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1. Character Name: Lysander

2. Character Birthdate (including year): October 1 2006

3. Whether s/he is a regular wolf or a Luperci: Husky- malamute mix, Luperci

4. Gender:Male

5. Your e-mailConfusedilentlycynical@gmail.com

6. A secondary form of contact (AIM, MSN, Y!M):MSN: ilentlycynical@msn.com">silentlycynical@msn.com

7. How did you learn/hear about 'Souls?: It’s me, Kris!





Widespread paws kept him from sinking too deeply into the snow as he trudged along, back to the borders of the pack he had selected. His initial aim had been vague, the only real decision in making his way was remembering which direction his brother had set off on months before. While it was not exactly his goal to meet back up with Leland, the sleek and silver male did not like having no direction at all and Leland’s destination was as good as any. It had taken him months to catch up and track down the right area but once he had, he discovered it was not just one pack in the lands his brother had settled on. It was many. Which was fortunate, because that meant they wouldn’t have to stay in the same pack. Leland meant little to the compactly built canine, just an ending point in the inevitable journey he had taken and a source of amusement when he told the burly, red hued husky his sweet heart Lela had finally spit out some puppies. Yet he would let Leland find him, it was more fun that way, and he was excited to see how long it would take the jolly idiot to look here.



The other packs had been too full, Leland’s home, or consisted entirely of another species. His selection had merely been an elimination process over the past week he had taken to get aquatinted with the lands, but that did not mean it was not desirable. Any pack was as good as another, he would be loyal to whichever took him. Acceptance first, loyalty later, Lysander was a pro at that game. It worked with women, it worked with packs, he was not one to question the system if it worked. Plus the location was attractive, right next to the big city, which Ly imagined he would spend a lot of his time in. There was probably enough trouble and fun to find in the human remnants of the city to keep him occupied on his downtime.



White paws stopped a few yards off from the borders, he knew how to play this game too. All life was, was a serious of games, most of which he won. He’d win this one too, he already knew the outcome, but he would let whatever wolf or dog found him first play their fair share of good hands, it was only common courtesy, like the other guy feel like a winner first. Settling down on his haunches, the curly husky tail wrapped easily around his feet, keeping them warm from the exposure. He’d sit statue still until they found him, calling out was rude, as was relaxing so close to the border. He hadn’t anything better to do and had all the time in world, Lysander didn’t mind waiting.


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