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Cluckcluck1215 said:
i might
we'll see

Yesss drag him from him grave

they're gonna be my new favorites of yours I think. I love them both, especially poor Mango ;-;

SKAJDKSJFKAHDKAHD SORRY I HAD TO theres no way that North didn't remind Luce of Alev. Theres no way
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we'd BETTER see


the WORST PART IS
North LEFT
Lucifer lost someone ELSE
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Amer said:
(Storm will be a noviate soon... He’ll be a Guardian before you know it...)
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I mean, just that AGE GAP alone is pretty hecking illicit… :lau

yesiknowwarriorsandliterallyeveryotheranimalbookwereadhasnocaresforageinpairingsandnordoesreallifebutseriouslyitbothersmeinrpsregardless

and AMER he's such a good boy WHY WOULD YOU RUIN HIM LIKE THAT

Cluckcluck1215 said:
yea I wasn't going to post these but here we are lol
I have more but I dont have the energy to edit them


Name: Faye
Age: 25 moons
Rank: Hunter
Gender: Female
Personality: Faye is nothing short of kind. There's a gentle grace to her, and she's trusted by almost every dog of the pack. She's a caregiver, a therapist. She's young, but her soul and heart are far older then her physical body. She had kept herself closed off from other dogs for so long, and soon she realized there was no reason to do so anymore. There is only so long that someone can hold onto the past and cling to broken threads, and some give up sooner then others. She never saw it as given up or giving in, though, simply letting go.
Canis is her family, though, through and through. If you dare to set even a claw on any of the dogs in Canis, you will feel her wrath. Which, for a fairly small dog, is terrifying. If your going to choose sides, you'll want to be on Faye's.
Don't you dare screw this poor thing over. She may have the aura of a fawn, but she is unforgiving. She will hold a grudge for years if you hurt her or her pack mates. She has a very set idea of what is right, of what is good in evil. Has good judgement of character.
She is devoted to Halfrid. The alpha had shown nothing but kindness towards her, and Faye will repay her with nothing but loyalty and gratitude. A firm believer in the wolves.
Breed/species: A mutt
Pelt description: Her muzzle, chest, legs, neck and blaze are all white. The rest of her is a golden brown. Pink nose.
Eye color: Dusty brown.
Build: Probably the most peculiar dog, her build being one of the strangest, the only one beating her probably being Pike. Long, thin legs. Her body is fairly small despite her height, long muzzle and neck. Thin, long tail. Massive ears that top of her strange look, that stand straight up.
History: When Princess and Archer had their pups, they were not expecting Faye. They had raised good pups, they thought.
Polite pups.
Kind pups.
They were good parents, right?
Apparently not.
Faye was ruthless. No, not in the violent, murderous way. Not in the cold, manipulative way. No, she wanted freedom, and she was going to do anything she could to get to it.
Digging holes in the backyard under the fence? Check.
Scaling the cat tree to escape the open window? Check.
Jumping out of a moving car and somehow surviving? Check.
Faye was nothing like her siblings. She craved the wild, she wanted to be free, to run wild like the strays she so often saw out the window.
One day, the faithful night came. Her parents were asleep, her siblings asleep and her owners in their den, quiet so she assumed the were also sleeping. She leapt, springing onto the cat tree.
Her breath hitched, pausing mid-breath as the cat tree shook beneath her paws. She glanced up, seeing the ugly siamese still sound asleep. She released her breath, hopping to the next level, now on scale with the window.
Which was conveniently open. She stepped onto the thin ledge, legs shaking violently, nosed her way under the sill, and leapt.
What she didn't account for was the fall. It was actually much further then she remembered, and she crashed into the bushes painfully. She gave a sharp squeal, skittering to her feet.
Wait.
She was out.
She wasn't (badly) hurt.
She heard no sign of her parents or owners waking.
She was free.
Though, Faye overestimated how joyful the life of the wild was. It wasn't joyful. She starved. She nearly froze to death. Every friend she made betrayed her, turning their back on her. Hurting her. Leaving her. Even the stray golden retriever she met on the streets one day, who went by the name Gracie, left. The golden had meant everything to her. Gracie had taught her how to hunt. How to fight, to fend for herself. How to stay warm in the winter. And most of all, Gracie had taught her how to be kind. How to be gracious.
She had thawed her cold and guarded heart, when everyone else had left it to rot in its cage in the freezer.

