alpha AXELLION

[`Foxx !!]

Welcome to the jungle
We got fun 'n' games
We got everything you want
Honey we know the names

the name by which i rule AXEL and no one can stop me
i'm THIRD year of earth FOURTH of heaven
the sex I run by is BRUTE and all fear me
my birth is GREY and was a great gift
my world is lit BRIGHT with no moon and every sun
my god given rank is alpha of avalon

We are the people that can find
Whatever you may need
If you got the money honey
We got your disease

Appearance:
He has a piercing gaze, with redwood eyes that melt into a yellow they hold the world's secrets. With a grassy pelt that blends into nearly any background, this wolf can practice camouflage freely. He has a nice facial structure that gives him a nice length of peripheral vision. He has long stocky pillars and a nice slab of muscle, and yet is lean and agile. He is a very good wolf for dodging and has more experience than most. He has a few scars here and there, but most have grown over with time. He is quite handsome and very sought after. With a long stiff tail and a thick woolly mane he if hard to take down. Don't get in a fight with him, he has been an undisputed alpha for a long time, and even though his pack believes in a fair fight, they don't want to loose such a good alpha, they will cover his pack. He is only a wolf you want to fight if you are experienced.
Personality:
Fair. This wolf is all about fairness in his discipline. He also believes in the natural order. He wont stop a fight between two wolves unless it is over something ridiculous or if it begins to get too heated. He is a wolf who knows how to run a pack and won't push their buttons. He knows it is good for a little fighting, but if things become bad between the wolves he may run you out. He doesn't appreciate too much drama. He has enough on his plate thank you. He is very sweet and kind, but with the death of his mate he has been nothing but sulky. He is quiet and watchful and hasn't said much. He doesn't enjoy life as much as he did before and every night when he starts the pack howl his voice is always filled with sorrow, as if trying to call for his mate, searching, always searching.

In the jungle
Welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your shun n,-n, knees, knees
I wanna watch you bleed

sired by Rulikki and dammed by Kisa
born to the Kardasian lands of the mighty island
my blood brothers are deceased
my vexing sister is running in heaven

History:
His father was your average every day evil wolf. Fixated on taking down other packs. Axel wasn't interested, not really, his father tried to mold Axel's mind into his own, but was unsuccessful. His mother was dumber than a bag of bricks and held him maybe a little too close. But things changed when the Vittorio pack raided the lands, wiping out his family. He was left, lost and lonely, though by know he was five months of age and it was possible to fend for himself. Though very tough. He managed to find a group of nomadic loners and drifted with them, always remembering the revenge he would wreak on the Vittorio Pack.

He grew up, from the small hapless pup to a big powerful opponent. He had been hunting with the loners when he'd come across the pack boarders. He'd all but forgot, almost. But everything came rushing back, and without a thought in his mind he'd bolted, but not away, to the castle rock. He didn't even pause when the wolves saw him sprinting up the hillside to meet his... 'doom'. He had felt the anger and furiousness of that day, the horrid feelings, taring at the flesh of the alphess, her mate was gone, and her pups were new. He left the pups, he couldn't stand to kill them, but he'd remembered the alphess from when she'd killed his own mother and siblings. He killed her, the alpha had returned, heartbroken, but Axel chased him out of the territory, the pack confusedly following Axel's orders. They were all discombobulated and had no idea what had just happened, they had only enough time to process their alpha was dead. He let the pups stay in his pack, a sweet female wolf called Avalon had decided she would help. She was the 'outsider' of the wolves, she was an omega. But he didn't mind. He let her raise the wolves, staying in his den, he felt bad about kicking the poor pups into the snowy weather, after all, all the other members had been allowed to sleep in the castle rock. He and Avalon grew to liking each other, which then turned to love and soon they were mates and she had her own pups. The other pups had survived and were already practicing hunting skills by then. They weren't whispered about and they had been told who their father was a while ago. He wouldn't let them grow up to become 'monsters', though he's never said it, it is one of his fears.

Vittorio didn't let his mate die in vain. In another vicious raid, he took the life of one of their pups and severely injured Avalon. She had been watching the pups after that when a bear tried to get a glimpse at her pups and figured they could be edible. He had been too late, she died and the bear didn't even bother to apologize, of course he wouldn't, but his blunt sincerity of devouring her corpse infront of him had been... disturbing.

Welcome to the jungle
We take it day by day
If you want it you're gonna bleed
But it's the price you pay

Likes:
the comfort of castle rock
moose
hiding
sleeping
playing games with the pups
pups
running
hunting
howling
sunshine
swimming

Dislikes:
darkness
gamy(stringy) rodents
small meals
badgers
Wolverines
Vittorio Pack
Oblivious roamers who don't take their time to scent the air
Wolves who try to disrespect his authority when their clearly out of line
starfruit

Strengths:
Fighting
hiding
running
stealthy
agility

Weaknesses:
seeing a black wolf that looks like Avalon, it breaks his heart
nightmares
he doesn't like evil/ignorant wolves

Secrets:
He was born to one of the most evil(and paranoid) wolves ever to have been born.
He favors the Lighter side of the evilness scale.

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