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[Draugur]

D R A U G U R
B I O G R A P H Y

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Q U I C K . S U M M A R Y

• FULL NAME: Draugur
  
  
• AGE: Eight years old (Immortal)
  
  
• BIRTH MONTH: November
  
  
• SEX: Male
  
  
• SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
  
  
• SPECIES: Albino Keiyou
  
  
• PACK/RANK: Outcast (Former High Chief of the Children of Hvítur Ári)
  
  
• MATE: Siren (presumably dead)
  
  
• FAMILY: Skyler (daughter)
  
  
• POWERS: Necromancy and Eternal Youth
  
  
• APPEARANCE: A small keiyou with healthy thick white fur and pale pink eyes and nose.
  
  
• PERSONALITY: Arrogant, sarcastic, sexist, quick-witted, vicious, can be thoughtful sometimes.
  
  
• STATUS: Alive

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H I S . S T O R Y

Apparently my daddy wanted perfection and I'm not it, so my mother just handed me over to her friends, expecting them to care for me. How screwed is that? So my foster mother died shortly after I was presented to them so my foster father had to care for me. A nice thought and I would appreciate it more if he didn't suffocate me with his over-protectiveness. I wasn't allowed to go anywhere alone for a long period and I was expected to report everything I did and saw to him. Eventually I cracked and ran off. Now that I think about, what was he like after that? Take in another pup to suffocate it with his daddy care, perhaps? Anyway, I wandered for two years, searching for any pack that would accept me, despite my "genetic disorder" as they put it. Well, it was a nice feeling to be rejected again and again just because they worried that you would pass on your sucky genes to pups. After being rejected yet again, I created my own pack as a "screw you" to those other packs. I founded my pack with only two other wolves: Reynard the keiyou and Siren the cael.

Reynard was a sleazy guy, often seen leering down at females, but it was his loyalty that caught me, and Siren... well, who wouldn't want her? She was a quiet girl who would look at me with immense admiration, as if I'm a real angel. Okay, with my white fur and massive wings, it's an easy mistake to make. Since I came up with the idea of making a pack, I got to be the leader and I was allowed to choose a mate. Obviously I chose Siren because Reynard didn't have the required parts to be my Queen.

Months had passed and my pack grew. Slowly but surely it was becoming one of the most well-known packs throughout the lands. Also my name was starting to go around as the leader of a big pack. It was an awesome time and I could rub it into the faces of those wolves who had rejected me. I felt as if I was the king of the world. It's a shame that I had screwed all of that up.

One day, a year after the Children's creation, Siren realised that I wasn't as badass as she'd initially thought, and started to reject me. By now, I'm sure you know how much I dislike being rejected, so I reacted badly. I shoved her to ground, hitting her head in the process, unaware of how much I had broken her. And then I forced myself on her, which was a dreadful mistake, not only because it resulted in having Skyler. A day later, she forgot it and went around doing things as normal and later I figured that she must have some kind of amnesia, which is likely resulted from her accident when she hit her head on ground. She got it so bad, that she kept forgetting that she was pregnant. Yes, pregnant. Who knows that after our first mating, she could be pregnant. Wow, talk about karma. They do bite you in the ass.

So when she gave birth to her kids, it was a terrifying time for her because she didn't remember her pregnancy. The litter consisted of four pups which were ugly, lizard-like hybrids. Three of them died and the only surviving pup was deformed; one of her wings was shrivelled up, and it was clear that she would never fly. I called her Skyler just for kicks. No, seriously that wasn't the only reason. I knew Skyler was going to be a constant reminder of what I've done to Siren, and I wanted to remind her of her disability in some way too. I'm sure as hell not going to be tortured by a pup.

Then a short time afterwards, I hooked up with Siren again while she was out of her mind. That ended with another litter (what the hell?) and all of them died. Their mother couldn't care for them and their father couldn't care less. Nature can be a bitch sometimes.

