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Basic InformationName: Raydon
Age: 3 years
Sexuality: He doesn't care about genders
Species: North American Wolf
Nicknames: Legs, Ray, Rayray, Love-Sponge
Appearance:Pelt: His pelt consists of many colors. But overall it is creamy colored with white mixed in with the cream. Some of his cream coloring is darker than the rest. On his back, starting at his shoulders and going the rest of the way back he has a black streak. On his sides, there is some red, once again mixing into his creamy coat. It is a very soft, and very thick texture.
Build: He has long muscular legs making him taller than the average. Great for sending him a long distance with speed and strength, and aiding him in leaping over or across certain obstacles. He also has a fair amount of muscle throughout his torso, especially in his chest area. He has a lot of stamina and lung capacity. He is no warrior, but he can hold his own and do well when he's needed.
Eyes: Raydon's eyes are a very warm, chocolate brown color
Height: 40 inches
Length: 66 inches
Weight: 63.5 kg
PersonaPersonality: Raydon is very friendly, and always happy and hyper. Though he tends to hide his emotions if they are ever anything besides happy by acting happy. He loves having fun, and he's always curious. He's quite mischievous as well. Raydon is also very clumsy and playful. He likes to go on adventures when he's not on duty. Raydon's very nice, and always loyal. He's also very affectionate and passionate. Though, he isn't the smartest sometimes. He also has a ton of energy. However, don't let that sweet, innocent and adorable face with the friendly personality fool you. He's can be and will be quite the flirtacious, spunky and feisty little spitfire. Never afraid to speak his mind or accept a good challenge from a great competitor in a friendly or not so friendly competition.
Likes: Chewing sticks, running, jumping in leaves, chasing things, swimming, having fun, flirting, snow and teasing others.
Dislikes: being ignored, being bored, mean wolves, solitary wolves, seclusion and exclusion, and holding still.
Strengths: He's fast, he's agile, he has a lot of stamina and a lot of energy, stealthy.
Weaknesses: He's not the smartest, he's mischievous, he's too friendly and too trusting. He gets clumsy when overly excited, and he's a flirt. Sometimes he'll flirt with the wrong wolves.
Fears: Losing Motomo, Meeting a certain pack as you'll see in the history up next.
HistoryHistory: Raydon came from a very gentle and loving family. A mother, a father, and from a litter of 8. He was the fifth born. They all got along great and belonged to the BlueMoon Pack. This pack was as gentle as the name suggests. Consisting of pups, healers, scouts, and a few hunters. They welcomed in anyone that wanted to be there, even without questioning them first. They had many allies, all except the neighboring pack. The Crimson Dusk Pack, a very large pack: earning their name through their vicious, merciless and cruel ways. The crimson standing for all the blood the pack was built upon, this pack only welcomed in the strongest and most vicious rogues. They killed all others that came. The Crimson Dusk wolves for unknown reasons hated the BlueMoon Pack with a passion. Raydon's pack pretty much assumed it was they were just jealous because the BlueMoon pack had more food to spare.
It was just the usual peaceful and happy day in the territory when the Crimson Dusk lashed out at the BlueMoon wolves. Chasing them from their territory, and slaughtering any who either fell behind, or tried to make a stand. The BlueMoons weren't known for fighting, but for their kindness and genorosity. Not a single wolf in that pack was ever sad, or left alone. They were all a big, happy family, that was always smiling. They've been chased from their homes many times, that's why the entire pack consisted of strong runners, and were all built for speed and agility. After running for a day the BlueMoon pack finally stopped to rest for the evening. The Alpha mates counted what remained of the pack. Not many were lost, but it still felt as if they had lost the entire pack. Among those lost was Raydon's father.
When sunrise came, the BlueMoon pack was already up and preparing to leave. But it was too late, the alphas barely had time to say "Let's go." when the alphas of the Crimson Dusk pack leaped into view, and wasted no time tearing into the wolves closest to them, which were the BlueMoon alphas. The alphas managed to order the pack to run, and then joined the deceased. So the pack ran, but right into a wall of Crimson Dusk wolves. The wind chose to work in favor of the Crimson Dusk pack this day, the BlueMoon pack had no idea they were there. Raydon was the last wolf to run, so he was the one to avoid many of the ambushes the Crimson Dusk wolves had prepared for. He tried to save whoever he could along the way, but it was too late for any of them. The Crimson Dusk pack had officially killed every male, female, and pup the pack had. Except Raydon of course. Raydon was the only survivor of the whole pack because he ran last and knew the safest way. He didn't come out unscathed though. The first day of running, he was tackled down when a rogue grabbed his back leg into his jaws, and Raydon was then pinned and attacked by multiple rogues. All clawing and biting at his neck and underbelly. His long and muscular legs are what saved him when he kicked the rogues off that first day. Otherwise, he would have been a goner.
Trying to survive on his own as a lone wolf was hard. Between the grief of his massacred pack, and not knowing anything about surviving alone, it was the toughest thing this flirtacious male had ever done. He wished he could reverse everything and go back to the peaceful, happy life he once knew. His personality and everything he was, it was all because of his pack. Losing them was like losing himself. When winter came, the male managed to stumble upon other four-legged canines. They didn't look like him, they were a lot smaller, but he approached them anyways. They were all with these strange two-legged beasts. Raydon remembers thinking they were these things his parents told him about called "naked mole rats." He remembers also thinking about how they were awfully big for rats, and didn't even look like a rat, and he wanted to know where their tails were.
His curiosity bested him and he mingled and flirted with these other canines, and their "naked mole rats." He stayed in this place for a year or longer. Befriending the canines and even the rats. They were all really nice and seemed to really like him. It was almost like home... Almost.
One day he decided it was nice while it lasted, but he couldn't take it anymore. He wanted to be in a pack again, to be surrounded by his own species and be a part of a true family again. So he left that odd place, and began searching for a pack to call home. Along his travels he stumbled upon another lone wolf at a lake. A very large lone male, and a definite warrior with a black back and red sides. The two became fast friends and started flirting back and forth. Now both of them are traveling together, and in a relationship with one another, as well as best friends. This male is what helps Raydon fill the void the Crimson Dusk pack left within him after slaughtering his past pack. Raydon enjoys his company and everything about him, and his largest fear now, even above coming face to face with Crimson Dusk again, is losing this male.
Family: father, mother and 7 siblings, all of which are deceased.
SocialRelationship Status: Taken
Crush: None, he's in a relationship
Mate: Not yet
Best Friend: Motomo
Friends: Used to have his whole pack. Now, it's anyone and everyone.
Acquaintances: Some other canines that are not wolves.
Enemies: None he hopes
Arch enemy: Hopefully none
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