Storm Application

Name::

Storm

Age::

28

Gender::

Male

Rank::

Alpha

Family::

Chase- Brother
Aurora-Mother-Deceased
Stark-Father-Deceased

Strength of The Calling::



Personality::

He never speaks much and is always observing something, looking for ways to keep his pack safe, and keep his position safe as well. Although he keeps to himself nearly at all times he's very protective of every last pup that is in his pack and will give his life for any one of them. He never snarls or growls in front of a pup, even when its not to them and keeps his cool around them, as to not unintentionally raise them in anger, and to show them not everything has to end in tooth and claw. When not patrolling or hunting alone he can be found in his camp either watching from afar or laying down watching and letting the pups play and climb all over him with gentle eyes and maybe even a soft smile or two.

Bio::

|Pup| Excited trills, anxious whimpers, happy barks. It was too much for the pup. He scrunched up his faced and clumsily scooted himself to ace away from the noise. It was too loud, all he wanted was peace and quiet! What's this? Two voices sound familiar? The gruffer one, what's the gruffer one saying? " Come on! Stop it! It's not like I myself chose the pelt colors!" he laughed. A softer voice... too soft to hear! The pup followed the voice as best as possible, unintentionally letting out a irritated whine. " Alright Alright Everyone! But Admit it Stark, it's as if you spit on the ground and there he is! It's a shame-" the softer voice stopped? Why? No! Don't stop! It's soothing and comforting in my surroundings of uncertainty! Wait! Where's the ground!? Where'd it go! H-help! Help!! oh! Warmth, it feels so good! More words? The gruff one again? " Haha, He's awfully determined! But it's to be expected from a, Beta's, son right Aurora? And I guess the Shadow blood helps too! " Laughing? More laughing? Is this ALL that voice did!? Aurora? Stark? where these the names of the voices? what's this? A softer laugh? No, more like a chuckle, it speaks again " Ha-ha very funny Mr. Beta, but he's his own wolf, so don't try to raise him as you! Look at him, it's as if he's listening intently!" it sighed happily. Yes, I am, but this smell, it makes my mouth water- found it! I-it.. It's Delicious! so warm, thick... it makes me.. wait...no.. they speak again... " Storm... your name shall be storm.. Welcome to the world, brave brave Storm..."
| New One | " Oof! " was all Storm could get out as he was abruptly interrupted by two balls of fur the same size as himself tumble into him " Not fair! You didn't wait for me to get prepared! " a she-pup wailed to her brother " Get over it runt! You'll never be prepared! " snorted a male-pup as he finished scrambling off of Storm, paying him no mind. " I'm telling mom! " " NO! WAIT!" scampering could be heard and the voices disappeared, leaving storm alone once more. He opened his eyes and grumbled, sitting up and looking around, one ear flopped over his head. " I worry for him Stark... He never plays with the others.." a soft whimper? Mom? Is she talking about me? He scampered out of the nursery, slowing down as he drew nearer, hiding under a bush as he listened " Aurora, there's nothing to be concerned about. He's a boy- " " But he's a pup! He should be out there playing with the other! What if there's something wrong with him? What if he wants siblings? Maybe he's lonely! " a sharp high growl cut of the gruffer one before mellowing out to a worried whine. Mom... She's worried.. but why? I'm fine... I just don't want to play.. there's too much to do to play! He didn't want to hear anymore and backed away turning to trot to the large jutting stone at the back of the camp. He scrambled on it and trotted all the way to the end, plopping down his round rump and staring at the wolves in camp, his eyes resting on his mom, who looked up with his father at him. Don't worry mom, I'm fine, I'll show you.. One day, I promise!