I was right. Skyler was a constant reminder and soon I got overwhelmed by guilt and regret so I left the pack temporarily. I just wanted to have a break from all of that soul-crashing guilt. It is one of the biggest mistakes I've ever made because when I got back I found the orange son of a bitch wearing my crown and his ass sitting on my throne. I fought him, demanding answers for his betrayal. Because I'm not an unfair wolf, I gave him a chance to defend himself. The bastard said that I'm dangerous to the pack. Why is that? Just because I practically killed my own children and is responsible of my mate's disappearance. Okay, that is true but, as far as I know, my actions had not affect other wolves in any way.

Of course, me being a weakling, I fled (but in my defence, there were hundreds of wolves waiting for Rey's command to attack me). I guess it would be easier for me if I stayed there, waiting to be killed. That way I would be spared from any more heavy guilt. Yet again, karma crept up to me and bit my backside by giving me eternal youth. Now I can suffer for ever. Sure, I can hook up with more females, lead another pack, and perhaps hurt Reynard, but they all are insignificant compared to the crushing guilt.

This is my punishment, and I don't intend to face it any time soon.

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R E L A T I O N S

• Siren: She used to be my mate. Then she ran away. It's a darn shame as she's a sweet piece of ass.
  
• Reynard: Also known as that bastard who stole my throne.
  
• Skyler: A deformed biological female offspring of mine.
  
• Naomi: The thieving bastard's innocent daughter I bumped into recently.
  
• Angel: That son of a bitch's another daughter. A ticket to humiliate the thief for one and all.
  
• Lupa: A nice feisty girl I met.
  
• Nagami: She seems like a weakling but then she's a pitiful lost girl.
  
• Kalylia: A little bouncing spitfire. Note: be wary of her claws and her affinity of riding keiyous.
  

[Tortoiseshell Silvia]

T O R T O I S E S H E L L
B I O G R A P H Y

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Q U I C K . S U M M A R Y

• FULL NAME: Tortoiseshell Silvia
  
  
• AGE: Three years old
  
  
• BIRTH MONTH: August
  
  
• SEX: Female
  
  
• SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
  
  
• SPECIES: Deaf Cael
  
  
• PACK/RANK: A member of the Travelling Circus
  
  
• MATE: None
  
  
• FAMILY: None
  
  
• POWERS: Mindbreaking
  
  
• APPEARANCE: A tiny silvery-green cael with striking silver eyes. Tor's underwater form includes two green turtle flippers instead of her front legs, and a long whale-like fluke with a diamond shape fin at the end instead of her hindquarters.
  
  
• PERSONALITY: Naive, fun, easily amused, stubborn, inexperienced, blunt.
  
  
• STATUS: Deceased

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H E R . S T O R Y

I can't remember who I was born to but I can remember the struggles I went through as a very young wolf. Somehow the odds were in my favour and I survived the tough first few months. An elderly cael took me in and cared for me for such a short time, showing me the world. And then he died. That was when I realised what death actually is. I like to think that there is something after death, not the dark 'nothingness' the dear cael had tried explaining to me. Of course I could not stay with him, because I was very vulnerable beside a corpse which could attract any scavengers. I left him with a heavy heart and wet eyes. He had cared for me when no one wanted to, albeit for such a short time. Though grouchy at times the cael was really sweet and loving. I like to think that he had seen me as his daughter.

Young, vulnerable and lonely, I went to the cove. It was the only place where I felt so protected. The shore is so stunningly beautiful and the sea is so wild and passionate. It is my true home. Nowhere else can ever match its natural beauty. For a year I lived there, strolling along the beach, playing with the rolling waves with my fins, and eating these oily fish. It was heaven. Then one day, I bumped into an erratic yagi who goes by the name 'Crow'. He is sweet and tender; he immediately reminds me of the brief father I had lost only a year ago. I can still remember the way he shook when a coconut fell from a tree and hit him on the head. I can still remember how warm and joyful he was and how we immediately hit it off. If only I knew then that was the beginning of my end. Meeting Crow is the first step towards my death.

