Falling Worlds - Exile's Pack

[QUOTE="Pride&Perfection]Oh I know. I'm in the middle of making my character. Thanks though.

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Ok, can't wait to see it :)


Fire Of Hearts is the one that needs to accept you though.
 
Name:


Kovua


Nickname or title:


new comer


Age:


young adult


Gender:


Fae


Crush:


*open*


Mate:


no


Pups:


no


Personality:


Kovua's primary mode of living is focused internally, where she takes things in primarily via her intuition. Her secondary mode is external, where she deals with things rationally and logically. Kovua lives in the world of ideas and strategic planning. She values intelligence, knowledge, and competence, and typically has high standards in these regards, which she continuously strives to fulfil. To a somewhat lesser extent, she has similar expectations of others. With Introverted Intuition dominating her personality, Kovua focus' her energy on observing the world, and generating ideas and possibilities. Her mind constantly gathers information and makes associations about it. She is tremendously insightful and usually is very quick to understand new ideas. However, her primary interest is not understanding a concept, but rather applying that concept in a useful way. Kovua is driven to come to conclusions about ideas. Her needs for closure and organization usually requires that she takes some action. K0vua's tremendous value and need for systems and organization, combined with her natural insight, makes her exceptionally smart. It is not easy for Kovua to express her internal images, insights, and abstractions however. The internal form of Kovua's thoughts and concepts is highly individualized, and is not readily translatable into a form that others will understand. Over the years ofher life Kovua has come to her own conclusion that any who possess wit over brawn will succeed in life, no matter the set backs no matter the challenges. She finds herself blessed to have both of these things, so in respect she refuses to be cocky by nature, she has become so busy with the task of expanding herself and her knowledge that she has almost become emotionless to others, only wanting their thoughts and opinions and not letting her deep feelings get involved in the mess of it. Kovua is an odd character within herself, not running nor accepting herself fully, not loving nor hating, she simply embraces each moment and lives day to day, learning and experiencing all that she can for the time being.


Power:


Kovua's skill is not one that is very quickly noticed. Hints of it may be picked up here and there, but definitely not right away. She has the "power" of, manipulation. Manipulation flows through her words, she strongly believes in conversation. Expertly forming her words so that they relate to each and every individual she talks to. Speaking as though she has repeated every sentence that spills from her lips over a million times.


She can be quite the interesting conversationalist, if you get on a topic that interests her. Kovua loves to argue her point, and rarely backs down if she is questioned. This is the only time you can see her skill in action.


Her manipulation is a type of social influence that aims to change the perception or behaviour of others through underhanded, deception. She has the ability to create, alter, manipulate, remove, change, the supernatural energies in all beings, including herself, thus allowing every variation of superpowers manipulative abilities.


History:


She was a loner for some time, only recently did she come upon this pack. Thank goodness she did. The world she lives in is a terrifying place, and she was unable to hold on my longer. Being attack by other species, almost killed multiple times. She comes to the pack wounded and half alive. Her old pack was killed completely. She was the only one surviving. She had a brother and sister who were killed by the large birds of prey right before her. She is hoping to start fresh.


Rank:


(What is open?)


Picture or description:


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Detail:


Honey golden fur, smaller and size.


Eyes color:


Crystal blue


Scars or marks:


across her flank


lacing her legs


nick in her ear


Other:
 
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Name:


Dante


Title:


Everlasting Alpha / Enduring Warrior


Age:


Young Male


Gender:


Male


Crush:


Exile


Mate:


None; Possibly Looking


Pups:


None


History:


In order to fully understand his history you must first know the history of his pack...


