his playful, idiotic self, some have witnessed him fight off nearby intruders that were close to the boundary and they would so he shows no mercy, that he uses his bulk and skill to over power them before sending them on their way. But when he comes back and they ask about the fight he has no clue what they're talking about, he blanks when enraged and does as much damage as he can in that moment though when he regains control the memory of that fight are long gone.

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History: Artos was born into the pack, his brother was born not long after though their mother had died soon after giving birth. Artos was born as a single pup while his brother was the only survivor out of the four pups that had been born within that litter. Artos was the protector of his brother, when he was bullied or picked on by the others he was sure to put them in their place. The two brothers were close, they relied on one another but when Attila, Artos' brother disappeared one night Artos went into a panic mode and searched for him endlessly. The young pup had wandered across the borders where a group of rogues had found him, Artos came across the group to see his brother within the jaws of a wolf. Thinking that his brother was dead he attacked the group of three without a thought. The fight lasted barely over three minutes, the once white wolf stood over one of the bodies, panting heavily as blood dripped from his maw. A soft whimper pulled him from the trance and he padded over to the sound to his brother trying to sit up. He brought his brother back to be checked by the shaman, Artos was covered in wounds but he stood strong as he looked over his brother and eventually he allowed himself to be looked after but after that fight he could not remember anything. His mind had gone blank and now nothing with aggression or fighting seemed to stick in his mind except for the will and need to protect his younger brother.

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Mate: Open - open to plotting

Crush: Open - open to plotting

Pups: Definitely wants

Family: Brother Attila

Other: we are the rebellion

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Name: Attila

Age: 8 months old

Gender: Masculine

Sexuality: Homosexual

Rank: Apprentice

Desired rank: Hunter

Personality: Attila is a very skittish and reserved male, he likes to keep to himself and was never one to talk much anyways. The only wolf he only really talks to is his older brother Artos but even then he's reserved and submissive to the playful male. He enjoys to stick to himself, he always wanted to impress and make his brother proud by being a guard as well but he always got pushed over by the others and dominated. He was introduced to hunting and fell in love with the rank, the job was so peaceful and consisted of a lot of running, he wasn't that strong but he could latch onto one of the legs or even wrap his mouth around it's snout to suffocate it well larger prey anyways. He could down a rabbit with ease thanks to his speed, when faced with problems he'd always run and never fight, he wasn't strong enough and he was too much of a coward. He's very shy and when spoken to by others his voice is just barely above a squeak. Around his brother he's a little bit louder but it's barely above a whisper, he has always been soft spoken and definitely doesn't have the nerve to speak up to someone though if someone was in trouble he'd gladly take the beating. He had been bullied and picked on all his life though his brother was always there to pick him back up, to strengthen him once more. He's selfless but only towards those that he cares about after all, he has a secret that no one, not even his brother knows.

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History: Attila was born into the pack, his brother was much older than he was, he was the only survivor out of the litter of four. He faintly remembers his mothers scent and soft belly fur but a couple weeks later she was gone and another female replaced her. He never knew his father and neither did his brother, apparently their fathers were two different wolves but Artos never treated Attila any differently. Attila was bullied and pushed as a pup, never finding peace unless it was outside of the camp and into the woods which was where he escaped most of the days. One day he had wandered too far out of the boundaries and was found by a group of rogues who handled him roughly but a echoing growl was what stopped all the wolves in their tracks. A flash of white fur went by his wide orbs before the sounds of howls of pain, gurgling of blood and bones snapping rang in his flattened ears. The wolf that held him dropped him to the ground and turned on the attacker then all was silent not long after the cries of pain ceased. He whimpered in fright though a familiar scent wafted in his quivering nostrils, his brother? But how did he know where to find him? The trek back to camp was long and he was looked over by the shamans, stories flew through the camp about his brother, three rogue wolves had been found dead along the border, mauled and disfigured. His brother was a playful and gentle soul, he would never do such a thing that was described...but maybe he didn't know his older brother all that well, just like his older brother didn't know everything about him.

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Mate: N/A

Crush: Open - open to plotting

Pups: N/A

Family: Brother Artos

Other: we are the rebellion

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