Bjorn of WolfClan

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Name: Bjorn
Gender: Male
Affiliate: WolfClan
Rank:Wolf- Gamma

Looks: HERE



(In reality, Bjorn’s coat is a lot more muted and natural than that. ><;) The rest of his body is the same reddish-orange-brown, except the tip of his tail is lightening with each greenleaf that goes by. Bjorn is a heavyset wolf, the kind that is not very known for his agility. Once he gets going, with the proper build-up, he can be quite fast, possessing long limbs, but quick turns and leaps are not his style. This is why heavily forested areas are bad for him as battlefields. Although rather formidable fighting, what with his great mass to throw around, Bjorn is one of those stubborn, set kind of wolves that takes a while to figure out a counterattack if taken by surprise. He’s not stupid; it’s just when he sets his mind on something, it fixes in place.
Personality: Bjorn is pretty old. By human standards, he’s mid-50s or so. He’s seen a lot. You’d think that, elderly as he is, he’d retire, or at least take it easy on the missions. Oh, no. Not for Bjorn. He’s set his mind on giving it his all, until he dies. This bearlike creature is smart in the sense he’s seen a lot. But, his nature itself is of average intelligence. He’s been gifted with logic his whole life, but perhaps that’s made him too practical. Bjorn rarely shows emotion. He doesn’t really care for anyone, except himself. He’s not exactly cruel – he has nothing against anybody else. Calculating and completely lost without his ever-trusty logic, Bjorn is still a fierce protector of his Clan. His pride still hasn’t gone out, and while he’s stubborn when he wants to be, he doesn’t care about who the leader of the Clan is, and what their decisions are. Rather, he carries out the orders, fiercely loyal to his Clan, which means he must be loyal to the Alpha as well. Bjorn’s reasoning, however, is easily shaken, if one chooses the right words.
Birth: Born to Beechnut, a loner who left her only child, Bjorn, to WolfClan.

History: Many, many seasons ago, a beautiful tawny orange wolf daintily minced her way into the camp, her aura of mystery and prim delight captivating everyone. She deposited a shivering mass of yellowish fur at the entrance, licked it gently, then trotted out, not to be seen again until, next season, a patrol discovered her corpse. Her name was Beechnut, and she had been a terrible flirt. She’d given birth to Bjorn, and left him to better care, for she still wanted to enjoy the pleasures of a child-free life. She was killed by a badger, as the pup Bjorn found out, and he tore apart a random badger on the territory as his revenge, right before he became a Gamma. That feat earned him the title, and with a smug sense of pride, Bjorn kept on using his mass in battles, pinning his opponents down and snapping at their throats. He once had a mate, Koma, but she died giving birth to a stillborn pup. Bitter, Bjorn buried the both of them, and swore never to have a mate again.
RP Sample: Bjorn’s tawny russet-gold fur swayed in the slight breeze, his shaggy coat gleaming with a burnished, coppery glow. His pelt was a mix of sepia with a touch of orange, for the most part, and he was very proud of it. The richly colored fur was his only vanity, so naturally Bjorn diverted most of his attention to it. Absentmindedly drinking in the fresh, crisp smell of the forest, he wondered why WolfClan had chosen to live in the Twoleg section of the territory. Admittedly, the cat Clans belonged in the forests, for they were far more agile, the puny beings they were, but RiverClan had a good, fresh supply of water and reasonably good land. WindClan was even better, with firm, packed ground and open skies.



Sighing, the bearlike creature turned around and majestically padded in the direction of his home.

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