Ludwig
Does not apply!!
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Gilbert
The awesome albino was just going about his awesome business, as was well... unawesomely boring actually.
He hadn't seen his brother in what seemed like forever, which was understandable, because "Little Ludwig" had grown up. And of course resented Gilbert for how he'd raised him. Then that was directly tied i to how he could never be part of a pack again (there were unawesome reasons for that too...), making him always alone. Alone, but freakishly awesome and well aware of it.
Shaking his head slightly, the awesome German looked around. He'd somehow made his way to the field that he'd always thought was much like himself. It wasn't as awesome of course, but it was partially burned and dead, but remembered fondly by those who actually knew what it was like before the fire. The other part was perfect, showing all the greatness that the field could amount up to, but only hid the scars from sight if you looked at it certain ways.
Fortunately for his awesome self, that certain way was how he let most of the world see him.
Only his brother, Ludwig, and the limited living remnants of his old pack who knew who, and what he really was, and that the whole "Awesome" personality he'd set himself up with was completely fake.
He sighed, before his classic grin spread across his face once again and he glanced around, looking for any sights of his brother. The Albino nearly laughed at himself for the outrageous idea that he'd actually be around here, but he was glad he did. Sometimes, a simple glance leads one to the most interesting wolves...
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"You are in the prescence of awesome..." He seriously speaks.
>Ludwig Beilshmidt <>Male<> No Mate<> No Heirs<> No Pack<
>Gilbert Beilshmidt <>Male<>No Mate<>No Remembered Heirs<>Pack<
>Agent Sethilississ< |