Name: Zedd

Gender: Male

Age: 6 Years

Pack: Agavos

Rank Requested: Healer

Appearance:
Zedd is the average size of his grey wolf species. Like them he carries the trait of having a black pelt, but as he aged it has become shocked through with white. Now Zedd is an old wolf but he still has had his fair share of battles in the past. But though he can fight, he prefers to heal rather wound. When he was younger his pelt was a sheen of black. So soft and plush that one would love to run their fingers through it. Eyes of red amber crackle with the wisdom of age, yet in his younger days they were full of mischief. A terrible trickster he was in his younger days and, now that he is older, still retaining that small bit of mischief. Some would say he was crazy, others that he was a kooky old man. But what he really is, is an old man that has seen much in his time and has learned to love and live life.

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History:
Born as a single pup to a lone, lowly couple, Zedd's life started out as a very hard beginning. As he grew from a newborn he had had to stay in the den beside his mother while his father hunted for them both. The spring of his birth, he and his parents fared well. As he grew bigger he became increasingly more active and feisty. At a few months of age he would begin playing tricks and pranks on his parents, driving them absolutely bonkers. When they would be looking for an herb they had set down it would be Zedd that they glared at until he gave it back with a smile and a twinkle of mischief. Both parents loved their little boy very much and would teach him the ways of herbs and their uses, thinking that was all he would be good at. Though they had taught him to hunt and trained him to fight as well. Who wouldn't? It would have gone very badly if they hadn't. As it was the small family traveled the neutral territories, hunting what food they could. Eventually though, when Zedd was reaching his first year, they had joined up with a pack that had need of healers.

It was there that he had met a girl that stole his heart. Her fur shone as brightly as the moon, her eyes a deep amber of compassion. Her black lips curved into a smile of welcome and a soft laugh of happiness dancing upon her tongue. He knew he was lost and so he courted her properly, falling in love with her each day the longer he stayed with the pack, and she him. She was the second daughter in a litter of four to a pair of warriors, but ranking made no matter to him. Such joy he found in those two years but then misery stealthily slipped into their den one night, robbing him of his precious one along with their only pup. He mourned for her, straying to the highest slopes within their territory and raiding his head to the twinkling stars to keen his love.

Zedd however was brought back a few days later when his love's sister gave birth to a litter of four pups, three males and one female. One of the male pups was smaller than its siblings, a runt, and Zedd could not help but give his heart to the little thing. He vowed to help look after the smallest one and the mother was only too grateful. And watch over the pup he did. They both left the pack when the pup, named Toothless, turned a year old. They traveled far away from the comfort of home but not once did either complained. Zedd was getting on in his years but he felt a curious pull to be with his nephew. One fateful day of their journey, His nephew became determined to get a large cow. So eager was he that he had started the hunt prematurely. Zedd watched as Toothless flung himself into the river, heedless of the danger of drowning. The last he saw of his nephew, was that he was clinging to the back of an elk and hurtling around the bend.

Zedd had tried to keep up, but in his haste he came across the territory boarder of a pack directly in his path. There was no way that the pack would allow him to cross through their lands, and Zedd didn't even know what sort or pack these wolves were. Sadness filled his heart, for the longer he was delayed the shorter time he had in finding his nephew. As it was, he was a long time in coming to the spot on his side of the river where he caught the dying scent drifting through the wind. His nephew had been there on the other side but now was long gone. The large dark brute hung his head in weariness. Too old to carry on, too old to keep going, but his paws had other ideas. Along the river they carried him, for miles and miles until they had led him into a land occupied by not just one pack...but three.

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Example Post:
"Now nephew, look here. This plant is called comfrey." said the dark aging male to his student. A large black paw, it's fur shot with white, lifted towards a green plant with light purple bell looking flowers. "You can tell it's comfrey by the texture if you rub your nose along its underside and look carefully at the flowers and leaves. The roots, if peeled, will ooze out a substance that if you have an open wound will help stop the blood flow and will help heal bones of they should be broken."

The young male looked closely at the plant, a disbelieving look on his face as he then looked up at the older wolf. "Yeah, sure. If you say so uncle Zedd." The male got up and then trotted on his way, flicking his tail in thought as he took in his latest lesson with his uncle. The dark brute chuckled to himself, amused at the pup's actions. In time. He will learn in time. The old man thought to himself. With a groan and a creak of old bones, Zedd moved to walk down a path that he had trodden many times before. A tired sigh escaped from his jaws as his thoughts turned inward. His nephew would be leaving shortly. Toothless was a year old and now it was time for him to choose. Either remain with the pack, or go out into the world and find his place in it. What would she do once Toothless was gone. None of his other siblings had ever sought him out. Everyone else just thought he was mad. After his only love had died giving birth, Zedd had cracked. Now though, his sanity had remained intact once he had decided to watch over the smallest pup in the litter. But he was leaving. Well, he would just go with him, keep an eye out for him and help him hint better and show him what to do while alone.

A smile spread across the black lips of the old man. His decision made, his steps became a bit more lighter. To go on a journey, it had been so long since he had been one one that excitement coursed through his veins. His tail waved happily in the air like a banner being waved as he trotted back to his den.

The good thing with their pack was that there were two other healers within. It would sadden the pack to lose a healer, but Zedd had made his decision and would follow through with it. Besides, all he had here was misery ever since the death of his sweet love. No, there was nothing but heart ache and sorrow left. He would move on, go with his nephew to far away places. Lost in thought, the blackish white male sat his hind end down upon hard, compacted earthen floor of his den. His red amber eyes clouded over with the memories of the past, a faint smile played about his lips as his love pranced around him in a field of wild flowers. Then he shook his head, surfacing back into the present. He turned around and walked back down the path he had come, but kept going past the comfrey any to an old spot beneath a willow tree. There he lay down on his stomach, eyelids drooping and a sigh once again escaping him.

all done...I can't change his name on the account cuz it still says that the username is taken.