The Netonya Family

-CLAIMS 4.-

Name: Birch
Gender: Male
Place in the Family: Brother
Appearance: http://i1053.photobucket.com/albums/s477/P...zpsc8d99b5b.jpg
Alignment: Lawful Good
Personality:

Birch is a wolf who lives for good. He follows the path of what is considered right, living to protect the weak and good. He would never attack any whom was unable to defend themselves, for or not. He lives by a word of truth, speaking no lies, no matter what the situation. One thing a wolf should never have to doubt is Birch's loyalty. He will stand by his friends no matter what they face.

But many do not take Birch very seriously, for when he is not trying to help someone or fight he is a very excitable and bubbly wolf. He loves to joke with others and run and play, much like a pup. He has a lot of love for those around them, and treats all of his friends like family.

Birch is a wolf who often day dreams, getting lost in thought when alone. Others can see him staring off into the distance, a far off look in his eyes and a large smile on his face as he comes up with all sorts of things.

Brief History:

There was a sadness within Birch as he parted ways with his siblings. He sought out new lands, traveling for several cycles of the moon to a small land known as Aethelis. There were three main packs that controlled the lands, and none of them seemed all that large. It was the pack lead by a large calico wolf that Birch had decided to join.

Lead by Gavroche, Birch soon began shaping into the wolf he is today. He started putting justice, truth, and honor first, standing by his new pack and friends. But something within Birch was not truly happy. He longed for the days where he was with his family... and though the Kedieo's had taken him in like one of their own he still longed to see the familiar faces of his youth.

One summer morning, while Birch was on patrol, he came across a horrific sight. Keno, the alpha's daughter, lay dead on the ground before him. Her throat had mercilessly been torn out... and two young pups were buried against her side, crying. With a heavy heart Birch called for Gavroche.

The alpha had lost himself after that day, and the pack slowly fell apart until it was only Birch and Gavroche left. The poor brute didn't last long after that, and once Birch had buried him he set off on a journey again, this time determined to find one, if not all, of his siblings.

Eventually his wanderings would lead him to Alacritia, where he would continue his search.

RP Sample:

The strange grasses that made up the plains of his home bent underpaw, leaving a path behind him as Birch walked. It was a beautiful spring morning, birds flying high above their songs mingling with one another as the male made his rounds. As of late there had been trouble of two wolves crossing their borders. The first wolf, a male whose name he did not know, had come taunting his alpha. He was a cruel male who had apparently come from the lands Gavroche originally hailed from. The other was his female, equally cold and of a dark mind. They were nothing but trouble makers.

Birch slowed to a stop, taking a deep breath of morning air. The pack lands seemed peaceful this morning. The brute swished his tail back and forth lazily. Life here was beautiful, but his heart still yearned for the faces he had once known. Before the brute's mind could wander down that path too far a small, familiar voice addressed him.

"Mister Birrrrrch. You promised we'd play today!" The bright eyes of the male shifted to the small gray pup. His name was Kirhe, one of the alpha's sons. "Right! Let's begin then~." The brute replied in a happy tone. Birch turned his body fully to the young pup, dropping into a playful position. With his butt up in the air the male began wagging his tail back and forth, energy seeming to bubble out. The little pup dropped his front end to the ground as well, letting out a playful bark. "We're gonna play tag, and you're it!" Kirhe spun, shooting off across the plains as laughter escaped him.

Birch waited, his paws tingling in anticipation to chase after the pup. But it wouldn't be fair to catch up with the youngster so soon after he ran off. A few more moments passed before Birch couldn't wait any longer and he sprang from the position he had been waiting in, his long legs eating up the distance between him and Kirhe.

Once Birch had caught up he ran excitedly around the pup three times before stopping in front of the youngster and tapping his nose gently with a paw. His tail was wagging like crazy behind him as he lowered his head to Kirhe's level. "You're it now~" He spun around again, practically bouncing away as he started to distance himself from the pup. It was simple pleasures like this that made Birch enjoy his stays with the pack.

Brief Plans: Birch will be searching for Aranya and once he finds her will stay very close. If she ends up joining a pack Birch will follow, not wanting to lose his sister for a second time.