;; Malikye

;; six

;; soldier

;; Malikye is made of a light charcoal, not exactly black but not exactly gray. It is light enough that one can see the black streaks that tear through his coat along with the lighter grays and specks of dirt and grime. He is a large wolf, thick and powerful with muscle. His shoulders are large to grow with his strong broad cranium and his long snout. His paws are large, those dark talons sharp. Normally his tail is held high for in his mind, there are none that stand before him. His eyes are of the clearest of blues, so bright and crystalline that they appear silver in some lighting. Upon his right cheek is a jagged scar where hair has not grown back. Though his scar makes him look brutal, he is of a great standards. He is a handsome type of deadly, a gorgeously dangerous beauty that draws females near. Maybe it's the eyes, or maybe the scar.

;; Malikye is a tortured soul, a demented creature that has felt nothing more than hatred since his very birth. He is a murderer more than a soldier for innocent blood has been spilt on numerous occasions. He does not kill for pleasure, that is too sickening for the male. He kills for reason, though a lot of the time the reason is minor. He is brutal, a dark seductive desirable that knows just how powerful he truly is. That doesn't change the fact that the male is still power hungry. The vicous male desires more than simply lust and blood, he desires the crown. Although it is unknown to him on which place he shall conquer, for in his mind, he can conquer the world.

;; twin to faelon

;; The boys were born in secret for fear of the death by their very own father. He feared the overthrowing of his very crown so he would kill all males who were born within his pack. As pups, their father found them and killed their mother before their eyes so that they would see his strength. Then, instead of killing the pups he raised them. He totured them constantly, presenting an overwhelming amount of horror and pain before them so they may know who rules over them. He attempted to make slaves, quivering creatures that would never fight. Instead, he created monsters. The boys grew, and with time together killed the one they would never call master. As soon as he died, they left, refusing to rule such a weak female based pack. The twins traveled, killing to gain strength and killing simply because that was all they knew to do. Now, they are here, in Blossom.

;; SuniiDii <3