Terin//Loner

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Name: Terin
Age: 3 Years
Gender: Male
Pack: none
Rank: loner
Apperiance:

Terin is fairly tall and lean, with a fair amount of sinewy muscles. He is much stronger than he actually appears. His pelt is mostly black, streaked through with silver hairs. This silver color isn't from age; he has always had it. His eyes are deep green color around his pupils, but dark brown around the edge of his irises.

Personality:

He's very good at improvising, getting through any obstacles he might encounter with whatever he can get his hands on. He isn't one to let something he thinks is wrong or cruel go unpunished; he will be one to step up and try and stop it. If he feels you've betrayed him, he won't even give you a second glance.

History:

Terin was born into a prosperous pack, in the first litter of the pack's betas. Most of his puphood was peaceful and normal. But just as he was nearly fully grown, a terrible thing happened. His pack was attacked by a rival pack. Many died in this battle. Those who survived, Terin included, went their own separate ways. Since then, he has been wandering, hoping to find a new pack to join. So far, his efforts have been unsuccessful.

Power: Earth Elemental
Crush: None
Mate: None
RP example:

Zaria walked around the packlands, pleased with what she saw. This land was perfect. There was plenty of room for a pack to grow, shelter and water, and herds of prey animals wandering the meadows that made up the bulk of the place. The charred remains of a forest were at the edge of the land, and Zaria liked it. It would remind outsiders of the power fire possessed, stand as a symbol of her element. Raising her maw towards the sky, she let a howl rip from her throat, letting all know that she owned this land now. She dared anyone to challenge her, to pull this land from her control. They could come, but she had no intention of allowing that to happen.

Other wolfs: None, at the moment
Other:

[Scratch]

Accepted!