Long ago a merciless wolf by the name of Derag settled down in a city that was now in ruins. He and his mate, Ersa, claimed the city as their own. They began a pack, one so ruthless that even the eagles feared them. Derag only allowed the worst of his kind to join the pack, for he needed only the strongest, and to him strong was evil. They became known as the Malevolent Pack of Destruction (MPD). Derag and Ersa led the pack with such cruelty and evil that there very names were banned from the ancient wolven language. They spread their evil rule throughout the wolf land, corrupting the natural ways of wolves. Soon a war broke out, between the evil and the good. It lasted until the day Derag and Ersa were killed. That was when the good was able to take back control of the land. Unfortunately there was one survivor of the MPD; The son the Alphas themselves, Callous. What happened to him no one knows, but they say the he began a pack of his own, one that may not have been as ruthless as his fathers, but just the same it was another evil pack. One that went unknown for years…


This is where Dante comes in…


For years and years the pack flourished in secret, even after Callous’ rule. Alpha after Alpha, the pack lived on, feeding off of the fear of those who still believed that they were around. Till this day they still survive, lurking in the shadows, killing off the wolves of the good side, one by one, without ever leaving a trace of their existence. Generations after their first alpha Derag, came Dante, his great grandson. Dante was chosen out of his entire generation for his cruelty to his pack members. After the previous Alpha, Armageddon, died, Dante was immediately put into power. He was a cold blood killer with a thirst of blood. With the power he had, Dante ordered his pack to begin attacking the camps of other wolves. They did as he said, and their number of murders rose explicitly. Innocent pups and elders were killed brutally under his rule. Soon the good side became suspicious and the pack had to cut their kills in half. Then they would start up again, killing twice as many as before. Often Dante was a part of the raids. He would lead the pack into the camp of the other pack and then they would attack. Dante killed and murdered so many innocent wolves that he lost count. He would rip out their throats, behead them, and pull of their appendages…just for the fun of it. Other evil packs had begun to arise. He remembered hearing a specific wolf, a female, that had killed and murdered the most in her pack; Exile. But he soon forgot about her. The pack thought of him as a hero for avenging the death of his great grandfather Derag. He was the cruelest leader they had had in centuries. Then…he started to change. It all started during a raid. He was leading the pack into the camp of another, just like any other time. They attacked mercilessly, killing any and all of the wolves in the camp. Dante had just killed off a guard that was protecting the Alpha’s den. Then he walked inside, prepared to face off with the leader. But he was shocked to find out that the Alpha was actually a female with pups. He attacked her and fought slowly so that she would feel the most pain before she died. Then he broke her neck, but before he did she whispered something, something that sent shivers down his spine, something that till this day he doesn't dare to repeat. Not pausing to think about it, Dante murdered the puppies. His muzzle was drenched with life blood when he walked out of the den. The pack cheered, but he didn't celebrate. No. He was still fixed on what the Alpha had said to him. After that he wouldn't join his pack in their raids. The grief of killing so many was suddenly beginning to overwhelm him. Dante would often spend days on end, locked away in his den. The murder rate dropped quickly and his pack was beginning to become agitated. They soon realized what had become of their Alpha, and ran him off. He fought hard against his pack but they were much too strong for him alone to take. So he ran... He ran and ran and ran till his paws were bleeding and legs gave out. When they did he just lay there, too grief stricken to do anything about it. Dante was prepared to die, but she wasn't about to let that happen. When he had fallen, she had caught him, his guardian angel as he liked to call her. Never has he revealed who it was that saved his life, but if you really think about I’m sure you can figure it out.


Present Day…


After he recovered from the battle and was well enough Dante went in search of a pack. As he was searching he remembered something. He remembered the female, Exile, and how she had been a cruel, malevolent murder, but she had run away and began her own pack. One that was the exact opposite of her previous one. If he could just find her then maybe, maybe he could start over too. And start over he has. Dante did find her, and for the past month he has been watching the pack closely, being careful not to leave a trace of his existence. Though he was no longer evil as he once was, he still has the skills of the warrior he is. Anyways, he watched them closely and it took him a while but he finally decided to reveal his presence. Dante decided that if she could do it than so could he.


(That’s how I’ll join in. He’ll reveal himself to Exile and her pack. Is it okay?)


