Axtrel was ashamed for himself for letting this go so far. The whelp had killed to so and now his life was changed for ever. “They all think of the war, it is older than the Mother herself,�?was the thought running throw Axtrel’s mind. His talons caressed the

Name: Axtrel

Age: 4

Mate: None

Rank: Crimson Valley Alpha

Gender: Male

Pups: Xylandi and Cinder (with Liseli)

Pelt: Dark black on top, with legs and underneath being a creamy color, in places being white

Eyes: Dark Brown

Species : Tundra Wolf

Length: 6 ft

Height: 4 ft

Weight: 106 lbs

Parents: Daemon (father) & Minooka (mother)

Siblings: Zestri, Batre, Junti, Spaero, Kilten (deceased) and Linael (deceased)

Personality: Aggressive at times and bold, Axtrel is known for listening more to his hormones than his head at times. He has a temper and an attitude problem. He resents male wolves over him due to his father’s treatment of him and has yet to find a male wolf he actually can tolerate. Because of that reason, he has been kicked out of several packs. As much as he can’t stand other males over him, something keeps driving him to try to join a pack. If nothing else, he hopes he can find a mate that will stay with him despite his temperament.

History: Axtrel was born in the deep woods of the forest, oldest of the litter, to a pack of about 14 wolves. As he grew up, he was hard to manage, always needing to be corrected for his aggressiveness and assertiveness towards the other pups. His parents, especially his father, were abusive to him, so he took it out on the younger siblings. Whatever caused his parents to tangle with him caused fiery discontent and anger in Axtrel's young heart. Unable to comprehend why, his pain often turned to violence. He was driven away from the pack after a scuffle had gone too far, and in a fight over a piece of musk ox bone, he killed two of his sisters. Axtrel was 16 months at the time.

Since then he has been wandering the wilds as a rogue wolf, taking what he wants, when he wants it, meandering in and out of other pack's lands at will. He has excellent hunting skills, and as he is a very large wolf, he can take down a small deer by himself. He has tried for a mate several times, yet none have been able to stick with him due to his temperament. He wanders alone and distrustful, unaware of where he is going or why. His charm is cut to what attracts a female, and then his true temperament shows. He possess some sort of commanding tone, but his wicked temper is often his downfall.

Axtrel prowled through the Outland territory for awhile, seeing a wolf destroy herself, despising it, and then continuing on. In the Unclaimed area he met a golden wolf by the name of Shelus. Realizing that both their goals were similar-- plenty of faes and land-- they decided to form a partnership to take over the Silver Mountain.

Shelus succeeded in seducing the alphess Chenoa and defeating Kierno in an unfair rank battle, making him alpha. Shelus quickly chose himself an alphess and made Axtrel one of the Deltas. Shortly after that, he, Shelus, and Sepeth, Shelus's alphess, defeated Azeroch, the beta, in a fight and forced him to stand down. Axtrel then stepped up as beta.

For his betess he chose Kierno's sister, Liseli. Threatening the lives of Azeroch's and a few of the pack's pups, she went along with him and agreed to do his bidding. He mated with her in the winter.

In late winter Kierno returned and managed to kill Shelus. Axtrel, knowing that the pack would kill him, or at the very least make him omega, fled from Silver Mountain before anything could happen. Bitter about it, he was also glad. He vowed that one day he would return, to kill Liseli and raise his pups.

Axtrel is plagued by a insane fear of black wolves, something his father instilled in him, and he feels murderous toward any wolves that wear black pelts. His mind is slowly deteriorating into madness.

~IC Info~
Name -Erina
Age -6
Mate -Rhal (deceased)
Rank -Guardian
pack -Silver Mountain
Gender -female
Species - Timber Wolf/ Tundra Wolf
Pelt -Dark to light shades of grey, her belly, bottom jaw and parts of her legs are white.
Eyes -Honey brown
Length -5�? ft
Height -3'7 ft
Weight -90 lbs
Parents - Mother: Gwyn (status unknown) Father: Dara (deceased)
Siblings -Sister: Dana
Markings -Large quadruple scar on her left hip, caused by a polar bear. 'V' shaped scar on right ear, caused by Azeroch

Personality - After her near death experience, Erina changed from being a shy, solitary wolf, to an energetic ray of sunshine. Her inner monster had dwindled greatly, changing Erina into an even tempered, and respectful wolfess. And although her crush for Azeroch still exists, she is more outgoing and forwards, showing her true self more and more with every passing day.

That was the old Erina... and this is the new one. She has gone quiet again, and rather distant. Her mind is filled with sorrowful thoughts, now that her dearest Azeroch has abandoned her. Her inner monster is back, and is threatening suicide...

History - Erina was born in a wolf sanctuary in Ireland. She, her parents and her sister were all part of a wolf restoration program, that went horribly wrong. Erina and her family were the only wolves in the sanctuary at the time, they lived peacefully, hunting the deer the keepers let loose into their habitat. Although they were in captivity, they were still wild in every way. But that changed when the program went bankrupt, and the family of wolves was sold to a rich Irish politician. He kept the family as his pets, giving them a huge exhibit to live in. The family never forgot that they were now definitely in captivity, and did everything in their power to avoid succumbing to the humans taming.

