Name: Pidge

Gender: Male

Age: 3 Years

Breed: European x Timber

Height: 55 cm

Pack: Agavos

Rank Requested: Healer

Appearance:
Spectacular shades of browns, whites, grays, and an abundance of black take up this young brute's coat. Standing at 55 cm tall Pidge is quite the eye sore for taller animals, however, his small size and coat colors make it easier to blend into his surroundings when needed. Though the young brute's size seems to be the center of attention, due to him being smaller than the average wolf, two beautiful golden irises are sure to stand out within a crowd. Having been on his own for so long within his life Pidge is guaranteed to have a few battle scars. Located within the dense fluff of his chin's fur lies a scabbed over a scar; however this is not the only scar that takes purchase upon his body. In total, the young canine has at least several scars, each hidden beneath the fluff of his fur. Scattered upon many regions of his body, Pidge has four gnarly scars upon his back and two located upon his hind right leg. These, however, are the only battle scars that are in plain sight.    

Personality:
Some wolves consider males who are fearless and headstrong to be true brutes. Despite his size and what others may think of him, Pidge is filled with no fear what so ever. The small mutt is filled with determination, which is  an excessive personality trait that he gained once losing his parents. The young canine will stop at nothing less to track down and be reunited with said parents. Despite these things, he always has his shortcomings and admits to having a bit of anxiety and depression, which he is well known to cover up with his authoritative ways. Pidge see's himself more as a follower rather than leader, however he can take the lead when necessary. Losing family has really affected the young brute to the point he has random outbursts of anger. Pidge is also very protective of his supplies and resources. This means that he does not take well to strangers messing around his stuff, which often triggers the anger outbursts.

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History:
Pidge was born in a private den alone with their mother. Khione was a mentally troubled mother and had fled from her mate and pack to give birth --depression and anxiety clouding her judgment. In her troubled state and in the painful process of giving birth, Khione named her first born, a son, Panic, and the second born, a son, Pidge. By the time the last pup was born, a daughter, the mother wolf had calmed enough to give a reasonable name, Kallisto.

Pidge and his siblings were raised heavily sheltered from the world at the whim of their mother's extreme and outrageous fears. Due to this, they were not taught what they needed to know to survive on their own, other than being told stories and such. Pidge was restless and very curious of the world, but most of all, he was curious of Khione's story. Their mother was once the mate of 'a great and handsome' alpha male of a pack called the Curbarose pack. They were never clear on why she left him, but the point being, the wonder of their magnificent father caused phantom idolization in Pidge's heart, and possibly his siblings too. Often he would pester his mother on pack life and about meeting other wolves, but it didn't get her far with Khione.

As the pups approached a quarter from a year of age, they saw a decline in their mother's mental state. At this time most of the pups had learned their necessary survival skills, such as hunting, fighting, and healing. Most of what they learned came from exploring from the den when sneaking from mother's eye, and from play-fighting with their siblings or meeting up with lone wolves. Khione was becoming more and more erratic in her exaggerated fears, often becoming angry when her pups wandered away from the den, as she tried to keep them in the shelter as often as possible. It came to a point where the young and energized children had to wait until their mother fell into a pitiful sleep that they could sneak off and stretch their underdeveloped legs and burn off their pent up energy.

Just a month or two after reaching two years old, Khione became so mental that she refused to leave the den and became aggressive towards her children. Now the youngsters were forced to mostly stay outside the den, but they were loyal to their mother and never strayed far as she had taught them, and they tried to care for her, but Khione was declining rapidly. She began to talk about things that she had not spoken of since their puppyhood, things of strong packs on the north side of the woodlands.

One day, Pidge and his siblings had wandered off to hunt. When ready to return back home Pidge noticed something, he had been abandoned and his siblings were nowhere in sight. Figuring the scoundrals may be already back at the den he traveled back only to find that no one was there. He searched for amny days for his lost family but they never showed up. It was as if they were ghosts and had never existed. Disoriented and full of grief and fear after witnessing from a young age the terrifying effects of his mother's mental illness and being abandoned, Pidge fell into a fit of instability himself, lashing out at many strangers that came near. He was so scared and distraught because his mother had practically raised her children to be afraid of the world. Pidge had completely depended on his mother, and her sudden disappearance with no sure conclusion was extremely troubling as well as his sibling's disappearance. He stayed away from the den for many days. Upon returning the young brute decided that it was time to leave. There was nothing left for him to stay for.

It was terrifying, the idea of leaving the only home and land he had ever known, but Pidge was willing to do it to escape from the grief the den brought upon him. And so not long later, he left in search of his family. Pidge's cold and troubled mindset never ceased and even though his trust and love for his siblings would only diminish from there time apart, he was still not the best company due to his rude attitude, reclusiveness, and unwillingness to cooperate. He often would steal from strangers, willing to scuffle with them if they disagree with it. Some would say he is selfish, but he actually does not have the confidence in himself to do much, and would rather follow.

One thing Pidge has become good at is sparring and healing. He is always up for a tussle with anyone and has earned nice skills from growing up and rough-housing with them all her life. This may be a good skill, but due to his nervous, aggressive behavior, he tends to be too rough and may accidentally draw blood. His healing skills and knowledge was inherited from a young rouge by the name of Suki, located upon the southern borders of the lands. Suki was not like many of the other rouges in the area at the time, she was rather kind and caring taking Pidge under her wing for a year and teaching him all the basics of healing, hunting, and fighting before he split from her in search of new lands and his family.


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