Name:Declan
Pronunciation of Name:Deck-Lan

Age: Three years
Gender:Brute
Breed:Timber Wolf X Arctic Wolf

Pack:loner for now

Fur Color & Texture:Declan being of mixed breeding picked up the hue of his father, starking white, yet there seems to be on flaw that disturbs the sheet of lovely pristine coloring and this is the markings placed upon his visage. Merle mask like markings capture his optics in dark gray and black, the coloring of his mother.

Over all Sheath is made up of long soft hairs though, shortening as they come to his pillars but billowing out around the nape of his neck.

Eye Color: Both optics placed within his features are startlingly different. Left side holds the shade of brilliant dark green with gold encircling the pupil and flecking outwards. Right side on the other hand was once a deep arctic blue but has been reduced to a milky and glazed aqua color giving away the fact that he is partially blind within that orb.

Body type: Big is one way to put it, but then again it's not. Yes Declan has a rather massive form but its not even close to fat. Muscles lurch and coil beneath thick pelt pushing upon the surface giving those around him peeks of what power he holds.

Weight:160 lbs.
Height: 35 inches

Personality: (75 words minimum)Declan, dear little Declan is what you call a little bugger. He is a sketchy brute with a charming smile and the swagger to sweet talk the food out from the nose of almost anybody. NO he isn't a bad soul in the least, just a live wire that you have to keep a keen eye on before he sweeps what you hold dear while your back is turned and attention diverted.

He's sneaky and has a rather compulsive attraction to thieving things from others just for the complete thrill of it. No he may not need it, want it, or even like it, but he will take it anyways. He just loves to throw stones into people's lives and add a little chaos to life because he sees it as way too straight lined and monotone. he just has to stir up the pot and see what emerges forth.

But besides his childish antics he's a charmer and a friendly guy. Meeting other's excites him for he can't get over how different one wolf can be from another. Friendship isn't easily attained for it's a high title in his book but once it is loyalties lie deep and he sees it almost like your blood. Someone one messes with blood and he'll have their head, do NOT mistake his friendliness and outgoing attitude for he will tear out your throat without hesitation.

NOW ladies, if you enter his presence BEWARE. He will make you feel special, dote on you, and say pretty little words but the key to his heart is a hard one to find. If he leads you on and he breaks your heart, its to be expected. You want to try and break his walls around his heart and attempt to change his bad habits then the more power to you. there will be no promises.

History: (100 words minimum) Declan doesn't have the devastating history most others have and he knows it. No huge deaths hang over his head or any banishment or torture. He quite actually has lived a rather pleasant and easy laid back life without much worries accept the while food slowly dwindling situation.

He was born a loner right off, his parents coming together during famine and working together to survive only to fuel a passion and love like Declan has never seen again. They were devoted to each other and pressed on in life side by side and bearing him and three others to the word. One of his three other sibling's was his twin brother Silas, Yet though they looked alike both held highly different attitudes and clashed at times. Typical sibling rivalry at it's best. The other two he doesn't exactly relate to, they had just seemed to sink back into the scenery and made themselves rather unknown to him. He believed it to be fear for he and his brother were always attempting to rip out each other's throats for the pure fun and thrill of it. Their father always stepping in to break them up with sharp snaps upon hind flanks sending them hightailing it to continue on elsewhere before he realized it.

Yet once the age of two began to round the corner upon him he departed and left his family ties wanting to seek out more of the lands and see news things, He was just sick and tired of the same old faces, conversations, and competitions. The depart was taken well and com to find out all of his fellow litter mates had done the same soon after him and they all went in different directions, to this day he still has not yet crossed any of their paths but he knows the day will come most likely for at least one, most likely Silas.

Picture:Coming =]

Parents:

Mother- Euphoryn
Father- Darles

Grandparents:

Grandmother- Mother's side: Deatrill // Father's side:Luma
Grandfather- Mother's side: Sharek // Father's side: Clinteron

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