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accepted — 4/20/2022 !

re-uploaded his app — 7/18/2022 !

gained the delta hunter rank — 7/23/2022 !

gained the gamma hunter rank — 11/30/2022

Name: Buckwheat
Nickname(s): Buck
Meaning: A plant that produces a starchy seed.

Age: Young Adult

Starting Age: 2 Years & 4 Months

Current Age: 2 years & 4 Months

Birth Month: 620/01

Sex: Male

Height: 36"

Weight: Average
Build: Buckwheat, while an overall average wolf, is a rather stout one; he sports thick limbs, large paws, and a broad frame that his dense fur accentuates, making him a physically imposing figure.
Scars: While adorned in many small scars, a tribute to his hard-headed endeavors, Buckwheat now brandishes half-healed burn scars along his left shoulder that ever slightly so cut up over his muzzle. A few smaller but no less deep scars cut through his left brow.

Genotype: awas BB DD EmE G ll kyky SS tt

Phenotype: Masked Agouti

Carries: Creeping Tan

Mutation(s): None

Pack: Valgard

Rank: Delta

Task: Hunter

Past Affiliations: Valgard born - none.

Family: Hoss (Father, NPC, Deceased) | Rosalind (Mother, NPC, Deceased)
Nasier (Brother, NPC, Deceased), Burdock (Brother, NPC, Deceased)

Personality

Buckwheat's a simple-minded individual. He doesn't see the importance of using mental effort unless it's absolutely necessary, finding his energy is better utilized physically, and there's no doubt that he excels when it comes to physical work, but this does give the impression to those around him that he's dull, lacking a more sensible, logical sort of intelligence. While this may stand true under certain terms due to his social insensitivity and otherwise blunt nature, Buckwheat is far from dull, he simply believes in a more practical use of his wit, and as an aspiring Hunter from a young age, Buckwheat's ability to think quickly on his paws and stubbornness that lengthens his endurance, at times to his own detriment, may prove to be useful. Buckwheat's simpler nature also lends itself to undivided devotion, he doesn't think heavily in regards to his position in life, rarely questioning orders outside of his own expertise, this leads to his loyalty running deep, as his primary goal in life is to ensure the success of his pack, at whatever cost.

Buckwheat, while agreeable and typically easy-going, isn't absolved from the qualms of being a wolf more inclined to action rather than words. He's impulsive and ultimately blunt, a combination that can ever so quickly devolve a situation into something vastly unsavory. Buckwheat's filter scarcely exists, what he thinks, he says, what he feels... Well, he won't spare another to harbor his own emotions. Despite this, he doesn't tolerate similar behavior, quick to snap with teeth bared at whoever turned such a tone to him. This impulsivity extends to his behavior in regards to other realms, too -- while he may be hyper-aware, observant, and careful where others may be involved, if he's on his own? Buckwheat isn't too good to get gutsy, almost to a dreadfully stupid extent.

However, Buckwheat, unless critically provoked, is the sort to live and let live -- neutral more often than not. He's not the sort to make enemies easy, nor does he desire to, but he also isn't the sort to make friends easily either.

Backstory

Buckwheat was the firstborn in a litter of three belonging to two wolves of no account at all. Average wolves with respectable ranks and reputations between them both, never making waves nor any standout impact, it was expected that their offspring would hold up to a similar standard. To no wolf's surprise, they did; three healthy males, eager to nurse and therefore eager to thrive. This would continue to define Buckwheat rather well. As he and his brothers grew, his parents and their pack-dedicated mindsets crafted him to be an eager participant in the world around him, and he aspired to one day become a Hunter as his mother was.

Though his developing devotion was undeniable, Buckwheat did find his time to slack as any would, while technically the smallest of the litter, Buckwheat was eager to throw his weight around with his siblings... obsessively and excessively so, until his brothers deemed him too rough, too unrelenting... and in stepped their father, not at all interested in dampening his boy's vigor, opted to be the one to tussle with him. It was during these spars between father and son that Buckwheat's connection with his father deepened and his taste for impressing him grew. The day in and day out of striving to make himself ready for the day he claimed his task and took rank as a member of value in the pack.

If he'd been given the chance, perhaps he'd have done so with haste.

Instead, on a seemingly innocuous night, a strange light bloomed and the world erupted, tearing Buckwheat from his paws and sending him sprawling, knocking him instantly unconscious.

However long had passed from the moment it all went dark, he would never know, but what he would forever remember is the scent of smoke, so thick and heavy in his lungs it was like something physical to carry, leaving him sick, dizzy, and nauseated from the stench of burning flesh and the haunting crack, hiss, snap of the world threatening to bend and break beneath the light show that'd waged not so long before. Buckwheat didn't attempt to use his wit to flee immediately, scrabbling to his paws, lungs heavy and his eyes wide and frantic as he tried to search the growing wreckage for his family, but with every turn he made, bodies... and just parts were found, leading him to the devastating realization they were gone. His mother, father, brothers... lost.

Buckwheat hadn't even recognized his own injuries until he and the rest of the survivors were leaving the desolate remains of their territory behind but one look around him would prove he was luckier than most. He hurt, sure, but he still had his strength, more or less, his dogged determination hardly scorched by the explosion. He could manage on... And that's what he did.

