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NAME. Temep [teh-mep]
MEANiNG. Draconic for fast
AGE. 2 years
BiRTHDATE. Spring, 2012
GENDER. Male
SPECiES. Gray Wolf

PACK. -
RANK. loner

HEiGHT. 34 inches
WEiGHT. 86 pounds
PHYSiCAL DESCRiPTiON. Temep has always been thin, and probably always will be due to his diet of scraps that he happily eats. Most would think he is unhealthy due to this but he prefers to snack on things rather than eat a lot. Along with his thin frame, he is rather tall giving him a rather stringy appearance. His legs are long and thin, holding him taller than both of his older siblings. He looks rather awkward for a wolf considering his tall, lanky appearance--but none of his siblings are "normal" for wolf terms--but he's incredibly fast. As far as his pelt goes, he is a mix of monochrome colors, black, greys, and white mix together to give him his pelt. Much like his father however he has an undertone of orange dusted along his spinal area. His orbs nearly match that dusting of color, they are a rather deep amber, clashing beautifully with his bland pelt. (155)

PERSONALiTY. It is clear that Temep was born to be an omega or a lower rank, he generally sticks to himself to keep out of the way of others. He lurks around the borders of the camp, amusing himself with pointless objects such as leaves, sticks, rocks, or even insects, anything he can find really. Despite keeping to himself most of the time, he is very caring with a heart of gold. He wants nothing more than to help others, that's one of the reasons he is learning all about the medicinal herbs that litter the forest and surrounding area. He enjoys hunting for herbs and other things through the forest, he finds it easier to hunt herbs than animals--he doesn't like hurting other creatures unless they are dying already. He prefers to avoid conflict, and prevent it if possible. Rather than fighting physically he prefers to talk things out. On that note he has a way with words, he is especially good at telling stories for the pups to keep them entertained. (173)

HiSTORY. Temep was the last born in the litter of three, Versvesh and Darastrix being ahead of him. Both of his siblings picked on him a little because he was younger but Verse was the worst, Dara generally had to protect him from their older brother. As they got bigger it got worse, Verse would always challenge his brother to stupid little games and unless Tem lost he would get beat up. It didn't take long before he would intentionally lose races or play fights with the brute so he wouldn't have to deal with it. Some days their parents would have to keep Verse away from him so he wasn't getting hurt. When he wasn't getting beat up by Versvesh he would be following Darastrix around. She seemed to have a soft spot for her younger brother when they were still together. He can't remember much of his parents, it's been over a year and a half since he saw them. At only four months he was taken from his parents, and only two months later he was separated from his siblings.

It's been a year and a half since he was put in an enclosure by himself, luckily for him he could easily amuse himself for the first few months but--things got lonely fast--he missed his siblings. It didn't take very long for him to find himself pacing the enclosure, searching for some source of interaction. He would talk to the prey the twolegs would put in the enclosure for him, he hardly ever ate unless it was already dead. He found himself living off of scraps from carcass that they would leave for him. He rarely ever hunted and when he would it would only be the sickly creatures in the enclosure. Due to how rarely he ate his stomach became used to the small amounts of food and it never took much to fill him.

He was nearing 3 years when the twolegs decided to release him into the wild, with a tranquilizer to the neck he fell into a deep sleep. The roar of an engine is what woke him, he had no idea where he was but it was dark. When the loud sound came to a halt so did whatever he was in. The blinding light from the outdoors stunned him for a moment before he stood on numb legs and took his first hesitant steps into what he would soon learn to be the real world. (411)