Wickett

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Stoic (RP wise), Thoughtful, secretly shy, somewhat serious ((actually he mimics Keanu but isn't actually that good at doing so and very easy to crack his façade. like an egg.))



_{The adopted brother figure and one of the reasons you'll see Alayto turn tail and run. Perhaps it's the slight jaw part that flashes teeth or the low growling that Wickett directs at the cocky, overconfident Apricot and black colored wolf, It doesn't take more then a few seconds of such that has Alayto running for the hills while mouthing off that he "isn't scared but is letting Wickett off the hook" this is his favorite phrase when ultimately terrified but trying to save face. When he isn't mixing various poultices, salves and what not together, he's off spending time with the hotheaded female Sangre, usually the pair like to take to the trails enjoying a nice quiet walk... until the high strung she-wolf turns it into a game of chase the moment she spots a rabbit.}
^{"Uh...Wickett, you uh... okay there?"}_{One of the wolves that the young herbalist was examining could no longer withhold his inquiry and concern. The herbalist's eyes had turned black after ingesting a strange herb he had found deep within a grove much to the disapproval of the older wiser wolves of the Clan. Whatever he consumed seemed to have an odd eye effect. His silver eyes turned onyx black and now fewer wolves would visit him even going as far as to improvise their own medicines and healing methods.}

Fatherhood

_{Sangre and Wickett were surprised when they found themselves blessed with the news of becoming parents, Sangre's pregnancy went well enough and a couple moons later now the new parents have their paws full with four rambunctious pups. And wickett loves every second of it. Sangre loved wickett so much their flourishing romance bore fruit yet again in the four of a second litter. Four pups, all males and just as bit rowdy as wild beasts. But that's okay, Wickett and Sangre love their children. All seven of them.}

_{As Seasons Come and Go so too do the years fly by}...

_{Now Wickett and Sangre are at that age where their first litter is grown and they have to rely upon their grown-pups for help wrangling the second litter of little ones. The family functions smoothly, albeit loudly at times, but it is sure a sight to behold seeing the male tail wagging as though he were a youth all over again as he goes for a family walk with his beloved rosy colored mate and their many, many children.}

Pair bonded to Sangre :love:



Susiron (#16005)@LunarWhisper (#24953) Ohh he's cool. He kinda makes me think of wicker work

Note; Thank you Susiron for the namd idea! ❤