We shared home and food. I gave him my friendship and he gave me his heart. It was the most blissful friendship I have. It was so simple and uncomplicated; I thought he wanted nothing from me except for my friendship. Then I met Nelio. Now he is a great example of what a cael should look like; strong, lean, and handsome. His quiet curiosity and gentleness had grabbed my heart, and it still belongs to him, even though it is unrequited. I immediately fell for his charm and he invited me to his cael circus. There I met his mate and some other caella. I can remember how sad I felt when I saw how graceful and soft Dreamith was. It was clear why Nelio had chosen her, and it did nothing to alleviates my jealous heart. But it didn't stop me from trying to get closer to Leo.

As I got closer to the handsome cael, my friendship with Crow was becoming more strained. If I knew what I know now, I would reassure Crow often, telling him not to worry. But I didn't. Eventually one day, the bond between me and Crow snapped and we slipped from each other's grasps. But I didn't care, I got Nelio. And the Circus finally got our first act at the Lake.

But when Nelio disappeared, presumably to train himself and to plan strategies with his best friend Tawny, I was lost. Of course, I went to Crow straight away, expecting him to greet me with open arms. But the reunion went nothing like I wanted, and we ended up more strained than ever after Crow declared his love for me. I was distraught as I only possessed platonic feelings for him. After that, I drifted from both Crow and Nelio, becoming more and more lost. Eventually I got sick and ran towards the beach: my home. Somehow Crow was there already. And he looked angry. I do wish I could do something differently, or to run away the moment I saw him, but I think if all this happened all over again, I would still do the same thing. He's my best friend, no, brother after all. We argued and said some things that shouldn't be said. Apparently I had riled Crow up so much that he decided to stab me in the chest with his ram horns. No. I know he didn't mean it, but it happened anyway. I looked up at him and said I meant nothing what I said, and that I do love him, but as a sibling. Then I died in the growing puddle of blood.

But, at least, I died at home, in the arms of my brother.

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R E L A T I O N S

• Crow: He and I had such a close friendship.
  
• Nelio: I was in love with him.
  
• Dreamith: I didn't like her. I'd rather her to vanish.
  
• Tawny: She seemed sweet but we didn't interact that much.
  
• Raynor: He seemed lovely and I wish I could get to know him better.
  

[Hawk Tharak]

H A W K
B I O G R A P H Y

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Q U I C K . S U M M A R Y

• FULL NAME: Hawk Tharak
  
  
• AGE: Four years old
  
  
• BIRTH MONTH: October
  
  
• SEX: Female
  
  
• SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
  
  
• SPECIES: Keiyou
  
  
• PACK/RANK: Eranthe of the Aurelian Enclave
  
  
• MATE: None
  
  
• FAMILY: None
  
  
• POWERS: None
  
  
• APPEARANCE: A slender dark and scarred keiyou with striking golden eyes. She has only one wing; on her right shoulder there is a ugly bald lump where her right wing used to be.
  
  
• PERSONALITY: Sharp-tongued, fearless, smart-arse, impatient, intelligent.
  
  
• STATUS: Alive

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H E R . S T O R Y

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R E L A T I O N S

• Alucio:
  
• Ahote:
  
• Kirai:
  

[Pan Fion (Red)]

R E D
B I O G R A P H Y

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Q U I C K . S U M M A R Y

• FULL NAME: Pan Fion
  
  
• AGE: Three years old
  
  
• BIRTH MONTH: December
  
  
• SEX: Male
  
  
• SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Asexual (biromantic)
  
  
• SPECIES: Venom Lupus
  
  
• PACK/RANK: Loner
  
  
• MATE: None
  
  
• FAMILY: None
  
  
• POWERS: None
  
  
• APPEARANCE: A tall, white lupus with some odd red markings under his eyes and all over his slender body.
  
  
• PERSONALITY: Cold, sharp, reserved, unsociable, realist, analytical, polite.
  