Personality:


Three words; Cocky, Courageous, and Cunning. Though at first he may seem like an arrogant flirt, Dante is very loving and kind. He's the kind of guy that's always there to protect you, always there if you need friend. Dante was taught to be respectful and considerate of those around him, while at the same time not letting anyone walk all over him. His voice is never one that's outspoken, for others enjoy listening to his ideas, opinions, and stories. He has a way with words that not many others have. Dante seems to know exactly what to say to encourage you, and exactly what to say in order to make you feel horrible. In the toughest situations he always has a plan and no matter what he doesn't give up. Instead he pushes and pushes until everyone is safe, or until he's reached his goal. Dante lives by a set of morals that he expects himself to live up to. One; He expects himself to protect the ones he cares about even at the cost of his life. Two; Never murder or harm mercilessly. And Three; To fear and never conquer is to be a Wimp, but to fear and overcome is to be Hero. Those moral standards are three of the oldest rules in the book. Ones that his father stood by and so shall he. Overall he's the kind of guy that you want as a friend, but never as an enemy. Here I quote one of his famous lines, "To know me and like me is to be my friend, but to know me and hate me is to be as good as dead." However, Dante isn't all you might think he is. The good guy that everyone knows was not always the good guy he is. He's got a past just like everyone else, and like some, he has secrets. Secrets that he hopes are never discovered. A past that he hopes never comes to occur again. And enemies that he hopes never return...


Physical Profile:


At the shoulder Dante stands at about 5 1/2 feet tall, which is a little bit larger than the average male. He has a very strong muscular build. The muscles in his legs and upper body are not only very noticeable but also extremely powerful. Over all his body composure is very brawn. Dante's fur isn't short but then again it's not long either. It is more in the middle; long enough to where it blows in the wind, but short enough to where it's rather hard for him to get stuck in briars. As for pigment, he has a cinnamon brown fur color. A darker brown strip of fur runs up his back and to his ears. The same brown outlines his eyes and runs down to the very edge of his mouth. His eyes are a magnificent color of blue. They sparkle even on the darkest of nights. Dante carries himself in a way that makes him seem confident and very powerful. He's the ideal role model; Handsome, Brawn, and Confident.


Power:


An Affinity for Shadows: An uncommon ability, usually found only in the darkest of wolves. He first discovered his ability when he was a pup and it has proved useful since then. When he was run from his pack his power played a big part in escaping alive. Basically he can control the shadows, whether it is to conceal himself or another being, or to use it in offense.


Rank:


Unknown/Undecided


Scars or Marks:


Battle Scars all over his body from raids and fights...


Appearance:


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Name:


Sidkah


Nickname or title:


no


Age:


teen


Gender:


Brute


Crush:


hmmm


Mate:


no


Pups:


no


Personality:


