Orul

Smart, stable and reliable with rough edges, Orul truly cares for his pack. He's adamant on cohesion, and often reminds others around him that white death of nature claims those who can't or won't work together. Orul is drier than a desert when stressed or worried, but is capable of playfulness and light smiles when relaxed. He prefers to listen to elders and his pack members to gain a better understanding of the situations and needs, and is in his element rather when caring and protecting others rather than fighting and war. Secretly Orul wishes to gain a partner and a family, even though biological pups are out of his reach due to him not finding females tempting in a right way.

His build is robust and large with a thich coat of fur. There are two small, old scars on top of his muzzle, and his eyes are pungent mint green. Orul's ears have suffered frost bites when he was a small pup, but they have grown fur very well, so they look like silly tufts. Orul carries his body with consideration and dignity, without succumbing to unnecessary aristocracy. His pace is extremely sustainable, though he's also capable of quick sprints to catch a prey. Orul's eyes have a lively, bright and attentive look in them and his voice is low and gentle, though a little rough.