ARACNIA Pack Hierarchy

[§Tank§]

ARACNIA
The pack of Experiments

Alpha;; Tank
Alphess;; Kashmore
»Heir: Not applicable
»Heiress: Not applicable
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Beta Male;; Not applicable
Beta Female;; Taboo
»Heir:
»Heiress:

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Head Warrior;; Chaotix
»Apprentice:

Warriors:

Head Hunter;;
»Apprentice:

Hunters: Pyro & Sybil

Head Scout;;

Scouts;; Nyka

Head Medic;;
»Apprentice:

Medics:

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Subordinates;; Udella, Jabez, Nahani

Nurse;;

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Alpha pups;; Not applicable

Beta pups;;

Pack pups;;

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Omegas;;

Banished;;

Prisoners;;

Application for Positions

Name+
Age+
Rank+
Gender+
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Personality+
History+
Position Applying For+
Best for Position Why+
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Weaknesses+
Strengths+


Please reply to this thread.

*If you are unsure what a position is, please see "The Basic's" then look for "Pack Positions Descriptions". Thank-you
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[[Taboo.]

Name+ Taboo
Age+ 3 years
Rank+ Loner
Gender+ Female
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Personality+

Taboo is quiet and contemplative, often opting to silently study the actions of others than to join in; some might say she’s a bit hard to understand. Most days the femme is very understanding and quiet charming to talk to and be around, however other days, at the slightest annoyances, she can be very irate and standoffish. Within this confusing, complicated individual lays a compassion that softens the eyes and warms the heart, but also a deep seeded hatred that boils through her blood, discreetly awaiting its release. After all, one has never known true anger until it is a coiled, white-hot fire in your stomach; Your words rise like bile in your throat, and choke the air from your lungs.

History+

Lorelei born and raised normally… or at least as normal as the breed can be. She had all the right parts: her lupine body and features… and the beastly color of her pelt and strange color of her optics. As far as the breed goes, there was nothing really peculiar about her.

Her mother was a Garra named Moshka, again no different from any other. However, ‘mother’ was a relative term… Moshka was a beast, true and to the point, one not accustomed to rearing young, so the fact that she didn’t abandon her babies and they actually learned enough from watching her to survive was enough to make her a fairly good one, Lorelei supposed. After all, life had so many things fighting against it even before birth that it was amazing that all three of the siblings had made it to adulthood together.

The younger years of the vixen’s life had been spent quietly, albeit dangerously. Growing with only her mother and siblings in the land belonging to the beasts, one couldn’t afford the luxuries that others had in their close knit groups. It was one of the reasons they were treated so differently from the normal wolves while in their company, she supposed, for out within in the wilder parts, one had to become more beast than anything; it was the only way to keep on living.

But that didn’t keep Lorelei and her siblings from having wild adventures that, more often than not, had led them into close contact with the packs. She had even run across her sire a few times.

Ira had been a brave pack lobo who had just not been prepared to take in a rogue mate and three bastard pups. Though his offspring had only seen him a handful of instances before his death, Lorelei had kept a very clear image of him in her mind. The deep purple hue of his fur (reminding her much of her half sibling, Cheshire), and those intense gold eyes that looked so determined and headstrong.

Because of the rarity of his presence, Lorelei had never really defined him as a father, per say, but she did wish she had thanked him for the strength of his blood and the beautiful name that he had so generously given to her before returning to his pack.

His death had been very taxing to the young dame. There was no attachment to him as father and daughter, however knowing that there would never be a chance for such a bond to grow weighed heavy on her heart. She had cried time and again for the relationship that would never be. Eventually, it was this that lead her to get close to the packs, attempting to learn more about her father as some way of a repentance.

Most were cruel hard beings, Lorelei had learned that well, however there were always those who had too much heart and kindness for their own good. It was one of these rare wolves that she developed a close friendship to. Damien, a honey colored male with a dark brown splotch over his eye and dotting his back. He was generous and good natured; there always seemed to be a smile upon the brutes maw. He brought the ess out of the shell she had been born in, opening her up to the brighter side of life and eventually becoming her mate.

The love between them grew when Lorelei found out she was carrying. They had made plans and busily prepared for the family that they would have. However when the pup’s birth was only weeks away, fate decided to smite them.