Assertive and outspoken - his is driven to lead. Excellent ability to understand difficult organizational problems and create solid solutions. Intelligent and well-informed, he usually excels at public speaking. He values knowledge and competence, and usually have little patience with inefficiency or disorganization. Can be seductive. Sidkah is a natural born leader. He lives in a world of possibilities where he can see all sorts challenges to be surmounted, and he wants to be the ones responsible for surmounting them. He has a drive for leadership, which is well-served by his quickness to grasp complexities, his ability to absorb a large amount of impersonal information, and his quick and decisive judgements. He is a "take charge" kind of person. Sidkah is very career-focused, and fits into the harsh world quite naturally. He is constantly scanning his environment for potential problems which he can turn into solutions. He generally sees things from a long-range perspective, and is usually successful at identifying plans to turn problems around. Sidkah is usually successful in the business world, because he is so driven by leadership. He tireless in his efforts on the job, and driven to visualize where an organization is headed. For these reasons, he is a natural leader. There is not much room for error in the world of Sidkah. He dislikes to see mistakes repeated, and has no patience with inefficiency. He may become quite harsh when his patience is tried in these respects, because he is not naturally tuned in to people's feelings, and more than likely doesn't believe that he should tailor his judgements in consideration for people's feelings. Sidkah has difficulty seeing things from outside his own perspective. Unlike other people, Sidkah naturally has little patience with people who do not see things the same way as the him. Sidkah needs to consciously work on recognizing the value of other people's opinions, as well as the value of being sensitive towards people's feelings. In the absence of this awareness, will be a forceful, intimidating and an overbearing individual. In his personal world, it can make some him overbearing as a mate or parent. Sidkah has a tremendous amount of personal power and presence which will work for him as a force towards achieving his goals. However, this personal power is also an agent of alienation and self-aggrandizement, which he will do well to avoid. Sidkah is a very forceful, decisive individual. He makes decisions quickly, and is quick to verbalize his opinions and decisions to the rest of the world. Sidkah may make decisions too hastily, without understanding all of the issues and possible solutions. On the other hand, Sidkah may have difficulty applying logic to his insights, and may often make poor decisions. In that case, he may have brilliant ideas and insight into situations, but he may have little skill at determining how to. His actions may be inconsistent. He may become dictatorial and abrasive - intrusively giving orders and direction without a sound reason for doing so, and without consideration for the people involved. Although Sidkah is not naturally tuned into other people's feelings, he frequently has very strong sentimental streaks. Often these sentiments are very powerful to him, although he will likely hide it from general knowledge, believing the feelings to be a weakness. Because the world of feelings and values is not where Sidkah naturally functions, he may sometimes make value judgements and hold onto submerged emotions which are ill-founded, and will cause him problems - sometimes rather serious problems. Sidkah loves to interact with people. As an Extrovert, he is energized and stimulated primarily externally. There's nothing more enjoyable and satisfying to Sidkah than having a lively, challenging conversation. He especially respects people who are able to stand up to him, and argue persuasively for their point of view. There aren't too many people who will do so, however, because Sidkah is a very forceful and dynamic presence who has a tremendous amount of self-confidence and excellent verbal communication skills. Even the most confident individuals may experience moments of self-doubt when debating a point with him. He is likely to place much emphasis on his pups being well-educated and structured, to desire a congenial and devoted relationship with his mating-season mate. At home, Sidkah needs to be in charge as much as he does in his career. Sidkah is likely best paired with someone who has a strong self-image, who is also a Thinking type. Because Sidkah is primarily focused on his jobs, he may have a problem with being constantly absent from home, physically or mentally. Sidkah has many gifts which make it possible for him to have a great deal of personal power, if he doesn't forget to remain balanced in his life. He is assertive, innovative, long-range thinker with an excellent ability to translate theories and possibilities into solid plans of action. Sidkah is usually tremendously forceful personalities, and has the tools to accomplish whatever goals he sets out for.


History:


He was pack born, though both of his parents have passed away. His mother died having him, and his father died in a hunting incident.


Power:


Can cause others to believe they are in pain through eye contact.


Rank:


(What is open?)


Picture or description:


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Detail:


Well muscled male with thick black fur.


Eyes color:


Dark amber, though can sometimes look more yellow in the sunlight


Scars or marks:


Scars on his left shoulder


And one claw mark across the bridge of his muzzle


Other:
 
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Shadow's younger brother also decided to join :)


Name: Spike


Nickname or title: The Spikey Soldier


Age: Teen


Gender: Male


Crush: -


Mate: -


Pups: -


Profile: I was born 3rd in a litter of four. My father died when I was young and I was raised by my mother and my older brother Shadow. Shadow became the Alpha of the pack as my father passed away, I always wanted to be like him, but I never got the chance to do so since Shadow had to flee from the pack after a fight with our uncle.


I was very angry at what my uncle had done, but I was way too young to do anything that could change something. Almost a year after Shadow left the pack, my mother passed away. My older brother was promoted to Beta and grew closer with my uncle, which I hated since I loved my brother but hated my uncle, so I decided to leave the pack. Since then I have been looking for a new pack.


Spike is a very strong and young wolf. He likes to fight, but hates to kill. He has never killed anyone before but definitely has the power to do so. Spike is also a fan of training younger pack members to become great fighters.


