RYLAND, FEMALE, PUP (TAKEN)

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Name: Ryland

Gender: Female

Age: 6 Months

Rank: Apprentice to be a Hunter

Appearance:
She inherited most of her looks from her father, a coat of sable and dark browns as well as little tints of red around the edges. Of course for her being a female, she stands a little smaller than her two brothers. However, Ryland has her mother's eyes. A matching pair of emerald hues so beautiful and captivating its hard not to admire the pup's presence.

Personality:
Ryland is known as the princess and most spoiled of the litter. She's a daddy's little girl, spending most of her time trying to attract his or for that matter anyone's attention. The pupis not afraid to nip her little brother, Griffen when he's bothering her and when dared or challenged, she'll do anything to push herself to succeed.

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History:
Ryland was born second in Juno and Marrok's litter just after Apollo and before Griffen. She stands by her parents sides and listens well to her mentor. She hopes to become a great hunter someday and work along side her packmates in the Helidos pack. Her little sibling, Griffen tends to bother her, but thankfully she has her big brother, Apollo to have protect her when things get out of hand. She loves her family and would do anything for them and her pack.

Example Post:

The young sable pup felt proud as she lay outside the den, the outlines of her pelt glistening bright amber like the blood that bleeds from trees, as she had scratched through tree bark many a time already when she was bored. Her parents had gone away on a hunt, so she had been left with a Caretaker and her siblings, including the annoying little brother, Griffen. The sun made it a perfect temperature, not too hot when bathing underneath its face, and not too cold when hiding away in the shade.

Flies danced and buzzed around her and her brothers, the pests that come to life as soon as the weather turns warmer. One in particular was annoying her, so she growled at it and swiped with her big, soft paw. "Hey, Griffen, why don't you make yourself useful and eat this fly for me?", she shouted to him as he stupidly rolled a rock around on the soil. Ryland did not much like being this age, all the parts of her body were growing out of sync, leaving her with gangly legs and huge paws. Though, her father had told her she would soon be fully grown and will become a beautiful fae, like her mother.

"Ugh", she sighed as she rose to her pads and trotted quickly to the shade. She so wished she was old enough to travel with the packs on hunts. It was so tedious and painful almost to be left behind to do pretty much nothing all day. She flopped onto her left side and sighed as she rested her head and closed her coniferous eyes. If there was nothing to occupy her mind, she might as well sleep.

As she relaxed, her ears flopped down and she started to doze off... Then suddenly something yanked on her tail. At first she ignored it, thinking whoever it was would stop or the Caretaker or older brother Apollo would get them away. But it persisted. Oh, now she knew who this was for sure. "You!", Ryland snarled and sprang to her feet and whipped round on Griffen, diving onto him so he fell over backwards. She may be smaller than him, but she was strong and knew where to attack his weaker points. She put her maw round his neck and tightened her jaws, shaking them left and right. Her not-so-innocent younger brother shrieked in surprise and tried to get out of her needle sharp, newly grown adult set of pearl teeth.

Right at that moment, her mother, Juno, appeared with a stomach full of food. "What's this?", Juno cried, and Ryland let go of Griffen and sprinted over to her mother, a sweet smile stuck on her face and pulling her puppy eyes. She was the spoiled one, and she used it to her advantage, "Oh mother, Griffen was annoying me again", she stopped moving when she was a few metres away and looked to the floor, pretending to be upset. "I told you to stop that", the black female eyed Griffen, telling him harshly and he lowered his head and muttered an apology, knowing better than to argue with his mother or the prized pup. Ryland turned her head and flashed a slightly evil, knowing grin to her brother, then loped closer to her mother. Her forelegs left the ground so she was stood on the rears, and she wagged her tail furiously and whined softly whilst her small, salmon tongue licked determinedly at the raven muzzle, politely asking for meat to be regurgitated for her hungry stomach.

I LOVE IT! -huggles-

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RYLAND, FEMALE, PUP (TAKEN)

RYLAND, FEMALE, PUP (TAKEN)

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