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Description

Name: Voltaire

Nickname: Volt

Sex: male

Age: Juvenile (6 months)

Bloodline(s):
Snowy- 50%
Mist- 30%
Forest Steppe- 10%
Timber- 10%

Height: slightly below average pup height (30” at maturity)

Weight: slightly below average pup weight (80 lbs at maturity)

Physical Description: As a pup he has a chubby body with short stocky legs. As a young adult his legs will be long and his body slim. His fur will grow long and feathery. He will grow to be a bit smaller than some males because he is a runt.

Rare Traits/Birth Traits: N/A

Pack: Kinder Gang

Rank: Tier 1 - Shadow (Healer)

Traits:
Positive:
Kind
Passionate
Charming

Neutral:
Eccentric
Energetic
Witty

Negative:
Rebellious
Spiteful
Timid

Personality:

Kind: Voltaire is friendly with most that he meets. He has a good natured demeanor filled with fiery devotion to many and those that he loves. Kindness was one of the many lessons that his mother taught him and it’s proven to be of good value for the small wolf.

Passionate: Voltaire is passionate and devoted to whatever cause attracts him. He firmly believes that giving up is not an option and without the will to work forwards there is no way.

Charming: Voltaire lives to impress. He is very likable and agreeable. He attracts others with his upbeat morality and his devotion to what is right and justified in his point of view. He certainly enjoys being the center of attention.

Eccentric: Voltaire is unique in his own way. He stands out with his strange philosophies and mannerisms. From birth he always acted far differently than his peers. His general understanding of the world holds deeper meaning than anything else.

Timid: Voltaire is not as brave as his fellows. He is shy and fearful of new wolves and new things. The events that brought him to the sanctuary shattered his self-confidence. Being small and meek also makes him a good target for those who intend harm.

Witty: Voltaire is a humorous wolf and always has something droll to add to his dialect. It’s not always purposeful but he prefers to just roll with it. His sense of humor is sarcastic and sometimes dark.

Energetic: Voltaire has an incredible amount of energy despite being a bit runty. He is rarely tired and rarely falls behind. He has a constant need to exert his energy and that may prove to be obnoxious to others.

Rebellious: Voltaire doesn’t like being told no. He is always challenging rules of authority and plunging into acts of defiance. He is challenging in the sense that he enjoys the thrill of breaking and bending rules to suit his own ideals.

Spiteful: Voltaire holds on to conflict and doesn’t always let go. Despite his kind nature he has a whole other side to him. Being in tune with his rebellious antics lurks a rather stubbornly crude and malicious alter ego. He can hurt others with words rather than physical violence for the most part. But he is very prone to bloodshed if pushed to an edge.

Family:
Tasha (mother)- NPC
Dio (father)- NPC
Belle (sister)- NPC
Red (sister)- NPC

Pre-Group History:

Many miles South outside of the sanctuary there was a small pack of wolves which occupied the deepest parts of the forest. These wolves were a tight knit group and among them was a naive she-wolf named Tasha. The alpha’s were suspicious of the young she-wolf. Everyone noticed how she seemed to refuse a meal and yet she remained plump and healthy. They also noticed her shadow slipping away from the group at night and returning at the crack of dawn.

One night a packmate decided to follow her. He snuck quietly behind the she-wolf through dry brambles and found his answer. He raced back in the night to report to the alphas. As the sun rose Tasha returned to her whole pack circling her. They berated her. They scorned her. They drove her away from their borders. She fled and never looked back. Unable to hunt for herself the she-wolf returned to the humans everyday to get fed. Tasha fell in love with a loner named Dio. They spent days and nights together but when Dio discovered Tasha’s relationship with humans, he left her. The she-wolf’s relationship with humans had driven her pack and now her mate away. The reasoning was the same. Humans were dangerous. They feared the humans would follow her one day and find them. She was a wolf, not a pet.

Tasha was stubborn and ignored the warnings.

It wasn’t long before Tasha found herself pregnant. She couldn’t hunt and she had nowhere to go but her human caregivers. So she sheltered with them and they fed her and gave her a place to sleep. She disliked the collar though. Then the pups were born. Two girls and one boy. They were perfect. They were named Belle, Red, and Voltaire.

Voltaire grew quickly. He was the runt but he refused to give up on a teat when his sisters tried to push him away. Once his eyes opened he was a nightmare. Chewing on carpet and his sisters ears. His mother showered him with affection and his humans pampered him with toys and treats. Life was good until the day the humans sold his sisters to a wealthy family. Tasha was heartbroken and felt betrayed. Voltaire was all she had left. He was sad and confused to why his siblings had disappeared. He became scared that he’d be taken too and clung to his mother at all times. His mother kept him away from any human contact as much as she possibly could. She became detached from the humans that had driven everyone she knew away.
Tasha was determined to teach her son the ways of a wolf despite how she and him lived. Voltaire listened eagerly and took her lessons to heart. Then his entire life changed.

The humans had come to take him. He tried to flee their grasp but was easily caught. In the spur of the moment, Tasha attacked. The white pup fell to the ground as his mother aimed for the humans throat. Everything that happened next went by in a blur. The family that had come to pick him up shut the door and called a number. It wasn’t long before sanctuary staff and emergency response arrived. With tranquilizer guns in hand, the pup could only cry in fear as his mother was tranquilized and he taken away. The loud noises and everything else scared him. That would be the last the pup ever saw of his mother. Voltaire trembled as he was placed in a cage. The steel door slamming in his face. The pup fell asleep and when he awoke he found himself being placed in the foliage by gentle hands. Alone and terrified, Voltaire wandered into Kinder Gang territory.

Group History/Activity Log:

Extra:

Design made by silk-fur and modifications made by me.

Voice: Tom Holland

Application for WolvesofLunarForest !

