Name: Alcarié
Age: Adult
Gender: Male
Appearance:  He is a some-what large wolf, yet due to his unusual skinniness he looks smaller then he actually is. His fur is dark grey, almost black with a thin tail instead of the usual plumes supported by most wolves. His eyes are a odd yellow with green flecks towards his iris's and a red rim around the outsides of his eyes, as if he's not slept in a while. The most noticeable feature on him are the scars around his face and shoulders. All of them are a deep red, though not puffy, making them look as new as the day they were formed. Two run from the bottom of his right eyes down a few inches, and another creates a 'X' pattern on his right cheek. Other smaller ones decorate his muzzle and both ears are ripped in many places.
Rank: Shaman 
Personality: He is normally a very quiet, quaint wolf, preferring to be left to his own doings and thoughts. He is friendly most of the time to just about any wolf and does not mind to sit and have a nice conversation. But a quick warning, do not let any pup near him, and he can be a bit snappish if asked about his scars.  But on occasion, when he is stressed or there is a lot of blood the insane side of him tends to show. When like this he hardly recognizes his alpha or friends, seeing them as enemies of his past. He also sees things that are not really there, talking to someone or something as if it was his oldest friend yet nothing is really there. When likes this and he knows something is wrong he tends to run, to get away from everything and everyone.
History: Alcarié was not born to this pack, but rather a pack from from here to a beta female. Some things he'd rather not talk about (and have little use to this RP) happened and all were either killed or became loners. He was one who became a loner after watching his sister and mother slaughtered when he was no more then a pup. He was forced to grow up on his own, travelling always until he was a young adult, seeing things a young wolf should not and even having to take actions he is not proud of, such as taking others wolves lives. The reason he hates to be around pups is because at one point he was so hungry, and at this point insane, he came upon a unguarded litter, and well you can guess the rest. He also found his mate, a alpha's pup from a pack and allowed her to journey with him. She was later killed, and he feels it's his fault.After being found almost dead by the pack, he became one of them. Because of his lost mind, and the fact that he'd seen many customs, learned many things on his journey, and tendency to see things no really there he became shaman of the pack. 
S.O: Straight
Crush/Mate: His mate is deceased, so he might choose another
Other: Nope

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Name: Luoke 
Age: Adult
Gender: Male
Appearance: Luoke is a larger wolf, long legs that are thick with muscle and broad shoulders make him look powerful. His paws are large with short blunt black claws and his tail is short but fluffy. His fur is a light grey, looking almost silver in the light with a slight blue sheen on the white spots that decorate his upper shoulders. He has a black dorsal stripe running down to the tip of his tail, which is solid black. His front right paw is white up to his knee, and his back left paw is white up to his ankle. He has a white bib as well. On his face he has a white spot between his eyes that runs in a thin line down to his black nose. The inside fur of his ears are white and the tip of them are black. Luoke's eyes are a bright green with a yellow rim around his iris's. 
Rank: Fighter
Personality: He is a fairly easy going wolf, laid back and gentle most of the time. He enjoys being around friends and just chatting with his pack mates. But if the times call for it, he can be quiet and cold, not afraid to shred anyone who steps into his path. If you threaten his pack mates though you will probably find yourself in a ditch dead the next day with Luoke laughing above your carc*censored*. His loyalty knows no bounds. He will die proudly for what he cares about, and is not afraid to speak his mind. Luoke though is not fond of loners or rouges, glaring at them most of the time and ignoring them if his pack mates take a liking to him. Thus the reason he stays away from Alcarié who he does not trust. 
History: Nothing really of importance. He was born in the pack along with his little sister, Ratha. They grew up close and he hardly ever left her side in fear of losing her. They had gone hunting one day and he went off to find a rabbit that had evaded him when Ratha screamed eerily. By the time he found her, she was already on deaths bed, only living long enough to tell him not to blame himself and that she loved him. He never found the loners that did it, thus the reason he does not trust loners or rouges. Nothing else if of importance.
S.O: Straight
Crush/Mate: Open
Other: Nope