legion:
Age in Years: Zero
Sex: Male
Species: Kenai Peninsula Mix

Personality Traits: #

Stature:He is large for such a young pup and will surely grow into a tank as he ages. He gathers the height and bulk from his northern lineage and will pack on some stockiness from the muscle that he will develop as he ages. The definition of his muscles are mostly hidden beneath his thick pelt, aside from his legs and shoulders were it is less so. He will become a formidable opponent and will surely be capable of bringing protection to those who need it. A true, blood-born warlord.
Fur Color: His skin is a piebald mess of pink and black. His fur being nothing but a solid shade of white. His nose is liver and speckled in tiny bits of black
Fur Length & Thickness: Very thick around his chest and neck, moderately so for the rest of his body, and average in length
Eye Color: His pupil is a soft shade of purple while his irises are a dark wine shade
Height: 42 inches
Weight: 210 pounds

Brief History: Legion's life before Moladion was short-lived. He was born into a pack of extremists - their cult-like ways instilled upon them from generations and generations before - and so when the stark white and liver nosed whelp was born, nothing short of hell broke loose. It was prophesied that a child of liver and white would be born upon a day in which the black sun overtook the skies; he would be the bringer of the cult's downfall and would plunge them all into ruination. His mother, fearful of their own destiny and yet still ever more frightened for her child's safety, carried in secret from their home and left him within a thicket where the scent of other wolves were strong. As wicked as she was, she could not bear the loss of her home nor the death of her own whelp and so she endangered her own life to save them both.
Litter Mates: None

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