A plague swept through the land, it cause was unknown and no cure existed. It was heartbreaking when Damien became ill. He suffered only a short time before he passed; he simply when to sleep and never woke up. Lorelei had been weak from her condition and grief-stricken at the site of her dead lover, stress wore at her body and depression eat at her mind... Eventually it was to much for her unborn litter to overcome... They were born still and unmoving, no sound uttered from them.

“Taboo,” An old brute had said a little sadly, “You’re nothing but bad luck... Nothing but a taboo.” And without a word more, the nickname was engraved within her heart. The broken creature that was Lorelei had died, but Taboo had been born, rising from her ashes.

Position Applying For+ Beta Female
Best for Position Why+ Taboo is a strong willed, headstrong creature; she is both tranquil, quietly watching as the world passes her by, and ferocious, viciously standing up for what she believes in. It is understood quite well when she is supposed to take orders and when it is acceptable to give them. No one will be capable of pushing her around or taking advantage of her.
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Weaknesses+

She has a soft spot for young ones. Having been denied her own offspring, she tends to partially substitute other pups, playing make-believe mom.

Her temper. All in all, she’s an emotional female; if pushed to it, Taboo’s temper can be almost frightening. During these moments it is a bit difficult for her to think rationally.

Strengths+

Determination is something the essa never runs low on. She’ll keep on until things work out the way she wants them to.

Her usual calm nature. When her temper doesn’t get the best of her, Taboo is a tranquil being; she’s easily focused and a good judge of character. This makes her capable of making swift, decisive choices.

[§Tank§]

AcceptedWelcome to Arcnia, Betaess Taboo. Please Report to Tank As soon as possible

[Pyro]

Name+ Pyromors
Age+ Three and half
Rank+ L oner
Gender+ Female

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Personality+Mostly sweet and even tempered she does have a darker side to her. Her past has taken its toll on her mental state. She has trouble trusting others, loving others, and taking orders from others. She will have trouble fitting into a pack, unless she is a higher rank. She has issues with her anger, and with being wolves that think they can beat heart everything. She likes to fight, and she loves to play fight.

History+Pyro’s parents ruled a large pack, until that horrible day. Her mother was out hunting, and Pyro and her brother, Starkill, were with they’re father. Suddenly two other pack members ran into the clearing and took their father with him. She and her brother had no idea what was wrong; the wolf that stayed with them wouldn’t play when Starkill asked him too. Pyro knew something was wrong as soon as she caught the scent on the wolf sitting with them. Suddenly a cry of mental pain ripped the air in two, which was followed by the sound of a dying wolf. The wolf that was watching them told them to run and hide. Pyro and Starkill which were almost a year at the time refused to go. Starkill stood next to Pyro. After about thirty minutes their father slipped out into the clearing, covered in blood. Pyro stood still her hackles rising high on her back. The wolf that had staid to watch them, Wing, growled and crouched to attack, but their father was faster. Starkill leapt at their father as he shook the life from Wing’s body. Starkill ripped at their father’s ear shredding it. He wasn’t fast enough to avoid his father’s sharp teeth. Pyro who had stood studded as her friend was killed and her brother wounded lunged blind with anger at her father. Next thing she could remember was her father running off into the woods. She turned to her brother and licked his wound clean. Starkill staid just long enough the wound on his leg to heal then left in search of their father. They both knew that their mother had died somehow. They weren’t sure how they were aware of this, but they knew in their hearts. Starkill left vowing to find her after he killed their father. She wondered for two years until she found this place, and decided to stay, and wait for her brother to find her, and then they would figure out what to do. On the long road here, many horrible things happened to her, but those will only be reviled in time.

Position Applying For+Head hunter, if not then Hunter
Best for Position Why+ She has a good ability to lead, she can attack from the air, which makes her able to keep up withpreyfrom the air as well as the ground. When watching how the other hunters do their job, she can watch from above and figure out how they can improve.