...Gracie hadn't left voluntarily, though.

"We better find something soon, I'm starving." Gracie muttered, slowing her steps for Faye to finally catch up.
Faye snorted, trotting quickly to keep up with the goldens long strides. "Please, you ate this morning, Grace. You'll live." She assured her. Though, Gracie eyed her oddly. "Do you doubt me?" Faye asked, mocking shock.
"Never, Faye, never." Gracie grinned.
Faye laughed, looking away from her. Across the street, she caught sight of a dumpster, overflowing with garbage. "Gracie! Look!" She barked, darting to the edge of the street and across it without even looking side to side, bolting towards the garbadge.
She didn't think anything of it when Gracie wasn't right behind her.
Until she heard the howl.
She whipped around, her eyes widening with horror as a truck drove down the street, far faster then it should have been going. It hit Gracie straight on, not even caring to slow down, leaving the goldens body broken and bloody on the side of the road.
"Gracie!" She thought her voice box was going to break from how loud she screamed the she-dogs name. Over and over, as the traffic increased, blocking her pathway to the golden on the other side of the street.
But Gracie wasn't moving.
And she wouldn't ever again.
She never thought she would get over Gracie's death. Until she joined Canis, finally finding a purpose amongst the chaos of life. Finally finding dogs she trusted, dogs that cared about her. And she kept her promise to Gracie.
She would never, ever crave for more then she had again. What she had was good enough, because if you craved for more, only bad would come out of it.
Pack: Canis
Mate/Crush: Open
Offspring: None
Parents: Princess and Archer
Siblings: Idk man
Song associated: Hello My Old Heart— The Oh Hellos
Other: N/A
Username: @Cluckcluck1215


Name: Xavier ~Xai~
Age: 35 moons
Rank: Hunter
Gender: AFAB, but Nonbinary (They/he)
Personality: Xai is a god.
There's no way to prove them wrong. So far, they've won every single fight they've gotten into. Or at least came out of it alive. They've done stupid things that should've killed them and still survived to tell the tale. If you tell him otherwise, he will do impulsive, ridiculous things again and again simply to prove to you just how invincible they are.
They have scars to prove it.
But he's alive, right?
So, who's to say that he isn't one of the wolves that the dogs worship oh so often, right?
The watchful eyes on them doesn't help the horrifyingly massive God-complex he's developed, either. His wolf-like appearance gets stares and whispers from around the packs, and it simply fuels their inccesent need to prove they're a god.
Antagonistic. Constantly getting into fights that tend to border on illegal, and Canis' worst nightmare. Constantly bothering patrols for the fun of it, not nessicarily attacking, but provoking them enough to get one of the more hotheaded pack members in trouble.
A compulsive liar. How else do you think they get their self out of trouble every time they do something borderline illegal? But even then, lies when he doesn't even have too. There's an odd obsession that comes with being a compulsive liar. And if you're intelligent enough, you can lie about just about anything, if you can keep your story straight.
It's very rare that he comes down from his maniac highs. No one in Lupus cares enough to smack them out of it, to prove to them that they're not as invincible as they think they are.
Has little to no remorse for anyone, unless they happen to have come down from their high. Did he offend you? He couldn't care. Hurt you? Hurt someone you care about? There's no mercy in their soul when they need to prove something. If you screw them over, they're dangerously resentful. They will haunt you till the end of time if they have to. They will be around every corner, waiting, watching. Planning. Whatever you do don't do something to hurt them.
A hunter simply because of their thrill for killing.
Takes delight in terrifying the poor Novitiates, though would never actually hurt them. Keeping them on their toes won't hurt them, though.
He had once sworn to never become his mother or father, but the amount of kills he has stacked up in his short life before and in Lupus has stopped anything his mother and father have ever done.
Crafty. Silent. You'll never seem him coming if he doesn't want you too. They're desperate for help, though. When they come down from their highs, they regret everything, but have no way to fix it.
There's no way to repair a dead dog.
Breed/species: Wolf-dog
Pelt description: Thick, soft gray and silver fur. Multiple scars part the gorgeous pelt, making it less and less flawless as time goes on.
Eye color: Bright yellow. Have a way of terrifying just about anyone.
Build: Looks like a wolf, through and throug, though is considerably smaller compared to the massive size of a purebred wolf. Broad shoulders, thick fluffy tail and lean legs and body.
History: Xavier was a mistake from the moment they were born. Constant trouble to his poor single mother.
Scratch that, his mother wasn't poor at all.
She was a manipulative, abusive, harpy of a mother.
A down right dirty, cheating liar.
A wicked, cruel manipulator.
And unfortunately, Xai got her personality rather then his father's.
It was obvious Alley despised Xai.
They had their father's pelt. His father's terrifying yellow gaze that she never quite could look away from. The way Xai ate, careful and calculated like something was wrong with the food. The way Xai ran, lightning speed fast with a grace none of his siblings inherited. And even the way he spoke sounded every bit like their father, judgemental with a strange pronunciation of some words, more like human speech then dog.
And the pup had never even met their father.
Wolves forbid he ever did.
Alley couldn't bare to look at Xai. When she did, it was a scathing, fiery stare. Or a violent slash of claws across his cheek, or flank, or ribs.
Any area she could reach, really.
So, Xai did terrible things. Terrible things to try and make her proud.

