STAG

54 Moons ― Male ― Heterosexual
Kingdom of Riverbloom ― Guardian

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Long legs and a broad chest lend the gift of speed and stamina to the wolf known as Stag. Built for running long distances and doing so quickly, he is built for the hunts that take place over the large range of grassy fields that the Riverbloom wolves call home. Although his legs are long, he is of relatively average size otherwise, lean muscle and a thinner coat giving him little to work with to fake his size. Stag's hackles are ticked with mostly black, with small portions of cream showing through from his undercoat. His flanks are a dark russet red, which has only deepened with his age, with little to no cream on his underbelly. His muzzle is beginning to slowly take on more cream as his age begins to show, however otherwise he has yet to truly show his age, still being able to keep up with the younger wolves and having been blessed by the Kingdom of Stars to not have any major injuries over his lifetime. His eyes are a striking light grey, often standing out in sharp contrast to his brethren's yellow and brown ones.

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Above all else, Stag is a loyal wolf. He is loyal to his Kingdom first and foremost, then to himself and his ideals, and finally to those who he considers family or friends. His loyalty to his Kingdom truly shines when it comes to viciously defending their borders and being alert to any signs of intrusion, but it comes to a fault with just how extreme it can get. His hatred for the other two Kingdoms is ceaseless, especially to the Kingdom of Astralridge - going so far as to discriminate against those who even resemble the wolves who call the mountains and the forest home. An elitist, he is proud of his heritage and of the Kingdom of Riverbloom, believing that the only true way to bring about the most powerful wolves in society is to force them to compete for the best day in and day out. His pride can be a good thing at times, but more often than not it is seen as a hindrance, due to his inability to apologize or accept fault at risk of injuring his precious pride. As far as Stag is concerned, he is never wrong. Last but certainly not least, Stag is an argumentative wolf. He will go to great lengths to ensure that his opinion is heard, and heard well. Grudges are something that he carries for a long time even after these arguments, and he is quick to flare up into anger at the slightest spark of annoyance.

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Stag was born the only pup of a wonderful, loving mother, and.. mother. The couple had been trying for moons to finally have pups, and when they did - they truly prospered in the roles. Each devoting their time, love, and attention to the small pup who they called their own. Stag was completely oblivious to the fact that most wolves don't have two moms, too busy playing with the other pups in the den, chasing his own tail, and listening to the stories of the Boneweavers. He never met his donor-dad, who chose to remain anonymous, and it didn't bother him in the slightest. He was loved by both of his mothers endlessly, and that was all he needed.

Stag never really expected for much to come of his apprenticehood, having been born while the Alpha of their Kingdom had already selected their heir. This was all turned on its head when he was given to the Alpha's Greenhorn to apprentice under, Rush. It was during this relationship that he truly blossomed into his argumentative side, choosing to make Rush's life hell since he was Alpha Greenhorn Rush's trial. If he was going to be a Trial for their next Alpha, he was going to make it count. Competitive, full of energy, and with a fierce sense of adventure, Rush had his paw's full.

For his part, Rush made sure to work Stag into the ground so that his once pent-up energy and red-hot flashes of anger were no longer quite as intense, having no energy to even put into them if he wanted to. Over the moons of training, Stag grew to respect Rush more and more, seeing the reason why Alpha Cliff had chosen him to be his heir. The two went from at each other's throats, to slowly becoming friends, as Stag's torture of Rush became more tame and friendly, and Rush's harsh training of Stag became routine and practiced. It felt like forever and no time at all before he was made into a Guardian.


Although he had his eye on her for some time during their training, he was relatively preoccupied with his mentor for most of his time awake - so when he was made into a Guardian and finally got some free time, he immediately devoted it to pursuing a beautiful, strong she-wolf by the name of Adler. Making a point to be in hunts with her, patrols with her, whatever he could push himself into - the pack took the hint. They began to whisper rumors of how well they would do together, how strong their pups would be, and how it would be a blessing to the Kingdom. Although Alder until this point had mostly ignored his advances or made light of them with a soft laugh, she now had to take it seriously.

Within a moon, they were officially together and expecting their first litter of pups. Stag couldn't have been happier. That was, until while at the Sanctuary taking time to be with his now mate, his mother, Dawn, came into camp ragged and bleeding - carrying the body of her fallen mate, Rowan. One of his mothers had died in a particularly nasty border skirmish with the Kingdom of Astralridge. Stag took to anger rather than grief, spending the following moon stalking the border of Astralridge, looking to start a fight with the horrid white wolf who had killed his mother. In his absence, his other mother - Dawn - took to depression from the loss of her mate, and never truly recovered from the wounds she sustained, regardless of the Corvidae's ceaseless care. She died not long after, leaving Stag motherless, and his soon to be born children, grandmotherless. Yet, he still held onto hope, the hope that his children would brighten his life in the same way he had seen his mothers brighten at seeing him.


That was until the pups were born, and one of them - a she-wolf that Alder insisted they name Lightfur, was born stark white. The other, a beautiful strong male, he named Rowan after his late mother, hoping that her strength could be passed down to this young wolf in doing so. Yet, he couldn't get it out of his head that Alder must have cheated on him with an Astralridge wolf in order to birth such a white wolf. Anger turned into a hatred that was visible to all, as he refused to accept Lightfur as his own child, and instead favored their wonderful son, Rowan. It felt like no time at all had passed until the pups were made into Greenhorns, and his son was chosen to be the Corvidae's Greenhorn. Although at first he was apprehensive, feeling as though his mother's legacy was dying with the name that he had given his son being taken away from him by the Kingdom of Stars, he quickly tried to be more supportive and caring, giving his blessing in turn.

To his once mate, Alder, he was hateful and harsh. No longer were sweet words passed between the two, all he could see now was how she had wronged him by mating with a wolf from Astralridge, the Kingdom that had killed his mothers. In his daughter, he saw the pale coat of the killer of his parents, and every time he saw her, he couldn't help the anger that boiled up, the words that spilled forth in harsh tones, and the way his hackles stood on edge.

He made a point to stay away from Lightfur, yet found it difficult in the small sanctuary, and in her insistence to be near her brother - his son - now named Heron. Once they were into their Guardianhood, he had settled down somewhat, but couldn't help the harsh comments as they flowed all too easily toward the two she-wolves. After a particularly bad hunt that ended in a tussle with Astralridge wolves that Stag was all too happy to participate in, he returned back with a bitten paw. While being treated by his wonderful, perfect son, Heron - the bane of his existence came strolling in, white fur and all, and he couldn't help the harsh comment that flowed from his muzzle.

And that was the last he saw of his daughter and his former mate, as the two left the Kingdom the same day, stating him for their reason for leaving. Good riddance.


Moving now into his later moons, Stag has settled into an easier life without the constant reminder of his dead mothers trotting through the sanctuary like she owned the place. Although still full of anger, and now tinged with minor regret at having pushed two regretfully capable wolves from the Kingdom, he aims to make up for them by working harder, regardless of his increasing age.

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Mother: Dawn (Deceased) ― Mother: Rowan (Deceased) ― Siblings: n/a
Previous Mate: Alder (Deceased)
Current Mate: n/a
Offspring: Heron (Corvidae, M, Taxx ), Lightfur (Rogue, now known as Storm, F, Taxx )
Notes: Any other relevant information can go here. Including mentors, greenhorns, or relationships. Optional.