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Weaknesses+ She likes to argue and lay around which can be taken as being rude sometimes, she likes to go after more than onethingat a time, tends to disagree with people.
Strengths+ Ability to work as in a team setting, leadership skills,level headed, fast, agile,able toattackfrom the sky, and powerful

[Sybil]

Name+ Sybil
Age+ 3 Years.
Rank+ None atm O.o
Gender+ Female
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Personality+ Sybil is a peculiar female. She's not quick to trust or one to draw much attention to herself. She feels she can do anything herself and thus on more than one occasion goes off on her own. She's very adventurous and some might even say a pioneer. She is not afraid of the unknown nor other predators. In fact she tends to be quite fearless. Except for her single pet peeve. Males. Male wolves to be specific. They make her lose her cool outer exterior of a strong female and she melts into a stuttering terrified pup. She has a terrible phobia of them and instead of coming face to face with them she'll tend to dart off in a different direction. She tends to enjoy many things in life including the rain, the snow even the warm summer days. She likes lounging about and running. She's mostly a laid back female enjoying life and whatever it has to throw at her. She doesn't hold much hatred for the humans that tested on her, she doesn't really hold hatred for anything. She's a very happy-go-lucky gal and she isn't afraid to get her paws dirty. Another enjoyment of hers is hunting, the adrenaline pumping and the rush of wind against her fur. The feeling of empowerment when she sinks her fangs into untainted flesh, the feeling sends chills up her spine.

History+ -ish lazeh D;-

Position Applying For+ Hunter

Best for Position Why+ Sybil is exceptionally stealthy and knows when to remain silent as well as when to pounce and strike. It's in her blood and she has a need to chase and attack things that run fast. She has her wits about her and isn't very jumpy.
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Weaknesses+ Her horrible phobia of males. Working with them would be the ultimate nightmare for her. She is also very independent and doesn't tend to play well with others because her personality is so out there for most others to handle.

Strengths+ Her thin lithe frame is good for getting into nooks and crannies as well as stalking into the tall grass and what have you. She is relatively silent and very fearless when it comes to threats and unknown areas of the forest.

[§Tank§]

AcceptedWelcome to Arcnia, Huntress' Pyro and Sybil.

[Nyka]

Name+ Nyka
Age+ 2
Rank+ well... none yet.
Gender+ female
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Personality+ Talking would have to be one thing that Nyka is really good at. Once she gets to know someone as a friend she will talk to them about anything. She even talks in her sleep. You could carry on a conversation with her while she slept if you wanted to, though what you talk about may be rather ridiculous. She is easily distracted from one thing to another so her conversations can go all over the place, be warned. On the other hand, if she doesn’t know somebody then it is hard to get her to say anything at all.

Nyka hates being sad and wouldn’t be caught dead crying in front of others if she had anything to do about it. She is rather slow to anger and may even seem a bit ignorant about insults and things at times, though in reality she understands them; she just chooses not to be offended by them.

Nyka can find beauty in almost anything. Even if it is something considered ugly to most eyes.

When push comes to shove, unless she's in a really bad mood or really rearing to go Nyka will either submit before it starts, or loose hopelessly. If she ever does get into a fight she will have to rely on her mind, her speed, and her endurance, because she has absolutely no battle skills whatsoever. End of story.

History+ The first six months of Nyka’s life were filled with nothing but happiness. She was born second in the litter to a couple in a small pack. She grew up happy, playing with her brothers and the other pups in the pack. She never had anything to really complain about, that is until the humans came and kidnapped her, her brothers, and four other pups and brought them to a lab for experimentations.

Nyka and her brothers were turned funny colors, and they were the lucky ones. After a while they were put in a holding pen with other mutated wolves. Nyka tried to keep her spirits up, but it was getting difficult. When the breakout ensued Nyka and her brothers were quick to take to the woods. They stayed in hiding until things cooled down, which was when the trio split up and they all went their separate ways.

Position Applying For+ Scout
Best for Position Why+
She is relatively fast, above average endurance, and she has a talent for stealth, despite the brightness of her coat. She also has a tendency to pay attention to little details that others might miss.
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Weaknesses+ She's shy to strangers, but a jabber-mouth to friends. She's easily distracted. Not a good fighter.
Strengths+ She's analytical. Pays attention to details. Determined and patient. Can usually escape from a fight.

[§Tank§]

ACCEPTED Welcome to Arcnia, Scoutress Nyka

[†Mareth†]

Both Skoll and Fell arent in this pack. they are loners o.o;