One afternoon, their owner came for a visit, and attempted to coax Erina and her sister to him. At the age of one, both barred their fangs and ran. Although the two youngsters had outrun their keeper, their mother had a different perspective on the man. She approached him slowly, eventually becoming calm and very loving towards the man. He liked this and took her into his home, keeping her as perhaps a tame dog. When Erina, Dana and Dara found out about this, they were all heartbroken to have lost their mother and in Dara's case, his mate.

The next year the man came back, hoping to tame the father or the pups. This resulted in disaster. Dara faked his placid attitude coming towards him, tail wagging and ears forwards. But when he got within reach of the man, he leapt and bit deeply into his right arm. The politician’s servants were always prepared for this kind of situation and shot Dara with a tranquilizer dart. The brute fell to the ground almost instantly, jaws letting got of his keepers arm.

The man was enraged by this and realized that the father and pups had to go. He had become too soft hearted to have them put to sleep, or set loose in Ireland, so he shipped them to Canada. His servants let the group go into the wild north.

They were unused to the climate and had troubles adapting to the food and terrain. Soon they came upon a pack, the Glacial Hunters. Their suspicion was very high when the family came to the border, asking for acceptance. After much persuasion they were aloud to join, which was thrilling for Dara; his daughters would learn to live as wild wolves. Eventually though, Dara died of the cold in a horrid blizzard, his fur not yet thick enough to survive. This made Dana wonder about her own safety in the North. Confiding in Erina, the two made a decision; Erina was having no troubles in the north, yet Dana was. She was always cold, and her health had declined greatly. She and Erina parted at the age of three, on a frosty spring morning, Dana was to go South, while Erina staying in the Glacial Hunters.

Soon Erina became lonely without her family, and took on a very odd disposition. She had horrible mood swings, becoming very aggressive and disrespectful of her superiors, soon becoming the Omega of the pack, and then, eventually banishment.

After her banishment from the Glacial Hunters, Erina traveled to the West, eventually meeting another rogue named Rhal. Erina and Rhal traveled together for some time, along the way, they fell in love. Just before Erina went into heat and the two planned to mate, they had a run in with a mother polar bear. They had come into her territory, and disturbed her cubs. Defending her offspring she attacked both Rhal and Erina. The two attempted to fight off the bear, battling until Rahl fell, mortally wounded. The bear, satisfied with the damage she'd done, left Erina to stand, mortified over the broken body of her beloved. She lay beside him that night, waking when he whispered something into her aid. Erina let out a soft whimper, and licked the mug of her dieing friend, the love of her life.

After that night, Erina traveled for days without food or sleep, the loss of Rhal had been a huge blow to her, and she knew she would die without him. But that changed after she had a dream, where Rhal told her to continue her life farther to the west. There were wolves there, and perhaps they would allow her to stay. After this, revived by her vision of Rahl, she feasted, catching anything she could find, and then took a deep, long rest. The next day, she began her trek to the Far West, were she would find the wolves Rhal had described.

Upon reaching the border, Erina was accepted with ease, the Silver Mountain Pack trusting her, as she hadn't mentioned her proneness to violent mood swings. She soon had a run in with the packs Beta, earning herself a nice scar on her right audit. It was her own fault, disrespecting and challenging the obviously stronger and higher ranking hellion. Shame and embarrassment fell over the fatale, knowing this was the exact same thing that had caused her demotion to Omega and then banishment from the Glacial Hunters.

After a few days alone, Erina was fortunate enough to meet a fem named Bird. Erina was quite relieved to have someone to talk to and just hang around with. She also had something she had never had before in her life. A friend. It was a new thing for her, something that she hoped she wouldn't wreck, like the image of herself she had given the betan, Azeroch.

With the coming of winter, Bird seemed to have disappeared, leaving Erina alone. Winter was cold, and brought with it a severe illness, which effected the entire pack. Erina survived, thanks to the care she received from Locksterr, a wolfess who would soon become her friend. Many in the pack became so severely ill, that they died, causing much unrest amongst the pack members.

With the coming of Spring things began to shape up, Erina and Locksterr became closer friends than ever, almost inseparable. The influence of the ebon fea was immense, giving Erina an entirely new outlook on life. She was more outgoing, cheerful, and playful. She was a ray of sunshine all around, always happy and ready to have fun.

On one very stormy night, Erina ran into her crush Azeroch, who was speaking with a rogue named Kyne. They were in the unclaimed, and soon found out that Kyne thought of himself as the Maggot King, and ruled the Unclaimed unofficially. At first it seemed like a mere game, so Erina gave herself the name 'The Storm'. Azeroch called himself 'Shadow' and soon they both found themselves speaking to Dagger, 'The Watcher', who turned out to be the skeleton of some ancient cat. Erina soon found out that Kyne was actually crazy, and wasn't right upstairs. After that night, one which she had managed to speak with Azeroch without angering him, she decided she needed to tell him about her feelings towards him.

She never got her chance... a war hit Silver Mountain, and before she could even find him to talk to him, a battle ensued, and then a few weeks later, a pack meeting was healed, in which it was told that Azeroch had fled... he was gone... and would never know how much she loved him.

After this, Erina spent most of her time moping about, questioning the occasional loner... life was dull, and her mind was starting to dwindle. The monster inside of her was slowly turning into a ball of horrific suicidal thoughts. It was only a matter of time.