Mountain-Breeze

Name: Kitty

Nickname: Kitty

Age: 4 years old

Gender: Female

Rank: Decided by the alpha

Rank wanted: Fighter

Crush: Pfft

Mate: She had one, when she was in the lab and swore she would never love again.

Pups: In total she had 14 pups, in two litters. She will probably never have more.

History(optional): She was born to Devistations Alienation and Devistations Darkness, two wolves captured for breeding and experiments. She was born in a cold, wire cage and was chosen by her mother to be one of the two survivors. Her mother killed the other three, leaving just her and her sister Dreamer. Her mother was tortured before she was killed for killing her pups and that scarred Kitty as her and her sister were forced to watch. Over a long year she was experimented on, had her claws removed and replaced with sharp metal ones. Her teeth were removed and replaced with exact replicas made of metal. They sharpened her canines to a sharp point and for months she slices her tongue open until she got used to them and her tongue toughened up. She became unstoppable, with the drugs they pumped her with. And one day her and her sister had had enough and attacked, killing their torturers and escaping into the wild. They are much weaker now, normal wolf strength because they arent pumped full of steroids. But they still have their metsl claws and metal teeth. Kitty enjoys the kill, and the fight, and loves to hunt down helpless pray, it brings her joy to watch others suffer like she had.

Password: Beyond Redemption

Looks:

(will be making my male in a few)

Name: Ronazz

Nickname: Arrow (Ronazz means arrow in Dovah)

Age: 2 Years Old

Gender: male

Rank: Up to Ally 

Rank wanted: Hunter

Crush: Oh, you would wish

Mate: She was taken moons ago by two legged monsters from the south.

Pups: We had none, but I had wanted a family

History(optional): When I was little I was born into a smaller pack. Just starting out. Mum and Father were Alpha and my sister and I were always up to no good. In this pack, you didnt get your name until your natural skill shown. Father took me hunting with him one day to watch. I was about 8 moons. I watched him as a smaller, baby deer lurked in the shadows of her herd. Father scolded me as I was not supposed to kill the young and healthy, but praised me because I had hunted with no problem. Mum was never impressed with my hunting, and tended to adore my sisters fighting skills. I had my parental bond ripped away. I was named Ronazz, which means "Arrow." I was fast and deadly. At 12 moons I left the pack and went looking for a mate. I was successful. Yet, as everything else, she was ripped away from me. Angry two legged monsters stole her in the night, and I was too far away, hunting to get back in time to stop them. I've been wandering ever since.

Password: Beyond Redemption

Looks: 

Name: Tahrovin

Nickname: Chaos

Age: 2 years

Gender: Female

Rank: Up to Ally

Rank wanted: Fighter

Crush: He thought he was invincible.

Mate: Not a chance. He was the one, and he decided to leave.

Pups: ...

History(optional): I was exiled after my brother left. I was favored by mother and father for my fighting skills. I got my name before my brother did. I was showing my skill as young as 5 months so mother started training me. My name means Chaos. Our pack got into a bad disput between a rival neighbor and I decided to take them on by myself. 4 out of the 7 survived and fled. I came back to tell father and mother, but I was only met with scolding. They told me that's not how the pack deals with rivals. I've been searching for my brother and somewhere where I can show my skill without scolding.

Password: Beyond Redemption

 Looks:

Calla

She sighed slightly. "I don't want to say I hope something happens because for something to happen, wolves would have to die, but I don't know what to do with myself when there is no war to fight" She looked up at the brute infront of her, he knew his place, and he had a purpose regardless if there was peace in the pack

calla

She smirked "Ok, but don't cry to me when you get your ass ripped off" She snarled playfully, but her enormous razor sharp fangs were enough to send lesser wolves whimpering away. She stalked around him, watching his every breath, relentlessly searching for the weak spot where she would be able to get a devastating blow to. Within a split second she found her mark and launched to his right flank taking a chunk into her mouth and clamping down, not enough to damage, but enough to hurt, she brought him to the ground before she let go "How that?" She barked, watching him, waiting for his next attack and planning hers.