  
• STATUS: Alive

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H I S . S T O R Y

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R E L A T I O N S

• Hysteria:
  
• Keinvarii:
  
• Avani:
  
• Scorch:
  
• Charis:
  

[Ajax Sethos]

A J A X
B I O G R A P H Y

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Q U I C K . S U M M A R Y

• FULL NAME: Ajax Sethos
  
  
• AGE: A few decades old (undead)
  
  
• BIRTH MONTH: October
  
  
• SEX: Male
  
  
• SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Pansexual
  
  
• SPECIES: Mortui
  
  
• PACK/RANK: Enforcer of the Hellion Mafia
  
  
• MATE: None
  
  
• FAMILY: Thanatos (brother)
  
  
• POWERS: None
  
  
• APPEARANCE: A large rotting mortui with glowing red eyes and some purple markings all over his body.
  
  
• PERSONALITY: Sadistic, masochistic, cruel, coward, suicidal, unimaginative, careful.
  
  
• STATUS: Alive (sort of)

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H I S . S T O R Y

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R E L A T I O N S

• Thanatos:
  
• Thana:
  
• Inaba:
  
• Scorch:
  

[Ácélan Hákonsson]

Á C É L A N
B I O G R A P H Y

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• FULL NAME: Ácélan Hákonsson
  
  
• AGE: Four years old
  
  
• BIRTH MONTH: January
  
  
• SEX: Male
  
  
• SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Very heterosexual
  
  
• SPECIES: Ice Lupus
  
  
• PACK/RANK: King of the Centena Accord
  
  
• MATE: Keinvarii
  
  
• FAMILY: Aeslin and Aveza (daughters) and Vindict and Dyolain (sons)
  
  
• POWERS: Healing
  
  
• APPEARANCE: A large black lupus with striking ice blue eyes.
  
  
• PERSONALITY: Flirty, friendly, sly, quick-tempered, holds grudges, loyal, caring.
  
  
• STATUS: Alive

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H I S . S T O R Y

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R E L A T I O N S

• Keinvarii:
  
• Evelyn:
  
• Aeslin:
  
• Aveza:
  
• Vindict:
  
• Dyolain:
  

[Aveza]

A V E Z A
B I O G R A P H Y

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Q U I C K . S U M M A R Y

• FULL NAME: Aveza Hákonsson
  
  
• AGE: Under one year old
  
  
• BIRTH MONTH: May
  
  
• SEX: Female
  
  
• SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Not yet
  
  
• SPECIES: Young Lupus
  
  
• PACK/RANK: Heir of the Centena Accord
  
  
• MATE: None
  
  
• FAMILY: Keinvarii and Ácélan (parents)
  
  
• POWERS: None
  
  
• APPEARANCE: A massive teal coloured, with various shades of teal for markings, lupus with rich, deep blue eyes.
  
  
• PERSONALITY: Naughty, trickster, sarcastic, intelligent, quick-tempered, affectionate, overly-friendly.
  
  
• STATUS: Alive

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R E L A T I O N S

• Keinvarii:
  
• Ácélan:
  
• Aeslin:
  
• Vindict:
  
• Dyolain:
  
• Circus:
  

[Malaika]

M A L A I K A
B I O G R A P H Y

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• FULL NAME: Malaika
  
  
• AGE: Under one year old
  
  
• BIRTH MONTH: May
  
  
• SEX: Female
  
  
• SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Not yet
  
  
• SPECIES: Blind Keiyou
  
  
• PACK/RANK: Pup of the Children of Hvítur Ári
  
  
• MATE: None
  
  
• FAMILY: Reynard and Satinka (parents), and Kyita, Blasien, Loca Jaci, and Halycoln (siblings), and Angel, Alla, and Naomi (half-sisters), and Altan and Nocht (adopted brothers)
  
  
• POWERS: None
  
  
• APPEARANCE: A lanky orange keiyou with medium sized black wings and rich blue eyes.
  
  
• PERSONALITY: Shy, careful, soft-hearted, quiet-spoken, reserved, kind.
  
  
• STATUS: Alive

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