...suicidal stunts.
Fights with just about every dog on the street, so often that close to every night they would come home, pelt soaked with blood.
And the poor thing never knew that in all his winnings, all his fighting, in all his desperate attempts to elicit some sort of pride from his mother, he was only drawing himself closer and closer to the edge of becoming his father. That was the last thing he wanted.
Until, one day, his eldest sister, a couple years older then him, broke it to him.
"Hey, Autumn, we need to talk." Daisy, another product of his mother's broken love, though far prettier then he was, turned to him.
"It's Xai. My name is Xai." They growled, sitting down. He was nursing a sprained paw, holding it above the ground.
"Right, Xavier." Daisy muttered, looking away from him uncomfortably. Xai's gaze narrowed, his muzzle lowering as he saw the same look in her eyes that he always saw in his mothers.
"What do you want, Daisy? Come to try and make amends for the hell you and Alley put me through? 'Oh, Xavier! I'm so, so sorry!'" Their voice went high pitched, and they tossed their self at Daisy's paws, rolling onto their back. "'Oh, Xavier, forgive me! Forgive me for abusing you your entire life!'"
"Shut up, Xai." Daisy snapped, backing away from him. "No. I want to help you."
Xai got to his paws, a strained, wheezing laugh escaping him. "You think I want your help?" He snorted, shaking his pelt. He took a step forward, easily looming over Daisy. "Well, guess what, princess? I don't want it."
Daisy regarded them carefully, looking up through narrowed green eyes. "Sit down, shut your muzzle and listen to me, pup."
Xai lunged at her, slamming her frail frame to the ground. He shoved her muzzle less then an inch away from hers, staring her dead in the eye. "Don't ever call me pup again." He snarled, claws sinking into her neatly groomed fur when she didn't answer. "Do you understand me?"
Daisy stared at him with a wavering gaze, before she gave a tense nod.
"Good," they snapped, releasing her. "Now speak."
Daisy got to her paws, lowering her head. "You need to stop doing these...stunts. Mom isn't proud. You're turning into Dad, and soon enough you're going to get yourself killed."

Xai's heart dropped to his paws.

"No. I am not my poor excuse for my father—"
"Oh, really? Suicidal stunts? Fighting dogs every single night? Thinking you're invincible? You aren't some sort of god those humans worship, Autumn, you're a dog. You're mortal. You need to stop."
"I am not mortal!" Xai lashed out, grabbing her by the scruff and tossing her across the alleyway like she was nothing but a rat. "And I'm not my father!" His voice bounced off the building's, echoing deafeningly loud. He slunk towards Daisy, glee racing through his veins when he saw the fear in her eyes, engrained in the dark green like a stark streetlight. She didn't move, or maybe she couldn't move. They didn't really care. He sank to his belly, getting nose to nose with the silent she-dog. "My name is Xavier. Alley and Asher are not my parents. I am not a pathetic mortal like you." They whispered, giving a wolfish grin.
"You're just like both of them." Daisy whispered, eyes half-lidded.
That was their breaking point. They straightened, slamming a massive paw down on Daisy's head, watching with satisfaction as she stilled beneath his paw, stilling. He didn't stay to see if she was dead or not. They didn't really care, they would never be seeing her pathetic face again.


