ViRGiL

ViRGiL
i'M SPEdCiAl

The young one-year-old had been hopping up the side of the cliffs, avoiding the steep drop offs that occasionally came up. His claws unsheathed, he finally made ip up to the top of the canyon, and wabbled over to the edge of the high cliff. No, his high cliff. He couldn't catch any other scents, rather than his own, and so that made him think that this was to be his little domain. After sniffing around a bit, he came upon a small crevise in the rocks, and squeezed his way in. Finally he got himself comfortable, and curled into a cozy ball. Maybe now he could get some sleep...

ViRGiL
WhY i'M SPEdCiAl...

HERITAGE;
Gray Wolf
CURSED;
Male
HUED;
He's a mixture of gray, black, and silver. His whole topside is darker gray that gets lighter as it goes down along his sides with a bit of black mixed in. His underside, legs, chest, and muzzle are completely silver, and hehas a gray tip on the end of his silvery tail. He has a small mask on his face that is grayish and silverish, with silver rings around his eyes. His right eye is crystal blue, and his left eye is dark brown.
SPEDCIAL;
He's quite a pup, having his fine build. He has some nice muscle all over his body, especially his limbs, and is very sure-footed. After living on his own for "so" long, he has learned how to use his body, and "special features," such as his claws, but partucularly his teeth, which are sharp. His fangs are curved inward, making them quite intense when attacking. He can latch on, and stay there. He has all-accurate hearing, his eyes work wonders, and his nose is quite the itemfinder. All of his senses are awesome, and he strives to make others happy. He has an adventurousnature, and always looks on the bright side of life. He doesn't take too well to rudeness, and loves to hang out with others like him. He's a toughie and stands up for himself. He has an all around brave soul, and loves the company of other wolves. He has a strong sense of control and willingness when the time arrises, and can take charge when it's needed. For him, family and friends comes first before anything.
RESIDES;
Nowhere

FRIENDS;
None
ENEMIES;
None

Jais

It was hard to tell, but Jais was ineed brother to Cavan and Nachi, despite his prevailingly positive attiude and helpful, kind nature. A stark constrast to his ill-minded, pup-theiving sister and cruel, heavy-hearted brother. Still, he did care about his siblings, even if they wanted him dead. Such was his personality.

The white wolf, marred by a black streak of fur along his right side and a few old scars on his neck thanks to Cavan, was content on being a loner. Ever since Tri-Tundra disappeared for the second time, he had given up hopes of finding a pack to join, for no one could replace Dark Star's pack, or his beloved Tri-Tundra. It was just as well, because he enjoyed his freedom and it kept him out of conflicts that raged between packs.

It was with surprise that Jais came across the fresh scent of Nachi. Suddenly alert, Jais began to turn back and head away before he might run into his sister. As he was going however, he heard a noise that drew him to the top of the cliff. There, to his even greater surprise, he saw a lone yearling. Is this one of Nachi's victims? He wondered to himself, unable to detect the odor of any other adult wolves. Slowly, and with a friendly demeanor, the wolf padded over to Virgil. "Hello there; are you lost?"