✖ Rafe ✖
（Sea）（Beta Male ）
CuddlyDeathPrincess
" Strength does not come from physical capacity. It comes from an indomitable will."
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filler＇＇the basics ；When I was born...
- Believe it or not, I am 《5》,
and I am currently at the rank of《Beta Male》
《 the beta female, Genevieve 》 currently holds my heart.
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filler＇＇Digging deeper ；A little more detail about my existence...
I've been known to like...
~ Hunting; Swimming; Staying active; Protecting the pack; Genevieve…
And these things make me bare my teeth..
~ Mountain Pack; Being snuck up on; The smell of rotting meat;
These things make me want to hide...
~ Loosing hearing completely; Never having pups; Death of fellow pack members; Loosing position in the pack
This is who I truly am...
- As one of the older members of the pack, I feel a little more responsible for what goes on around here. I tend to come off as kind of grumpy because of that. But its sometimes hard to maintain respect if one isn’t a jerk to others. There is one thing I will go pretty soft for and that is Genevieve. She may not believe it all the time but I do very much care for her. But enough of this lovey dovey crap… I am loyal, hard working, and would die for any member of the pack if it is my alpha’s wish.
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filler＇＇Down under ；This seems so long ago...
It all started when...
- I rarely talk about myself. My life hasn’t been that exciting or boring. It is what it should be. My mother was a shaman and my father a warrior. He had been a rather rough fellow and most that remember him know I take after him more than my mother. She was a kind and generous healer. They both died well in service for the pack. My father in a fight. My mother had left because she was too old to service the pack any longer. It was how it should be. I miss them, but I respect them more for their loyal service. I grew up head strong and eager to prove myself. I followed my father’s paw prints and became a warrior. I always was ready for the fight, but as a pup I was perhaps to eager to jump right in. That eagerness cost me a good deal of my hearing. It was a clash with the Mountain pack warrior when I had only been three for a couple of weeks, that has brought on this unfortunate loss. I young and was knocked out cold. It took a couple of days before I regained partial hearing.
After that fight I started to train myself to use my other senses more keenly. I didn’t want a silly thing like not hearing my enemies approach demote me to just a member. I spent most of that year growing stronger than any other warrior in the pack. At four, the old beta had grown to old to perform his duties and stepped down. I step up along with others to claim the spot. I am not proud of all I did that day, but it was necessary to gain the rank. And while there was a beta fae already, I didn’t much care for her. It came as a relief when Genevieve challenged her. She was always a strong fighter and much more my tastes. Though during the fight I had kept quiet during the fight, I was secretly routing for the warrior to win. Now she is my mate. I am older than she is, but I hope that a year doesn’t separate us too much… Anyways, that is all really. I served the alpha till he was replaced by Faux. And I will be loyal to him and the alpha fae, because that is my duty. Yet if he ever fails the pack, I will not hesitate to try and snuff him out.