They killed them all.

Daisy.
Alley.
Star.
Lake.

Until there was nothing left of his family to speak for. Alley was by far the most satisfactory, watching the life drain from her eyes, claws sinking into her throat. He had approached the husky mutt from behind, watching her eat a pitiful rat.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
Alley whipped around, fear radiating off her in thick waves. Her frantic gaze flickered over him repeatedly. "W-what? Tell you what?"
"Tell me that I was becoming him. Becoming you." Xavier tilted his head slowly, never once blinking or taking his eyes aware from his terrified mother. "Daisy told me. That I'm just as bad as him. And I'm as bad as you. Why did you ever tell me?"
"Oh...I—"
"You never cared. Did you?" They questioned her, their voice not wavering.
"Of course I cared about you, Autumn, I'm your mother..."
A twisted grin crossed Xai's face, his chest aching from the rage that boiled in his veins, eyes gleaming in the dark. A sickening laugh echoed around them, though it was just as hollow as the empty space around them. "My name is Xavier!"
"R-right! Xai...Xavier..." Alley corrected quickly, nodding abruptly. Her face was twisted, trepidation marked on every line, and in her eyes.
"And you're not my mother. A mother doesn't break her pup until there's nothing left, now does she?" He took one more step towards her, cornering her against the brick building.
"Xai...I'm sorry..."
"I'm sorry?!" Xai could've laughed from how stupid it sounded, but was far too baffled to do so. "'Xavi, I'm sorry for what I put you through. My words mean nothing because I'm a pathetic excuse of a mother, but I'm going to try and make things better even though it's too late.' Shut up, Alley. Your words don't mean anything to me." They snapped, lowering their head so it was on level with hers, staring into her eyes.
"I'm gonna kill you now." They whispered softly, watching gleefully as the fear crossed every line of Alley's face, twice as powerfully as before, wholly consuming her.
"Xai, please don't. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. If you kill me, you're going to be as bad as your father," she reminded him, her voice shaking.
"I don't really care, Momma." He told her, watching her face soften at the name. "Because if your dead, then I don't have to try and not be like him. I don't have to prove anything to anyone." His head tilted, and with precise and lighting speed, he had her at his paws, throat slashed open.
They watched as her blood poured over their paws, staining the gray fur. For a moment, he watched as she twitched, her eyes on him, until she stilled, her sightless eyes still on him. He tilted his head, only feeling slightly bad for what he did, closing her eyes with a paw. "Night, Momma." They whispered, turning away from her body and leaving.
The only sign that they had ever been there was the bloodied paw-prints they left on the cobblestone, they slowly faded until it was like they were never there.

