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Mixed Wolf

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Male (He/Him)

Age
3 years (5-30-2022)

Height
Very Tall

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Heavy

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Athletic

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Sun-gold

Fur
Diluted fire-red

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Pine tree and cloves

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Self-doubting • Protective • Insecure • Wrathful • Loner
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Skill: Guardian

It was like something out of a bad dream.

A small platoon of barking figures came barreling into his peripheral, and Alder had little time to do naught but brace himself as he anticipated an attack. Had he been mistaken? Was his nose going? As sure as the sun rose, he could've sworn a trace pocket of Dimitri's scent lingered somewhere close by, but there wasn't any time now - Alder tensed -

- And waited -

Until he suddenly realized he was being shouted at.

Alder looked down.

A child.

Two children?

Ah, he started, unsure of how to proceed. This was not the advance guard he expected. Was this a... a child-pack? How could they fend for themselves? Were they tiny assassins? Sorry, I don't know what I was thinking. Er. Are you alone? How -

It was interesting, how the scarlet fur of his first verbal assailant drew Alder's eye, but it wasn't until the golden pup started yapping about scent-lines that he realized the Dimitri-scent was coming from them - unfortunately before he could say anything on the matter, a third, silver pup came galloping in from gods-knew-where and slammed into the gold pup with surprising force.

They were big kids, to be fair.

Hey, don't do that, you could hurt somebody, he chastised, trying to come between them to avoid further escalation. Listen, roughhousing is all good but -

Alder continued speaking and whatever followed was quickly drowned out by the horrible sound of a shrill, open-mouthed scream from this latest arrival. He couldn't decide what was more baffling; that this was a pack of runaway children, that they all smelled kind of like his brother (but stinkier), or that their efforts at deterrence were, inexplicably, effective. The enormous wolf found himself backing away.

Golden pup be damned. Let them murder each other.

He turned to leave, brow knit in confusion...
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- Alder is not actually Inuyasha, despite the evidence
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[Avon] The family wreath - by Alder - 10/3/2025, 3:48 AM
RE: [Avon] The family wreath - by Darragh - 10/3/2025, 3:55 AM
RE: [Avon] The family wreath - by Ksyusha - 10/3/2025, 4:08 AM
RE: [Avon] The family wreath - by Éabha - 10/5/2025, 3:18 AM
RE: [Avon] The family wreath - by Alder - 10/8/2025, 10:30 PM
RE: [Avon] The family wreath - by Ksyusha - 10/8/2025, 11:16 PM
RE: [Avon] The family wreath - by Siobhan - 10/9/2025, 11:20 AM

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