Eula is energetic and bright hybrid of a Mackenzie Wolf (Marco) and a Eastern Timber Wolf (Vivian) who travels with her loving one eyed fancy rat Odin.

Eula| Colored by Mila



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Date of Birth

Spetember 6th, 2014




Birth place

Appalachian mountains






Mate None
Pack None
Rank Loner


Mates None
Packs (March 2016 - current)

Table of Contents (hide)

  1.   1.  Appearance
    1.   1.1  Coloration
    2.   1.2  Forms
    3.   1.3  Other
  2.   2.  Personality
    1.   2.1  Demeanor
    2.   2.2  Ideals
  3.   3.  Relationships
    1.   3.1  Key Relations
    2.   3.2  Family: Families, Families, and Families
    3.   3.3  Minor Relations
    4.   3.4  Former Relations
  4.   4.  Interaction
    1.   4.1  Residence
    2.   4.2  NPCs
    3.   4.3  Abilities
    4.   4.4  Inventory
  5.   5.  Achievements
  6.   6.  History
    1.   6.1  Timeline
    2.   6.2  Threads

1.  Appearance

Appearance:Appearance: Eula is a hybrid of a Mackenzie valley wolf and a Eastern Timber wolf. Her mother being of the Timber wolf pack that was her home and her father was a loner who eventually joined her family. She weighs at 158 lbs in her Optime form and stands at a not very tall 5'4

Her soft coat is a hodgepodge of chocolate brown, blacks, rustic browns and creams. The black and dark browns coat the top of her back and blends down her sides into warm sandy brown. Soft creams cover her stomach front paws as it creeps up into her muzzle to mix with the grays and browns on her back. There is a strip of black that starts from the crown of her head and stops right between her eyes. gold settles under her eyes as creamy blotches accent her brows making her eyes look wide and almond shaped. Though her eyebrow muscles are deep black. Her eyes are emerald green with little gold flecks in them, they stand brightly against her fur. Her ears have sandy cream around the ends and dark mix of grey and black rimming the inside. Her hair in her Luperci form which she usually is in is tied back into a braid to keep out of the way, creating a twist of color that runs along her back. She has long jagged scars on her hind leg from running into old human barbwire in a field that was over grown.

She has a delicate bone structure and stands very relaxed, her ears are always pivoting to listen. Seeing as she does not have the strength as most larger Luperci she uses her small body and quick wit to get out of overly aggressive situations.

1.1  Coloration

Go go name that color!

  • Eyes: Parsley(#1B5020)
  • Fur:
    • Irish Cream(#633727), highlighted with Chamois Tan (#EAD2AE)
    • Dove Gray (#737373)
    • Mocha(#7B2F18)
    • Sinda Cream(#F2EEDE)
    • Rust Brown (#B36047)

1.2  Forms





1.3  Other


  • Piercings: None
  • Tattoos: none
  • Scars:
    • Patch work scars on her left hind leg where her leg got trapped in old barbwire that was hidden under heavy brush


  • None but she would like some sort of necklace, she had always found them so interesting.

2.  Personality

Personality:Eula is what one would call a social introvert. While she loves the company of her companions and pack mates, she almost requires time to herself to help recharge and refuel her ability to interact with a large group of others due to the fact staying to long in a large group makes her feel claustrophobic. She has been on her own with her companions for company so she is used to social interaction. She grew up with Marrok so she hasn't been on her own. Though to be honest she still is nervous around larger groups. Her own personal companion is what the humans called a "fancy" rat, named Odin. His left eye is blind due to a scratch to the eye that ruined his eye sight. She found him when she was young and had kept him ever since. He gives her the emotional support she needs from time to time.

She overall is feisty, happy and somewhat naive, but has a pretty happy attitude, though at times she does get a little snappy due to feeling overwhelmed.

2.1  Demeanor

  • Has a feisty and happy demeanor, can come off as thick headed or naive
  • Can become more tense when getting claustrophobic, tends to had time to herself and wanders off
    • Acts very motherly around pups or younger members of her pack, has a tender heart and a loyal soul.