After that, Xai wondered just about everywhere he could possibly go. Left, right, up, down, under, over and in between. Until they found their self on the edge of the Pacific Ocean, tasting the salty wind as it whipped at their pelt, chilling them to the bone. He really wasn't sure how he had gotten there, tripping over the rocky land, small creatures skittering out of his path, yet he was there, just trying to find his way.
Until he caught a strange scent.
Another dog.
"Oh, my wolves..."
Xai's head shot up, meeting the dark eyes of the she-dog before them. What an interesting sight to behold she was. A purebred Irish Setter, no doubt about it, even though she was clearly hardened by the wilderness. A pretty little thing, though peculiar.
"You're a wolf." She murmured, trembling in the legs, though she seemed more awed them shocked. "How?"
Xai snorted, shaking his pelt. "Nah. Not a wolf. Part wolf probably. But nowhere near full." They looked her up and down, and suddenly she shook herself, as if finding her barrings.
"What are you doing on Lupus territory?" She snarled, her dark eyes narrowing as she realized that Xai was indeed not a wolf. "Who are you?"
"Where's your manners, princess?" Xai settled on his haunches, clearly unfazed by her. "I am Xavier. And I believe I deserve a little more respect from a dog like you, don't you think? Who are you to treat me like that, anyway?"
"I am Ana of Lupus pack. You will answer my questions before I drive your sorry tail straight into that ocean, and you best hope the wolves spare you, because I won't." Ana straightened, staring them dead in the eye, like they weren't a massive dog that could crush her in seconds.
"Ana?" Xavier chocked on the name, grinning. "Sounds like a pathetic human name to me, don't you think? And what's this...Lupus you speak of? Sounds like something great and fierce. Surely a pretty thing like yourself couldn't be a part of that."
That didn't quite have the effect he had wanted. Ana only seemed to get angrier with him, her hacklesglaring. "You're coming with me. The Alpha will deal with you, put you in your place." She growled, herding him towards the forest. And they let her. It wasn't like it was going to hurt, right?
Well, it didn't. But it didn't quite go as expected, either.
The pack accepted Xavier into their ranks, quicker then expected. The dogs adored him, awed by his wolfish appearance. It only fueled the major godcomplex they developed, unbenounced by the pack.
Even so, as time went on, Xai became wholly and entirely infatuated with Ana. Everything about her he adored. Her grin that lit up her whole face. The way her dark green eyes sparkled in the sunlight. The way her pelt burned like a forest fire when the sun fell across it. She was the only one he never thought of hurting.
Though, as fate would have it, Ana did not share his same infatuation.
"Ana," they murmured, sitting beside her. It was a rare moment that their maniac highs were calmed, and they were quiet and gentle. "I need to tell you something."
Ana looked up from her prey, tilting her pretty face. "What's up?"
"Listen, I know you might not feel the same, but..." His claw traced a mark in the dirt, his gaze not meeting hers. "I think...I think I love you, Ana."
Ana's face fell, and along with it, Xai's heart. "Xaiver..." she lowered her head, looking off to the side guilty. "I'm sorry...I just...I don't feel that way about you, y'know? I...I like someone else. D-don't get me wrong, you're an amazing dog! I just...."
A familiar, twisted grin appeared on their face, though this time etched by pain. "No, Ana. It's fine. Really. It's fine. Don't worry about it."

Ana was found dead no more then two weeks later.

No trace of scent. No sign of much struggle. No fur caught between her bloodied paws. A flawless murder.
And Xavier never once got questioned about it. No one questions you when you express such dread over someone's death. No one questions it when there is nothing leading back to you.
After Ana, Xai didn't try to find anyone else. They were content with it, content with the constant state they fell into. They didn't need anyone.
Other dog's failed them.
And at this point, coming up with so many lies to what happened to them was becoming exhausting.
Pack: Lupus
Mate/Crush: None @pike this dangerous enough for you lol
Offspring: that's laughable
Parents: Alley and Asher
Siblings: Daisy, Star, Lake (all dead) and multiple other nameless half siblings scattered across the world
Song associated: Oh Ana— Mother Mother. Saint Bernard— Lincoln. No Wind Resistance!— Kinneret
Other: Oh, this poor soul ;-; also I cant tell you how ancient Xai and Ana are. They've gone through many phases but they're very very old characters and I think I've done something terrible by reviving Xai O-O
Username: @Cluckcluck1215
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Shootingstars
Oh wolves
Oh SIRIUS
Oh my PROCYON
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pike looks like a straight-up PEEP compared to him
can you even IMAGINE them together
I’m shivering. Violently. Also that might be partially due to my dead blood pressure dropping way too low beyond dead.

I gotta say, pretty sure Xai’s the most horrific masterpiece that any one of us have ever concocted. :th
I applaud.
Oh, how I applaud.


…also! Typhoon + Xai does not sound healthy! In the least! Which I’m looking forward to!


…also there has never been a more random comment but…anybody remember JEFF the doberman dorito god? @Frost bite88
Please don’t ask why I’m remembering him now.
 
Flufferes said:
i see fob and red jumpsuit apparatus 👁 👁
hhhHH i already went over how rad these are i still cannot EXPRESS how much i love your Pike drawings 😭
and NORTH
after all this time hes REVEALED
amazing as always sary
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look THOUGH IT MAY BE SURPRISING I AM MORE THAN MY MALL MUSIC GET IT THROUGH YOUR MAYONNAISE-THIN SKULL

thing is, he was always revealed
you just didn't know where to look
 

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