Unlike is brother Shadow, Spike is smaller than average, but this makes him difficult to notice. Especially in combination with his knowledge on how to stay invisible for his enemies. With great senses running in the family, he prefers to be either a Guard or Trainer in any pack.


Spike is always happy and energetic and will listen to any orders given by pack members higher in rank. However, sometimes he tries to find a better way to do things that don't work out really well most of the time.


Power: Spike has exactly the opposite power that his brother Shadow has.


You shouldn't make Spike mad, especially not anywhere near water or when it's raining.


With his power, named 'Ice eyes' he can change all water near him into ice. Even the drops of water in an enemy's fur will freeze and stun his enemy.


Spike can only do this if his eyes have turned blue instead of their regular orange colour. He only needs to concentrate on what he wants to freeze, he can choose to freeze everything but himself and his allies or just one wolf.


But, as long as Spike is concentrating he is very vulnerable for any enemy attacks. Spike will not use this power quickly, and it's useless in hot weather, but if you have been frozen by him you can be very sure of losing that fight.


Rank: Spike will not really have a rank when he joins the story, he'll bump into Morgan and Draco and join later when he meets Exile, Shadow and the rest of the pack.


Picture or description:
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Detail: Spike is a black and white coloured wolf, he's completely blacked except for some fur around his mouth, his complete belly and he has white 'spikes' in his black tail. This gave him his name.


Eyes color: Orange/yellow


Scars or marks: None, he's a careful fighter.


Other: Spike has extremely sharp claws and teeth, together with his power and his strength it makes him a true fighting machine.
 
Name: Smellerbee


Nickname or title: 'Bee


Age: Three years


Gender: Female


Crush: N/A


Mate: N/A


Pups: None


Profile: (History, personality, and physical status. Look at my characters for example)


History: Smellerbee was the runt out of the litter. Her parents were alphas and looked down upon her for this. Though, while her father shunned her, her mother continued to pay her mind and feed her in secret. Her sisters did not tap into their ability yet, so while their father took them off to practice, Smellerbee's mother helped her hone her's. She was such a young pup when discovered her ability and was fearful of what she could do. Her mother thought her not only how to harness her ability, but how to believe in herself. They rained tirelessly for a year. When her and her siblings became one, it was time to challenge their father for rank as alpha. Smellerbee believed she had this in the bag, after all the training she had accomplished. But her eldest sister was for sure a dark horse. Quiet and reserved, she wowed the pack when she challenged their father with her ice ability. She beat him and her sister. Unsure of herself, Smellerbee left, turning into a rogue. She could not bear to be with them any longer, fearing they would only out power her. She no longer believed in herself. She used to live along the shore line of a beach that is the outskirts of a forest. She had devised a make-shift home in a rickety sail boat. She is now searching for a new pack.


Personality: Quiet and reserved, Smellerbee generally only speaks when spoken to. She is sensitive and takes to heart what others say and do. Timid around strangers, but no longer quiet when others have wronged her.


Physical: Petite, slim frame.


Power: A sort of telekinesis. She moves objects but not living things. When the moon is full, she can conjure up the ability to bend blood with her telekinetic powers. When this ability comes about, she will be unaware she is using it. She will be extremely tired after doing so.


Rank: Omega is fine with me.


Picture or description:
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Eyes color: Sea foam green[L] and deep blue[R].


Scars or marks:


Other:
 
Name: Kard


Nickname or title: Sir. Not Kar, or he'll break your neck. The Darkness Tank. Mister Kard. Dark Knight.


Age: Adult.


Gender: Male.


Crush: None for now.


Mate: None.


Pups: None.


Profile: Not in this pack. Not in this area. I came from a litter two Exile wolves, before all turned like this... I don't know what happened, but before, I had a relatively good childhood, playing around with my siblings, hunting. Even when I was a kid, I was a huge pup, my mother was quite surprised. I did think that I was the golden child back then, and that made some of my kin jealous. Of course, I was oblivious about what had happened, and the tensions between my parents and the other packs, that they called "Outside". I do think about it sometimes, but I let it slip my mind.