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Description

accepted — 4/20/2022 !

re-uploaded his app — 7/18/2022 !

gained the delta hunter rank — 7/23/2022 !

gained the gamma hunter rank — 11/30/2022

Name: Buckwheat
Nickname(s): Buck
Meaning: A plant that produces a starchy seed.

Age: Young Adult

Starting Age: 2 Years & 4 Months

Current Age: 2 years & 4 Months

Birth Month: 620/01

Sex: Male

Height: 36"

Weight: Average
Build: Buckwheat, while an overall average wolf, is a rather stout one; he sports thick limbs, large paws, and a broad frame that his dense fur accentuates, making him a physically imposing figure.
Scars: While adorned in many small scars, a tribute to his hard-headed endeavors, Buckwheat now brandishes half-healed burn scars along his left shoulder that ever slightly so cut up over his muzzle. A few smaller but no less deep scars cut through his left brow.

Genotype: awas BB DD EmE G ll kyky SS tt

Phenotype: Masked Agouti

Carries: Creeping Tan

Mutation(s): None

Pack: Valgard

Rank: Delta

Task: Hunter

Past Affiliations: Valgard born - none.

Family: Hoss (Father, NPC, Deceased) | Rosalind (Mother, NPC, Deceased)
Nasier (Brother, NPC, Deceased), Burdock (Brother, NPC, Deceased)

Personality

Buckwheat's a simple-minded individual. He doesn't see the importance of using mental effort unless it's absolutely necessary, finding his energy is better utilized physically, and there's no doubt that he excels when it comes to physical work, but this does give the impression to those around him that he's dull, lacking a more sensible, logical sort of intelligence. While this may stand true under certain terms due to his social insensitivity and otherwise blunt nature, Buckwheat is far from dull, he simply believes in a more practical use of his wit, and as an aspiring Hunter from a young age, Buckwheat's ability to think quickly on his paws and stubbornness that lengthens his endurance, at times to his own detriment, may prove to be useful. Buckwheat's simpler nature also lends itself to undivided devotion, he doesn't think heavily in regards to his position in life, rarely questioning orders outside of his own expertise, this leads to his loyalty running deep, as his primary goal in life is to ensure the success of his pack, at whatever cost.

Buckwheat, while agreeable and typically easy-going, isn't absolved from the qualms of being a wolf more inclined to action rather than words. He's impulsive and ultimately blunt, a combination that can ever so quickly devolve a situation into something vastly unsavory. Buckwheat's filter scarcely exists, what he thinks, he says, what he feels... Well, he won't spare another to harbor his own emotions. Despite this, he doesn't tolerate similar behavior, quick to snap with teeth bared at whoever turned such a tone to him. This impulsivity extends to his behavior in regards to other realms, too -- while he may be hyper-aware, observant, and careful where others may be involved, if he's on his own? Buckwheat isn't too good to get gutsy, almost to a dreadfully stupid extent.

However, Buckwheat, unless critically provoked, is the sort to live and let live -- neutral more often than not. He's not the sort to make enemies easy, nor does he desire to, but he also isn't the sort to make friends easily either.

Backstory

Buckwheat was the firstborn in a litter of three belonging to two wolves of no account at all. Average wolves with respectable ranks and reputations between them both, never making waves nor any standout impact, it was expected that their offspring would hold up to a similar standard. To no wolf's surprise, they did; three healthy males, eager to nurse and therefore eager to thrive. This would continue to define Buckwheat rather well. As he and his brothers grew, his parents and their pack-dedicated mindsets crafted him to be an eager participant in the world around him, and he aspired to one day become a Hunter as his mother was.

Though his developing devotion was undeniable, Buckwheat did find his time to slack as any would, while technically the smallest of the litter, Buckwheat was eager to throw his weight around with his siblings... obsessively and excessively so, until his brothers deemed him too rough, too unrelenting... and in stepped their father, not at all interested in dampening his boy's vigor, opted to be the one to tussle with him. It was during these spars between father and son that Buckwheat's connection with his father deepened and his taste for impressing him grew. The day in and day out of striving to make himself ready for the day he claimed his task and took rank as a member of value in the pack.

If he'd been given the chance, perhaps he'd have done so with haste.

Instead, on a seemingly innocuous night, a strange light bloomed and the world erupted, tearing Buckwheat from his paws and sending him sprawling, knocking him instantly unconscious.

However long had passed from the moment it all went dark, he would never know, but what he would forever remember is the scent of smoke, so thick and heavy in his lungs it was like something physical to carry, leaving him sick, dizzy, and nauseated from the stench of burning flesh and the haunting crack, hiss, snap of the world threatening to bend and break beneath the light show that'd waged not so long before. Buckwheat didn't attempt to use his wit to flee immediately, scrabbling to his paws, lungs heavy and his eyes wide and frantic as he tried to search the growing wreckage for his family, but with every turn he made, bodies... and just parts were found, leading him to the devastating realization they were gone. His mother, father, brothers... lost.

Buckwheat hadn't even recognized his own injuries until he and the rest of the survivors were leaving the desolate remains of their territory behind but one look around him would prove he was luckier than most. He hurt, sure, but he still had his strength, more or less, his dogged determination hardly scorched by the explosion. He could manage on... And that's what he did.

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