Name: Aleir
Nickname: Al, Allie.
Gender: Male
Age: He is three years old.
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Breed: He is a pure Labrador wolf.
Personality: Modest, boastful, brave are a few of many words that describes this young wolf. If he was challenged, he will gladly accept it, and won't back down until he victors. Being a type of wolf who is willing to take risks, Aleir can possibly end up in serious trouble. When you greet him, he is usually polite and thankful, but if you catch him on one of his bad days, he could be a little snappy. Aleir likes to socialize with other wolves and be in a group. Sometimes, he wishes that he could even be in a leading rank. But if he's not, Aleir will obey to every single wolf who has a higher rank than him. He can be reckless...maybe too reckless...
Physical Appearance: Aleir's fur is as black as a starless night. Aleir's pelt is very thick and coarse if you happen to touch it. His eyes resemble two cold, piercing ice shards. He stands thirty-three inches tall in shoulder height and he weighs eighty-five pounds. From the tip of his nose, to the tip of his tail is about fifty-eight inches long. A wolf that is rather more swift and slender, giving him an advantage for traveling long distances. But, he is still fairly well-muscled.
History:
Before the Silver Moon pack
Aleir was born a small, quiet pack. He was disrespected and abused for being an Omega. His father Rowan was one of the lower ranks, so it made his children in the lower ranks also. Aleir had never met his mother, and he wished he would meet her some day. Others say that she is merely dead. He didn't believe them.
Despite the fact he is always bullied and beaten, Aleir tried to remain upbeat. That was then until he started training. Training was extremely difficult and strict. For everything he had done wrong, he was scarred. He had been disciplined and brave. Aleir's old and gentle alpha was slain in a death match, and was replaced by a battle-hungry wolf who he all cared about was war and domination. The alpha lead them into risky situations, and in everlasting wars.
Aleir could not take it anymore. Now that he was a young adult, he was able to leave the pack. He left quickly with his sister Ailsa, but they were soon separated during a storm. The fact that he left his family in a pack with problems hurt him. But for his own good, he searched for a better place to live.
In Silver Moon Pack. (Before RP)
For months he traveled far and wide. He had stumbled upon a neighboring pack called the Silver Moon pack, and was invited to join. Aleir was suspicious to recuited, but then he realized how small the pack was. Wolves say a sickness had almost wiped out the entire pack, and some remain. To just get them back on their feet, he joined.
In Silver Moon Pack (In RP)
(Ah. As you see, there's nothing here yet! I'll let you change his history!)
Family:
Father: Rowan (Assumed to be dead.)
Mother: Isilla (Assumed to be dead.)
Sister: Ailsa (Alive, she escaped with Aleir, but was separated.)
I'm just going to leave this here until someone accepts it....[/b][/b]
Sat Jul 09, 2016 5:54 pm by Guest
