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Loner
Loner
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Species
Wolf

Sex
AFAB (They/he)

Age
3 years

Height
Very Short

Weight
Very Light

Build
Scrawny

Eyes
Pale yellow & warmer orange

Fur
Gray, copper & black

Scent
Lemongrass & lilies

Oddities
Distant stare, pale blaze, light freckles

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Softspoken • Intuitive • Forgiving • Diplomatic
#1
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When Cyris had found a place to half-lay, half-collapse, the last thing they had been thinking of was the potential of waking up. They could still taste blood in their mouth from a hunt gone wrong, could still feel the way their lungs didn’t seem to be taking in enough air, could tell the way the edge of their vision blurred and darkened.

But they did. Not all at once- the first thing they’re aware of is the warmth against their fur, unlike the cold they had felt before. The second is the grass against their side, soft, warm with the weight of their body, too. And then they raise their head, and they realize-

nothing hurts.

When they inhale, there’s nothing like the pain that had come with it. There’s no pain at all, even when they begin to rise to their paws, slowly, blinking against the sunlight and trying to wrap their head around where they even were. The area is new- they’ve never been here in their life, as pleasant as it is.

Cyris finds themself pausing, standing there with the sun still against their back and the new land around them, and comes to a realization.

They’re dead, and this is some sort of afterlife. It has to be.
Halloween 2025
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" O h ? "
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Statistics
Species
Timber Wolf

Sex
Amab ( They/Them )

Age
3.5 Years

Height
Short

Weight
Light

Build
Slender

Eyes
Yellow

Fur
Blonde

Scent
Ponderosa Pine

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Constantly Looks Sad/Disgusted

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[ Snarky - Selfish - Loyal ]
#2
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Interesting.

These lands were interesting. Sitka was nearly panting. They had run, and run.. For no reason. They just wanted to run and they wanted to run fast, run for a day and a half, get to new places and new heights.

Even if this was some fantastical dream world, some place where wolves could.. Craft (they wondered how the others did it), drink, they could do many things. Back in their world, it had seemed like they were the only one left. And they could not even fashion a leaf into a cup— what a wondrous world this was.

Sitka was still convinced that this land was a dream.. Perhaps they were.. In a coma. Or something. Their energetic trot slowed as they caught the scent of.. Someone else!

Oh, joy! Sitka had not spoken to someone in quite some time. They had been, as previously stated, running forever. They weighed their options- It was always better to approach with a smile, even if it wasn;t true. Sometimes, they just didn’t like someone as soon as they set eyes on them.

They wondered if this was the case as they trotted towards, head held high, a— considerably ugly— grin on their face, and rounded upon the figure. Not as far away as they should have been, not a safe distance, maybe only a tail length, as they approached the other swiftly, but eh. Who cares?

“Hallooo! Who goes there?”
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Loner
Loner
Statistics
Species
Wolf

Sex
AFAB (They/he)

Age
3 years

Height
Very Short

Weight
Very Light

Build
Scrawny

Eyes
Pale yellow & warmer orange

Fur
Gray, copper & black

Scent
Lemongrass & lilies

Oddities
Distant stare, pale blaze, light freckles

Writer

Posts

Threads

Softspoken • Intuitive • Forgiving • Diplomatic
#3
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I love Sitka already they're so funny


He doesn’t even get a chance to take it all in. Not to the extent he’d want, anyway- and not really at all. Cyris’ mind hums with options, ideas of what kind of afterlife this could be, when he’s suddenly made aware of someone else.

Or, more likely, someone else had been made aware of him.

They’re a bit of an oddity- maybe it’s the haze still left in Cyris’ mind (he’s sure it is), but it feels like they’re out of sight one second and then there the next, trotting forward with an ugly grin and head held high. Their arrival brings something else with them, as well- the death of any hopes Cyris may have had that this was any sort of good afterlife.

And if any hope he had held onto still lingered, it didn’t last much longer. The stranger was close. Too close for comfort. Unconsciously, Cyris found himself taking a half-step back, trying desperately to put a bit more distance between the two of them.

Oh, Lun, what had he done to deserve this?

What? He started, smartly, at the stranger’s question. It was unlike what he’d usually say, but his confusion about this whole mess gave him some excuse, he was sure. His brain catches up with his mouth a second later.

Cyris. Meiri.
Halloween 2025
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" O h ? "
Inactive Character
Statistics
Species
Timber Wolf

Sex
Amab ( They/Them )

Age
3.5 Years

Height
Short

Weight
Light

Build
Slender

Eyes
Yellow

Fur
Blonde

Scent
Ponderosa Pine

Oddities
Constantly Looks Sad/Disgusted

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[ Snarky - Selfish - Loyal ]
#4
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Sitka stares for what was likely a few moments too long, before dropping the grin as it began to ache at the corners of their mouth. They doubted it was at all flattering, anyways. They regained composure swiftly, pausing their approach as the other backed. They didn't wish to come off as intimidating. They wanted to introduce themselves, and perhaps get someone to talk to- This place was boring as ever, if you didn't have someone to teach you the ways of the world. They repeated their short greeting, followed by their own name.

“Hallooo.. I’m Sitka. Sitka Sorrel. I care not what you call me.”
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