That is when SouthWest came to my ears. I had no idea that the place I was living in was dangerous. I thought the tigers there were friendly and wanted to play, even when they gave me a gash in my leg. How much of a fool I was back then... Knowing my foolish self, my parents trained me. Hard. They trained me until I could no longer walk. They thought me until I would've fainted. They made me push rocks until I could no longer see clearly, blinded by sweat and tears. Those harsh times may had have their toll on the young me, making me at the least cynical, but it prepared me. The fragile peacefulness was almost always suddenly broken by attacks. Eagles, roughly my size, swooped down to pick us up and perhaps devour us. Again, and again, the peace was broken.


That is until, they caught them off guard. Coyotes ate my parents, pieces by pieces, in front of my eyes, as I couldn't do anything. My siblings were plucked up one by one until none was left. I was the only one that was lived to see the day.


No pack has power on me. I respect their presence, if they respect mine. If not, I will destroy them and kill them, like I did to the coyotes.


Kard is a silent, serious, cynical and powerful wolf. Feared as his reputation precedes him, he dislikes causing trouble for nothing, and when he does, it becomes a 5-on-1, with him winning the battle. Because of his training, he can resist a high threshold of pain and extreme conditions. He has great knowledge when it comes to battle and his surroundings. He has a sense of pride, and will commit to his life rules. Even though he is serious, he will be quite playful with pups, which is odd. He values honour greatly, and will not bow down to any wolf, unless he owes them something. He is quite strict.


Power: He has super strength. That combined with his massive stature is a deadly combination.


Rank: Rouge. Lone wolf.


Picture or description:


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Detail: Under his fur, he is muscular as hell. He is much taller and bulkier than the other wolves.


Eyes color: Like in the picture. A very light blue that glows in the dark.


Scars or marks: He has a scar on his left front leg, that runs up to his shoulder. A few scars on his neck and cheeks. A bit of his ear has been bitten off in one of his combats.


Other: Even if he is considered as a giant, and other wolves might think of him as slow, he is usually quite fast.
 
Name: Noran


Nickname or title: the striker


Age: Young adult


Gender: male


Crush: none


Mate: none


Pups: none


Profile: He was a wolf born of a different pack, one about two or three territories away. However, he challenged the alpha for supremacy, and lost by a hair breadth, so the alpha immediately cast him out, in case he one day bested him.


He likes Exile's territory, because it was one of the first he found a good hunting spot in, one of the ones used little by Exile's pack, so he survived quite well there. he was, inevitably, found however, so now he roams a bit more, although he still likes to go there to get his meals.


He is quite cocky, and very aggressive, like many wolves, and hates anyone in Exile's pack. He does occasionally have daydreams about going back to his old pack, and besting the alpha, but he likes it too much here, and has ideas of possibly becoming the alpha male of Exile's pack, one day maybe.


Power: he can go completely invisible and undetectable, including having no tracks, sound, or smell for anyone to go by, only touch can reveal him.


Rank: rogue


Picture or description: very white fur, with a few grey bits down his sides. He's very heavily built, more than many males are.


Eye colour: red irises.


Scars or marks: one on the back of his neck, the one that lost him the battle with his old alpha.
 
Nice, thanks! I'm glad to find a kindred spirit who likes FMA :D  
So where can I jump in?
 
(Brotherhood in my opinion was better, but seeing both you could really understand more I think. Brotherhood kind of left why ed and al's father had to leave in a gray area while the original had it explained better. Also the original had a few episodes that were referred to in brotherhood. I think it's good to watch both and get alternate universe kind of vibe. That way you can pick and choose which ending you like better. xD ) 
@The J Everyone is a bit busy, you can jump in with the large group of wolves dealing with a few rouges like your character, Or I can send out one of my exiled wolves to be hunting in Exile's territory (Probably Reaper or Draco) If you wish to meet the exiled wolves tell me and I will make a post for you
 
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