Leto [Written for Alpha position]

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WHAT HAVE THEY DONE TO ME?

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Who am I?

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^{They have taken my body, they have branded my soul,
they have poisoned my blood, they have made me,}
Leto

Gender:; Male
Rank:; Alpha
Pack:; Loik
Age:; 4 summers
Kin:; Mother:Aloi Father:Kief Other:Brothers- Senta, Kemono
Sisters- Alura, Illusion, Ghani

Bound for Destruction, headed for no where...

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Am I lost, am I doomed?

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^{Wandering into this darkness..... Falling away.....}
Look away from the mirror....

Pelt:; Black that shines an almost roan color in the sunshine
eyes:; Hazel but in the deepest of winters, his eyes appear green as a summer leaf.
looks:; His pelt is an oddity of colors. At first glance, it appears black but in the sunshine, it appears to be a dirty rust color with a mixture of black. Up close, though, his fur is in fact a mixture of browns, grays and blacks; almost like ash or dirt. He keeps his coat shiny, which gives off the oddity of colors in the sunshine. But besides the oddity of his coat colors, are the strange runes that "glow" beneath his fur. Only able to see at night, these strange runes burn with the same intensity and color as the fire he controls. There are two small ones on his left leg and one his right hind leg. A small one also sits beneath his left eye. Another adorns between his shoulder blades, which seems to be the place where his fire control starts. He is a small wolf, compared to any normal wolf but his body is built for fighting; lean and compact. Don't let his size fool you. He's packed full of muscle and knows how to use them. Beneath all the fur and runes, are scars of all shapes and sizes from his younger days. There's a line across his left eye and a bite out of his right ear. There is also an X shaped scar at the base of his tail that he can't remember getting.

His fur is rather long, giving him the "fluffy" look. Not that he minds. It keeps out rogue bites that would hurt other wolves. His eyes he is most proud of. During any time of the day, they are hazel, green, brown and silver mixed altogether but in the deepest parts of winter, his eyes are bright green, like summer leaves. When he's in control of fire, however, his eyes blaze with the color of fire, as though his very soul was on fire.
Abilities:; Increased Speed (only in the rain), fire control (can only be used when near an actual fire, cannot create fire out of thin air).

My soul is still on burning, desire to live....
desire to be free....

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What am i to do?

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^{They have tied me down, and left me to rot.....}

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Pick A Season

I act so:; free-spirit
But my heart is:; broken
Personality:; Born the first son in a litter of six, Leto's life started out exactly where he wanted it; in his paws. He was in control. Loved and spoiled by both his parents, he got whatever he wanted whenever he wanted. He was the Alpha pup in his litter, his siblings taking after him and following his lead. As a pup, he was selfish and arrogant. Because he was the Alpha's son, he demanded respect and pushed for obedience. His father's pack was a pack of warriors, one of the largest packs in the lands and continuing to grow regularly. Even before he was a year old, he was accompanying his father on some of these reconnaissance missions. Some packs joined theirs willingly without a fight while others fought. Side by side with his siblings, Leto fought for a cause he knew nothing about. He was becoming blood thirsty and battle hungry. He was gaining muscle fast and couldn't keep up with his wounds and scars. He quickly grew in the ranks, making him all the more arrogant till he was right below his father as Beta.

His mind wasn't cleared of his filth until his father forced him to kill his sister for treason; mating with another pack. He had fought against his father, but covered in his sister's blood and the whole pack screaming traitor at him, he was forced under and chased from the pack. It was then his mind cleared and he matured. His days of battle were over but there was nothing that could scrape the hardness from his heart. He still has a streak of arrogance and selfishness but he plays it out better, tending to flirt or boast rather than fight. He's carefree now but has a bitter judgment of rouges and loners, choosing to test rather than accept with open arms. Love is a new emotion he has yet to feel but once he's under it's addiction, he will be as soft as a puppy.
Dice Roll:; *luck*

With my last dieing breath, i give you my word....

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Good Bye for now my friend.....

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Myth

But i have made it my own:; Leto
Application word:; Liar
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[Myth]

You may now start an rp with the Loik Alphess to show the meeting and the choice.

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