Name: Xyphur
Age: 4
Gender: Brute

Appearance: Xyphur his a very large wolf. He is pure white, but his pelt is blood stained resulting in variuos crimson colored patches. He has deep red eyes that were once grey. His paws are normal sized for a wolf of his size. While his teeth are quite large, he manages to keepthem hidden in his large maw. This wolf is very muscular. His fur is very soft and long. He has one battle scar on his left hind leg, that is in the form of four jagged lines. Other than that scar, he is missing the tip of his right ear. Although he may sound quite disportionate, he looks the exact same as a normal size wolf, but bigger.

Personality: Xyphur is a fairly quite wolf. Although he doesn't say much, he will always have a lot to say. He doesn't like taking orders from anyone, except the alpha. He does get into fights often, but usually walks away from them. When, he does decide to fight, the end is usually brutal for the other wolf. There is only certain wolves he trusts, and those wolves are the ones that others don't trust. Xyphur is a very trustworthy wolf himself thought. He cares much for ones he loves, and would risk his life for whoever they may be. Xyphur is not blood thirsty. He does enjoy ripping apart other wolves that have harmed anyone close to him.

History: Xyphur was born in a small litter of 2. The father was a strong muscular male who was a dark shade of auburn. The mother was a lean black female, who was extremely fierce. Like his younger sister, Gaderel, he was the odd pup, that turned out an extremely light color. White. His life as a pup was actually a good one. Until his sister killed the betan air. From that point on, until the distruction of the pack, he had been cast aside. No one would speak to him. If they did make any contact with him, it was with taunts, or other horrible things. Not long after, he began working on his physical attributes, such as muscular.

He wanted to prove to the pack he was important. He was also planning on going after his sister soon, but not to kill her. Soon the pack's distruction came, and it was his turn to run. He later caught up with Gaderel, but stayed out of sight. He watched the day the fire came. He wanted to save his sister, but the atempt would be futile. She thought he was dead, and for all he knew, she was dead too. Xyphur watched in slient shame as the cowardly alphess ran leaving her pack for dead. He was ahamed that this alphess was his half sister. He did want to kill her. But he wouldn't. It wouldn't be right. But as the days past he started to develop a taste for revenge. A year later, it began to die down. Now, he is a fairly calm wolf, but deep down that hunger still lies.

There's only one problem here, it's in the appearance. You've hit all the minimums, which is good, but I'm not sure a wolf can be THAT big. I know from experience writing someone half as big over again as everyone else doesn't seem like much, but check this out:



WHOAMG! HORSE WOLF! :o

I get what you're saying though, Xyphur's a big guy but doesn't look out of proportion. If you take out the one and a half times bigger, everything's perfect.

fixing now! :D

All's well here now! :lol:

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