| Young Blood | " That's it! Good! Good! Fantastic Storm! Did you see that future Wards? THAT is how you confuse and take out a gryphon!Tyone....." Stark set a heavy glare on. Storm looked at his companion future Wards, panting before snapping his gaze back at his father " Training is over, you can stay and tumble around a bit more but don't hurt yourselves too much! Storm, meet me in the alpha's den.." and with that he watched his now silver muzzled father turn and galloped back to camp. A talk? About what? Storm was puzzled by his emotionless expression showed no signs of it. " Storm! Hey! You wanna play?" came a soft but slightly high pitched whine of excitement. He turned around and face the source, Kita. " Sorry, The beta needs me.." was all he spoke as he turned and trotted after his father. He entered the camp only to get his face pounced by a ball of black and white fur and he let out a sigh " Chase, get off, I've been called to the Alpha's den" he spoke softly lowering his head only to be met with a whimper " But Storm! The Gryphons are attacking! And you're one of them!" His younger brother finished, chewing storms ear lightly while growling. He pulled his ear free and scooted his brother away, trotting towards the den, the last thing he heard his brother say way " Mama you're a stinky fox I'm gonna rid you of our territory!" He shook his head as he entered the den, looking between the Black Alpha and His father, the Beta. He sat down and dipped his head, the next words coming from his father's mouth keeping the promise storm swore to himself " I'm retiring, you will be the next Beta. "
| Beta | Quiet... just the way I like it, a nice area patrol by myself to assess if the fox issue has been exterminated. Storm perked his ears Wings? Large, Gryphon? Over wolf territory? The last time that happened things didn't go so well... Following won't hurt since it is my territory.. He quietly stalked the sound and watched the gryphon in the sky. This one acted different, it even landed nearby. He slowed down, watching silently, what he did best as the gryphon walked...right into a trap? Blind, he could see it in her eyes as she struggled but then gave up it seemed. What's the use of killing a gryphon, blind non-the-less, if it was so determined to live? It's obviously strong enough to have lived this far, why waste a life? He decided it, he'd announce his presence first, looking around her spotted a twitch and stepped on it, snapping it. He watched as a sightless but not blue gaze rested on him. He launched himself forward breaking the rope with his teeth and landing on the opposite side to watch the gryphon rise into the sky. Their eyes locked, blue and gold, silently staring at each other and it seemed a silent oath was marked that day as he watched the gryphon fly off.
|Alpha| His eye stung, but he could still see out of his, he panted heavily, watching the former black alpha dip his head submissively, shades of gray and black fur littered the forest floor. He looked over and saw the fearful eyes of the future wolves for the Northern pack, and he flattened his fur. Never again, he though, no anger in front of them. He returned his gaze to the black ex-Alpha and walked past him to the large jutting rock, jumping on it with one easy bound. He was Alpha now, and he sat at the end and stared down at HIS pack now, his eyes landing on his brothers, and he dipped his head before looking over the entire pack again. He had fulfilled his silent promise to his mother, he was fine, better then fine, he now led the pack " I am Storm, I have defeated our Alpha, and I now claim his place. I am you Alpha now, trust me to lead you.

Rp Example::

Fog laced the floor of the forest as birds chirped in the early morning mist up above. Black ears perked and swiveled listening for anything unusual in his territory. Storm broke into a quick trot to pick up pace, this is what he liked, quiet, no bickering barks, no whining or complaining, just him and the forest. He loved his pack and would put his life on the line for every single pup and wolf in it but sometimes he just needed alone time. He slowed down to lap at a puddle, his flank twitching to rid a fly from landing on him before looking back up and letting out a content sigh, frost lacing his muzzle, The cold season of winter was approaching much faster then he would have liked, but like every cold season, he would make sure his pack survived, with or without him. With a low half growl half bark he set off on his lone patrol once more.

Relationships::

= Neutral
= Dislike
= Friends
= Best Friends
= Crush
= Love
= Enemies
= Fear
= Family

Chase - My brother. He's a bit too silly and crazy to be related to me but he's one of my closest allies and when I'm having issues making a decision I always find myself consulting him about it. We do tend to fight and I never really show my gratitude towards him but I'm glad he's there.

Cry - She's very nervous, especially around me. I wish she wasn't although I guess my quiet and stern seeming demeanor doesn't help in the least, hopefully one day she'll be able to speak a whole sentence to me without stuttering...


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