2.2  Ideals


  • Likes:
    • hunting
    • Tracking
    • pups
    • running
    • exploring
    • singing
  • Dislikes:
    • large crowds
    • night-time
    • starving
    • fighting
    • Swimming
    • "windego stories"


some what erratic, happy, optimistic, hardy, thick headed, stubborn, relaxed

  • Outlook: Optimistic
  • Expression: relaxed,submissive
  • Alignment: Neutral Good


  • Failure, water, swimming, mockery, being alone, night terrors, drowning, watching people she loves die. Windego



  • Packs: She is not bias against a pack.
  • Species: she isn't really biased against species either.
  • Gender: She's a little timid around the other gender, unsure as how to act around them. She can get easily flustered/
  • Color: non-bias against color.
  • Sexuality: She believes if you love someone it shouldn't matter the gender.
  • Age:She highly respects her elders and loves children despite that some times they can be little hellions.



She has never done any substances and probably never will.


She doesn't really believe in any higher power but still believes that good deeds don't go unnoticed.

3.  Relationships

3.1  Key Relations

3.2  Family: Families, Families, and Families

  • Mother: Vivian
  • Father: Marco
  • Siblings: Stven (brother)
  • Extended:

3.3  Minor Relations

3.4  Former Relations

  • Mother: Vivian
  • Father: Marco
  • Siblings:
    • Stven

4.  Interaction

  • Speech:
  • Scent: Simza smells like fresh leaves, rich soil and something that is a mixture close to vanilla and Lilac.

4.1  Residence

  • no where

4.2  NPCs


4.3  Abilities


  • Tracking, crafting, drawing, singing, running, animals and taming them, story telling, spear throwing, long range weapons.


swimming, starting fires, being quite, hand to hand combat.

4.4  Inventory


Crafting small totems, animal taming


Category of Things

Category of Things

5.  Achievements

Pack Game

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Go get your Catacombs and put it here; else delete this section.

6.  History

The story of her family is a sad one, of blurry horror and terror at the hands in which ironically became her own family in the end.

Her family was that of Luperci, they were small. Her father Marco, her mother Vivian, and her older brother Stven who was always with her. They had a small plot of land to themselves in between two larger packs. These packs were quite harmonious with her family and in the end the valley was a good spot for trade. It was in what the humans called the Appalachian mountain range. But food was becoming scarcer and scarcer. No deer, not even the wayward rabbits that had been ever present years before seemed to be coming to their homeland. Something seemed to be scaring things off. And during that winter, it was Eula's first. And it was one that would be etched into her nightmares for years to come.

She doesn't know much about her family, They all died when she could barely remember them. She remembered her father's smile. He had dark eyes that were kind and a laugh that seemed to echo through the trees. Her mother had eyes as sharp as a hawks and delicate bones and long sandy hair. She hadn't learned how to shift yet, but her brother on the other hand seemed to be a born natural. He was already on his legs tottling about. It was warmth in laughter in their cottage, that is until the blizzard hit. The snow seemed to go on for day and days, never ending white. They were running out of fire wood, burning it faster than they could supply. And the food was running short. Her father had gone to the neighboring pack to see if he could trade some pelts for meat. He had been gone not a few hours when something disturbed the house.

It was dark and the embers gleamed in the fire place, Eula remembered peeking out from her blanket when the door slammed open, the wind whipping inside, she couldn't catch what it was. Her mother thought it to be her father and had been taken by surprise, blood had splattered on the wood as white fangs tore into her jugular. Even in her dying breath she tried protecting her children. Her brother hid her underneath the pelts, Telling her to stay quite. But he was ripped from the blankets and she listened as her family was slaughtered. She couldn't help but cry, being a wee babe there was not much else she could do. Peeking out she stared in confusion at the shadow. And the blood that had splattered her dress. The poor thing couldn't remember the rest. The night was cold and passed in a blurr of fangs and crunching. When she awoke it was days later, in the warm pelts carried by a stranger. She didn't talk for weeks, silent and traumatized. Slowly She started opening up to Marrok who said nothing of her parents, but treated her like a little sister. From there he taught her the ways of life and eventually she got Odin as a companion.

Now they travel together talking of stories and adventures and learning how to survive together as a nomadic family.

6.1  Timeline


  • March

6.2  Threads

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