Sorry I've taken so long! I'm just letting everyone know that I'm (finally) working on it, so in a few minutes this post should be edited to include my CS, thank you a lot for the patience. Pack Name: Stardust Vale Pack Name: Tarkutt Age: Five years Gender: Male Appearance: Tall, long-legged wolf with a thin frame. His eyes are wide, pale orange and rarely-blinking, and his fur is dark gray in color, with paler paws, belly, tail and around his eyes. His expression is usually worried. He has a pinkish scab on his nose and both of his ears are quite notched. Rank: Shaman/healer Personality: He's a worrier. He frets that medicines are not stocked up enough (even if they are), that disease is just around the corner, and other things. He thinks more than he speaks and paces around a lot, often in self criticism. He is painfully shy and a bit awkward, unless he's working to heal a sick or injured wolf, in which case he's in serious working mode. He talks to himself when he's alone (or thinks he is). Although he is timid around other wolves, he is proud and loyal of the pack, and is determined to help every member as much as he can. If one can make friends with him, he'll be really grateful and possibly even playful. He's gentle, caring in his own shy way. If one were to talk bad about the pack, he'd probably respond with an angry outburst- and then realize that he fights like a malnourished pup. Occasionally he'll show wit, but that is something that rarely slips out before he puts a cap on it. Usually he regrets it. History: He was born into this pack not as a runt but certainly as the weakest and most submissive pup. His parents sort of coddled him along with all of his siblings, so they were a little unprepared for the world; this might account for some of Tarkutt's anxiety pertaining to preparing for the worst and obsessively stocking medicines. He started out as an enthusiastic pup and became gradually less comfortable with interaction, letting his older brothers and sisters push him around (except in rare cases when he'd pull their tails and then run like Hell). Nothing particularly notable has happened to Tarkutt except for the pack being banished from the valley. Strengths: Memory and strong knowledge of plants and their beneficial or harmful uses, stealing birds' eggs from their nests while they're not looking, and stealing honey from bee hives. Weaknesses: Holding a conversation that doesn't pertain to plants, injury, or illness, asking for help when he needs it, fighting and hunting Family: His father left after his mother got old and died. His siblings have either dispersed or also died (at varying ages from varying causes). Mate: Not yet. Pups: No.