House of Wolves RP CHAT THREAD

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I’ve decided, since I don’t feel like writing, that I’m going to try and do the song associated thing. Yeah, I know it’s late. :p
Name: Chester
Song associated: “Keep On Livin’” by Le Tigre
Age: 2 years (24 moons)
Rank: Hunter
Gender: Male
Personality: Extremely loyal, but also extremely slow to trust. Fun-loving and friendly, can be a bit too much sometimes. However, he’ll always be there for his friends if they need him, but when his friends try to return the favor, he refuses to discuss his own sadness. Not easily frightened, and is sometimes disciplined by his superiors for being brash.
Breed/species: A mutt with mostly husky and Pitbull in him.
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(not my picture)
He looks basically like the picture but with amber eyes and slightly longer fur around his neck and tail. He has a pretty slim, athletic frame, and is a fair fighter, but isn’t big or bulky enough to be better than that. If he had to enforce his rank, he would probably be about in the middle or lower.
History: Chester and his brother, Hawk, grew up loved by two young children. His litter was born by accident but was not necessarily a surprise- just another mistake by an irresponsible human. When they got bigger and started to eat more, one of the adult humans grabbed them and drove them away, where they were promptly dumped, like so many others. They had ended up at a decrepit parking lot that housed a scattering of other feral dogs. For the first time, Chester was torn from the ones he loved; his parents and the children who had cared for him. It was horrible, especially as he was so young, but he tried to be optimistic for his brother. They were occasionally fed by humans, but even so, the competition was fierce. The fighting and bullying was hard for the young dogs, but they managed. Chester vowed to himself that he would never join a pack that was anything like this one.
One day, a teenage human and her mother came across Chester while he was alone. He still trusted humans, despite his earlier experience with them, and approached them willingly. He was surprised when the younger human opened her door and urged him in. In a single moment of impulsiveness, he leapt into the car. Only as the door shut did he realize his mistake. He had left Hawk. He would never see his brother again.
What he had done tormented him, but Chester still tried to be friendly with his new owners. He grew inseparable from the girl, but she was often busy and didn’t seem have as much time for him as he would’ve liked.
Then, one day, he was taken away from his loved ones, for the third time in his short life. Put in a car, driven for what seemed like years, but was really only days. Finally, they arrived in the middle of nowhere. He was handed over to a human that seemed nice enough, but he wasn’t Chester’s human. So Chester ran. He leapt over a fence after a few unsupervised moments in the backyard and ran without a backwards glance. But he only got deeper into the wilderness.
A day came, at the beginning of winter, as prey grew scarcer and he just couldn’t seem to get warm at night, when Chester encountered other dogs. He was wary, and distrustful, for anyone he had ever let himself grow to love had been taken from him. But these dogs were friendly, and he soon relaxed in their company. He tried to stop thinking about his past. And it worked. Or, at least he thought it did. But you can’t push away your sadness forever.
Pack: Canis
Mate/Crush: None at the moment
Offspring: Nope
Parents: Somewhere
Siblings: Hawk (dead or just hanging out in a parking lot somewhere)

Other: I didn’t expect his history to be this long... and I’m kinda unsure if I should change his age, but whatever.
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*edited Pigeon:

Name: Pigeon
Song associated: “The Future Is Here” by Sleater-Kinney
Age: 13 moons
Rank: Hunter novitiate
Gender: Female
Personality: Impulsive and anxious. Constantly doubts herself in any social situation. Due to this, she appears as a quiet, shy dog to most of the pack. To her few friends and family, however, she is loud and outgoing. Most of the time. Awkward as a dog can be, or at least, that’s what she thinks. Fidgety, stubborn, and hates the feeling of being ignored. If she finds herself in the middle of a group of chatting novitiates, she will effortlessly disappear into the background.
Knows an insane amount of things about birds, despite being a dog. If you even say the word “feather” in a sentence, she’s sure to bombard you with every single one of her hard-earned facts.
Uses humor in basically every situation. Tries hard to make others laugh. Easily frustrated, though she’s usually good at hiding it. Horrible at small talk, and doesn’t really see the appeal anyway. Refuses to judge others verbally, except to gently tease her companions. A good friend, if you can actually convince her that you are her friend.
Breed/species:
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Looks basically like this
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Pelt description: Thick, but not long. Does have slightly longer fur on her chest, ears, and tail.
Eye color: Amber
Build: Mostly slim, like a border collie, but with sort of sturdy shoulders.
History: Born and raised in Canis. Her parents don’t like each other much, but that barely counts as a tragic backstory.
Pack: Canis
Mate/Crush: None
Offspring: None
Parents: Open
Siblings: Open

Other:
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Name: Nyx
Song associated: “Boulevard Of Broken Dreams” by Green Day
Age: 10 moons
Rank: Guardian novitiate
Gender: Female
Personality: Pessimistic and aloof. Pushes anyone away that might get close to her. Acts like she doesn’t care about others at all. In fact, she does. She just tries really hard to hide it.
Independent, and if anyone tries to help her they will get yeeted into the nearest bush. The most positive interaction you can get from her is a sarcastic remark. Bitter and snappy. Dogs her age tend to avoid her due to this. Distrustful- seems to be permanently suspicious of everyone, including her superiors. Actually pretty good at figuring things out, if she cared enough to try.
If someone was actually able to avoid getting pushed away by her, they’d find themselves with a fiercely protective friend who would do anything for them. But, that probably won’t happen anytime soon.
Breed/species: Mutt. I’m not good with dog breeds, ok
Pelt description: Thick, all black fur.
Eye color: Yellow
Build: Medium sized, but sturdy
History: Nyx probably would’ve had a mostly normal, pleasant puphood, if it wasn’t for that cursed trip into the forest.
One day, when she was about a moon old, her parents took her and her brother into the area of Lupus territory that’s densely covered in trees. Nyx has long forgotten the reasons why, but it might’ve had something to do with “early introduction to the world beyond camp” or “family bonding time”. At first, it was actually nice- she got to romp around unfamiliar territory, territory she knew that she’d learn all about as a novitiate. But, as things happen, her mother and father got to arguing for whatever reason, and she got in a particularly rough tussle with her brother. Then, she smelled something. A strange, strong smell that seemed to only have wafted towards her nose. No one else had noticed. She ignored it and continued to chew her brother’s ears, also ignoring his yipped complaints. Then, everything went wrong.
A bear crashed out of the undergrowth. It was angry.
It got her father first. Then her mother. They were practically torn apart with a few strong slashes.
The bear swiped at her and her brother next. She was thrown into a bush, injured, but alive. Her brother was not so lucky.
Nyx sat there, bleeding and utterly helpless.
It had all happened so fast. So fast, in fact, that by the time the guardians got there they only found the bodies and the scent of bear in the air. She was taken back to camp and raised for the next moon by a dog who really didn’t want anything to do with her. So, when she became a novitiate, she really had no one that she was close to. And it’s been like that ever since.
She still blames herself for not warning her family about the bear.
Pack: Lupus
Mate/Crush: None
Offspring: No
Parents: dead
Siblings: also dead
Song associated:
Other: I’m just going to say that Nyx is pronounced as “Niks” and leave it at that.
Username: RoostersAreAwesome
 
@HeavensHens88 Typhoon is a genetic experiment, hence his mysterious past:
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https://tosainu.wordpress.com/category/genetics/

Those whippets tho
Typhoon would probs be banned from the Doglympics for apparent “myostatin knockout therapy.”
 

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