Kodiak

Name:Kodiak

Pack: The Pack of Obsidian Souls

Rank: Alpha

Appearance: Kodiak is a rather fluffy timber wolf, standing at 38 inches and measuring 6'7'' from nose to tail tip. She is rather muscular for a female wolf, but her former rank and harsh environment led to this conclusion. Her fur is pitch black with patches of brown and white scattered throughout her underbelly and underside of her tail. Her ears are fairly short and have a rounded triangle shape rather than a pointed one. Kodiak stands sturdy on her paws, holding up her muscular stature. Lastly, Kodiak sports amber eyes with it being her most prominent feature, along with her left canine being longer than the other, causing it to protrude from her mouth even when closed.

Personality: She's not the lovey dovey type, that being she doesn't really care for overly affectionate wolves. Her temper isn't the best so while she does try to avoid situations and keep to herself, she does end up getting upset fairly quickly. Once she's upset, she has little regard for whoever's feelings, not caring what comes out of her mouth. Despite her rough and tough exterior, she's very caring once you get to know her but don't expect anything too nice from her. Kodiak's love language is aggression, a playing tackle or nudges here and there is how she communicates with those she either likes or sees as a friend. She's willing to give advice to those who choose to listen or listen to those who need it. Picking fights isn't really her taste but if it happens then so fucking be it.

One downfall of her though, she would rather sit and suffer in silence before asking for help, her former pack trained their warriors to not ask for help, but find an alternative solution. Kodiak takes great pride in her masculine appearance as well as her strength, but she doesn't let this get to her head. She does have her arrogant moments, but for the most part she does her best to remain humble. Her appearance does prove to be her enemy when she's around her mate, often getting insecure about her looks.

Kodiak takes her rank very seriously, even being willing to sacrifice herself for the good of the pack. She hates arrogant canines and DESPISES domestic breeds with an undying passion. Kodiak does not fear higher ranks, but she does respect them highly as she was taught to. Being looked up to before, both high and low ranks hold a place in how the pack is seen from the outside and inside and she knows this. Kodiak will NOT hesitate to put anyone in their place, whether it be respectfully or not since some don't know when not to speak out of turn. Kodiak does have a soft spot for pups though, protecting them as if they were her own. If Kodiak isn't seen in the main area of the territory, she can surely be found deep in the forests or near a body of water praying to/ talking to the Nordic gods.

History (optional):Kodiak was the Lead Warrior in her former pack, The NightHowler pack deep in the Norweigan forests.. Being the first born, she was pushed from birth to be the hardest warrior since she picked up her dad's genes. Averaging out to be the biggest female, weight, height, and muscular wise, her parents only thought it was right to place her as a warrior and eventually worked her way up the ranks. The day seemed to be going as usual, a few hunts and brawls here and there, giving little to no indication of the events that were going to unfold later on that night. Pack tradition was to howl at the moon before the pack rested for the next day, though this time was different. Mere moments after following their tradition an ear piercing gun shot rattle through the air followed by a whimper. Humans. Groups emerged from the forest with domestics that led them there. They shot every wolf that crossed their path, including her parents, the alphas of the pack. Rage surged through his veins as she bolted in the opposite direction passing up body after body before she stumbled upon the bodies of her deceased parents. Their fur was staying with the mix of their blood, the life that used to shine vibrantly in their eyes was now... Gone. Kodiak stood there, heartbroken before he heard a human speak...more like yell as she stared into the now blank eyes of who used to be her parents. Bowing her head to her parents one last time, Kodiak quickly bolted in the opposite direction, kicking up clumps of dirt and foliage under her paws as the footsteps behind her began to fade. From that day on, she never looked at humans or domestic breeds the same, always writing them off to be enemies after seeing what they had done to her parents as well as the pack she had been raised in from birth. She thought canines were supposed to stick together but that was proven otherwise... Kodiak continued to worship the Norse gods even after the demise of her pack, the only thing she had left from the home she fled. After spending nearly 2 years of her life alone, she developed an emotional connection with the Norse god of the forest, revenge, and silence Víðarr, placing her problems in his hands as well as just speaking to him to keep some sense of sanity. 

Other: She is fluent in Norwegian and Runic. She also has a deep Norwegian accent