A z z u e n


B a s i c  I n f o r m a t i o n
Name: Azzuen.
Age: 3 years old.
Gender: Male.
Species: European Wolf.
Rank: Beta Male.
Scent: Autumn leaves.
Season of Birth: Spring.


A p p e a r a n c e
Art by Sky Dust

Eyes: An unusual pastel green colour with hints of emerald.
Coat: Medium length fur with a mixture of brown, black, grey and white
Build: Broad and muscular.
Overall: Azzuen is a handsome wolf with broad features and a nice pelt. He would probably be a lot more attractive if he actually learned how to smile, though. His unintentional poker face might scare away everyone instead of attracting them to him. Many would mistake it for a cold stare, which was defiantly not the message he is trying to send. His paws are larger, like the rest of his body. He is above average for size.


P e r s o n a l i t y
Strengths: Strong, clever, good sense of smell.
Weaknesses: Sprinting, making friends, not the best hearing.
Personality: Azzuen is a clever, young wolf. He can be very mischievous at times but can always get away with what he has done with his quick thinking. He is a fairly tough wolf and and most canines would stay away from him. Azzuen has had a good experience with fighting and would not be afraid to hurt another wolf if needed. He doesn't mind if many wolves stray from him because he is very shy and antisocial. Azzuen's tough shell hides his sweet inside and only a true friend would see his kind and caring side. He is also a very conservative wolf and usually hides his emotions. Even if he makes a friend, he probably wouldn't share his feelings with them.


L i f e  B e f o r e  S e r e n i t y
History: Azzuen's ears perked up when he heard the crackling sound. An acrid, thick smell poured into his nose sending him into panic mode. His eyes widened when he realized what was happening. Fire. He had managed a weak bark to warn his three other litter mates who were still sound asleep in the warmth of the den. He looked around, but Mother was nowhere to be seen. He wined and peeled his ears back in fear. His home was no longer safe and he had to leave. Azzuen peeked out of the den only to see the fierce flames burning the world around him. Had the pack abandoned them? He hoped that the pack was out hunting. He would be hurt if they abandoned him and his siblings. "Come on!" He yelled to his littermates, trying to gulp down his fear. "We don't have much time!" Azzuen crawled out of the den and managed to slip away into the forest that was not yet in a fury of flames. He turned around to make sure that his littermates were behind him. They weren't. Azzuen was about to go rescue them when a burning tree had fallen over the den. He stared in horror as guilt filled his eyes. A lump had formed in his throat and tears streamed down his muzzle. He stayed put as the fire surrounded him. Azzuen felt his heart fill with sorrow as he stared at the den. "I have to get away..." He whispered to himself, turning to leave. He ran for miles and miles through the forest. He promised himself that he would never go back. Ever.


Other
Family: N/A
Mate: Phynix
Pups: Acadia, Xavier, Saga, Koda & Chompsky (adopted)
Friends: N/A
Enemies: N/A
Crush: N/A
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