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Valkyrie D'amours
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Offsite Relations:
Aeroli - mate
Kari - daughter
Onsite Relations:
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Name: Valkyrie D'amours Alias: Valkyrie
Sex: Male Breed: British Colombian Wolf
Age: Four years M/O/B: October
Appearance:
From the day he was born Valkyrie has been a large wolf. It was said that he was the only pup his mother ever had, therefore he was just...Making up for the pups she would never have. So yes, he is fairly large, but he stands on long thin legs, and despite his size, he's an incredibly fast runner. Another rumor that has gone around is that he's merely made up of fur, muscle, bone, and blood, and his bones are hollow, like a bird's. Of course, no one would ever know, that, not even Valkyrie himself.

Valkyrie has very dark fur. It's a brownish-black, all throughout his pelt, and he has a white ring around his middle, and a few tufts of white fur right where his head meets his neck, which travels up to the bottom of his muzzle, in a sort of smile shape. His eyes are yellow and blue, right and left, and his face is a solid black mask.
Eye Color: Blue and yellow Eye Shade: Luminescent Fur Color: Black, white, orange-y
Personality:
Immediately one would assume that he has a bit of a girlish complex, merely from his name, which refers to a female form that would choose the fallen in battle. Our Valkyrie is obviously not a female, and though he doesn't have a girlish complex, he is a rather fierce creature, who, in his own way, does choose who falls in battle, and it is never him.

When it comes to the fight, Valkyrie would much rather choose something to fight that he knows he'll win again. Prey, for example. And in many ways, some prey can be even more fierce than the lupine creatures themselves, and this has gotten Valkyrie into many, many pickles. Amazingly, he's gotten himself out of most of them, due to his quick thinking and speed. He also feels that he can go more all out against prey, since he doesn't believe it's right to kill your own kind.

He's a very compassionate beast, usually trying to make friends with any wolf he can, even if the wolf is showing obvious signs of disliking him. It just proves that he'd rather try to make friends, than start a fight. Love was once a dream of his. A dream that came true at that. As quickly as it was granted, it was taken away. Finding love again is something he wouldn't mind, as he believes that his old love would have wanted it.


He's a fairly intuitive beast, meaning he can actually catch onto feelings and things pretty quickly.
Pack: Adega Rank: Epsilon Assignment: Warrior
History:
Valkyrie was born in a desert region, where the rules were strict, and the climate was even stricter. No one that ever decided to leave the pack ever made it out of the desert, and if they did, then they were usually taken out by bears, or some other sort of semi-predator that would take advantage of a scrawny, tired wolf. So, it was as simple as that.

The wolves had not lived in the desert long, however, and the alpha that had been ruling since they had lived in the forest had moved them to the desert for the simple purpose of holding his pack even tighter by the scruff. Not that he'd tell them that. They were simply informed that there was a fierce winter coming, and no one would survive unless they moved. So...They did. And Valkyrie came into existence. The creation of his mother, and the alpha, since he had no alphess, and prevented any wolves, other than himself, from mating.

At about two years of age, Valkyrie fell in love with a female by the name of Aeroli. To put it simply, the alpha was not happy with the events that came along after that. So, the young couple ran. And ran...And ran. They made it out of the desert alive, and just in time for their daughter, Kari, to be born.

For days the little family spent their nights asleep in the forest, and being slightly paranoid that the alpha would come after them, one of them kept watch every night. Back in the forest, they came to find that the winter wasn't necessarily harsh, but it was bitterly cold, and even before they had left, food had been scarce, so many animals that were supposed to be hibernating were actually still hunting for food...

One night, while Aeroli was out keeping watch, there was a disturbance a few yards away. Aeroli warned Valkyrie, who kept away in the makeshift den, but never really slept, in case something like this would happen. He stood by her side outside of the den, after slightly burying Kari beneath a few wide leaves. A moment later, a large, and angry, grizzly bear emerged from the bushes. Valkyrie, being both the male and faster one, attacked first, but was very, very quickly lashed out at and knocked out...

When he woke up, it was very clear that something had been killed, but neither Aeroli, Kari, nor the bear were in sight. So, for days, Valkyrie wandered the forest in search of his family, before returning to the spot of the battle. The victim would no doubt be clear from the scent of the blood, but he didn't dare sniff it before this moment...But when he did, it was very clear that he would never see his family again...He left the forest, and never came back.
one. i never wrote one single thing for you ,
two. to kill a mockingbird
three. come on everybody, hands up!
four. like the winds, the soul never rests.
five. just upon a smile.
six. all made of clay.
seven. all your life.
eight. a bird in the hand.
nine. fearless.
ten. let me paint you a picture.
eleven. silence is never the answer.
twelve. i cheated myself.
thirteen. the sound of drums.
fourteen. goodbye, my almost lover.
fifteen. " falso questo re ! "
sixteen. oh, how its been so long.
seventeen. where the wild things are.
eighteen. this is my final victory ,
nineteen. nothing else i can say,
twenty. blue clear sky.
twenty-one. but just one pogo stick !
twenty-two. chemistry of a car crash.
twenty-three. there's a time & a place for everything.
twenty-four. because tonight the bulls are in brooklyn.
twenty-five. the pros and cons of breathing.
twenty-six. live in my house, i'll be your shelter.
twenty-seven. just to taste you.
twenty-eight. dante's inferno.
twenty-nine. but the sweet smoke came with mirrors.
thirty. the sound of settling.
thirty-one. before it's too late, this could all disappear.
thirty-two. she's a handsome woman.
thirty-three. we are the sun chasers.
thirty-four. city of blinding lights.
thirty-five. i don't feel like dancin'.
thirty-six. firefly.
thirty-seven. of revolutions and renaissances.
thirty-eight. in the shade of the poison trees.
thirty-nine. i won't stop, i won't say i've had enough.
forty. sound of pulling heaven down.
forty-one. who can i find?
forty-two. alue.
forty-three. what a catch, donnie.

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