Description

Name: Voltaire

Nickname: Volt

Sex: male

Age: Juvenile (6 months)

Bloodline(s):
Snowy- 50%
Mist- 30%
Forest Steppe- 10%
Timber- 10%

Height: slightly below average pup height (30” at maturity)

Weight: slightly below average pup weight (80 lbs at maturity)

Physical Description: As a pup he has a chubby body with short stocky legs. As a young adult his legs will be long and his body slim. His fur will grow long and feathery. He will grow to be a bit smaller than some males because he is a runt.

Rare Traits/Birth Traits: N/A

Pack: Kinder Gang

Rank: Tier 1 - Shadow (Healer)

Traits:
Positive:
Kind
Passionate
Charming

Neutral:
Eccentric
Energetic
Witty

Negative:
Rebellious
Spiteful
Timid

Personality:

Kind: Voltaire is friendly with most that he meets. He has a good natured demeanor filled with fiery devotion to many and those that he loves. Kindness was one of the many lessons that his mother taught him and it’s proven to be of good value for the small wolf.

Passionate: Voltaire is passionate and devoted to whatever cause attracts him. He firmly believes that giving up is not an option and without the will to work forwards there is no way.

Charming: Voltaire lives to impress. He is very likable and agreeable. He attracts others with his upbeat morality and his devotion to what is right and justified in his point of view. He certainly enjoys being the center of attention.

Eccentric: Voltaire is unique in his own way. He stands out with his strange philosophies and mannerisms. From birth he always acted far differently than his peers. His general understanding of the world holds deeper meaning than anything else.

Timid: Voltaire is not as brave as his fellows. He is shy and fearful of new wolves and new things. The events that brought him to the sanctuary shattered his self-confidence. Being small and meek also makes him a good target for those who intend harm.

Witty: Voltaire is a humorous wolf and always has something droll to add to his dialect. It’s not always purposeful but he prefers to just roll with it. His sense of humor is sarcastic and sometimes dark.

Energetic: Voltaire has an incredible amount of energy despite being a bit runty. He is rarely tired and rarely falls behind. He has a constant need to exert his energy and that may prove to be obnoxious to others.

Rebellious: Voltaire doesn’t like being told no. He is always challenging rules of authority and plunging into acts of defiance. He is challenging in the sense that he enjoys the thrill of breaking and bending rules to suit his own ideals.

Spiteful: Voltaire holds on to conflict and doesn’t always let go. Despite his kind nature he has a whole other side to him. Being in tune with his rebellious antics lurks a rather stubbornly crude and malicious alter ego. He can hurt others with words rather than physical violence for the most part. But he is very prone to bloodshed if pushed to an edge.

Family:
Tasha (mother)- NPC
Dio (father)- NPC
Belle (sister)- NPC
Red (sister)- NPC

Pre-Group History:

Many miles South outside of the sanctuary there was a small pack of wolves which occupied the deepest parts of the forest. These wolves were a tight knit group and among them was a naive she-wolf named Tasha. The alpha’s were suspicious of the young she-wolf. Everyone noticed how she seemed to refuse a meal and yet she remained plump and healthy. They also noticed her shadow slipping away from the group at night and returning at the crack of dawn.

One night a packmate decided to follow her. He snuck quietly behind the she-wolf through dry brambles and found his answer. He raced back in the night to report to the alphas. As the sun rose Tasha returned to her whole pack circling her. They berated her. They scorned her. They drove her away from their borders. She fled and never looked back. Unable to hunt for herself the she-wolf returned to the humans everyday to get fed. Tasha fell in love with a loner named Dio. They spent days and nights together but when Dio discovered Tasha’s relationship with humans, he left her. The she-wolf’s relationship with humans had driven her pack and now her mate away. The reasoning was the same. Humans were dangerous. They feared the humans would follow her one day and find them. She was a wolf, not a pet.

Tasha was stubborn and ignored the warnings.

It wasn’t long before Tasha found herself pregnant. She couldn’t hunt and she had nowhere to go but her human caregivers. So she sheltered with them and they fed her and gave her a place to sleep. She disliked the collar though. Then the pups were born. Two girls and one boy. They were perfect. They were named Belle, Red, and Voltaire.

Voltaire grew quickly. He was the runt but he refused to give up on a teat when his sisters tried to push him away. Once his eyes opened he was a nightmare. Chewing on carpet and his sisters ears. His mother showered him with affection and his humans pampered him with toys and treats. Life was good until the day the humans sold his sisters to a wealthy family. Tasha was heartbroken and felt betrayed. Voltaire was all she had left. He was sad and confused to why his siblings had disappeared. He became scared that he’d be taken too and clung to his mother at all times. His mother kept him away from any human contact as much as she possibly could. She became detached from the humans that had driven everyone she knew away.
Tasha was determined to teach her son the ways of a wolf despite how she and him lived. Voltaire listened eagerly and took her lessons to heart. Then his entire life changed.

The humans had come to take him. He tried to flee their grasp but was easily caught. In the spur of the moment, Tasha attacked. The white pup fell to the ground as his mother aimed for the humans throat. Everything that happened next went by in a blur. The family that had come to pick him up shut the door and called a number. It wasn’t long before sanctuary staff and emergency response arrived. With tranquilizer guns in hand, the pup could only cry in fear as his mother was tranquilized and he taken away. The loud noises and everything else scared him. That would be the last the pup ever saw of his mother. Voltaire trembled as he was placed in a cage. The steel door slamming in his face. The pup fell asleep and when he awoke he found himself being placed in the foliage by gentle hands. Alone and terrified, Voltaire wandered into Kinder Gang territory.

Group History/Activity Log:

Extra:

Design made by silk-fur and modifications made by me.

Voice: Tom Holland

Application for WolvesofLunarForest !