Quincey

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Quincey

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The
Fallen

Full Name:
Quincey The Fallen
Nicknames:
Quinc, Fallen
Age:
Almost 1 year
Birthday:
September 13th
Gender:
Mann
Species:
Arctic Wolf Hybrid


Pack:
--None right now--
Pack Job:
--None right now--


Family:
Mother-- Lace The Beautiful (Decreased)
Father-- Lucifer The Horrific (Decreased)
Sisters-- Sara The Noble (Decreased)
Brother-- Leo The Powerful (Decreased)


Mate:
--None right now--
Pups:
--None right now--


Friends:
Cricket
Enemies:
--None right now--
Vargs Whom He Is Afraid Of:
--None right now--


Eye Color:
Topaz; Tawny
Main Fur Color:
Gray, white, and black
Markings:
Quincey's pelt looks like a normal gray wolf's only turned black and white.
Body:
Quincey The Fallen is rather tall and lanky for his age. He is not a powerfully strong wolf; he is ordinary in himself. The fur around his neck is scruffy and long. His muzzle is broad and his legs narrow and sleek furred.
Picture:
--None--


Personality:
Quincey The Fallen's evil half is a very timid, selfish, and shy creature. He hates everyone and always wants to be alone. At times, he can be evil. While his other half, is loving and passionate to all wolves.
Strengths:
His ability to love passionately and persuasion.
Weaknesses:
His other half; the evil side of his life; his split personality.
Likes:
The company of other wolves, to be loved and cared for, and sometimes, on rare occasions-- blood.
Dislikes:
To see other wolves hurt or in pain, fighting, or to see a wolf happier then himself.
Fears:
His other half.
Goals:
To become a famous and loving member of the Ge-Rad pack.

History:
Quincey The Fallen was born outside of Transylvania. Where he was from there where kingdoms, not packs. There, Quincey was a prince, descended to be king. But Quincey did not want to be king of an evil kingdom. His parents before him where cruel and vicious. But he, Quincey, was a kind creature and did not like the ways of his parents and brothers. In his haste to escape, Quincey learned that he could not trust himself anymore. For Quincey's other half takes over his body when he becomes mad and Quincey killed the young pups of his kingdom. So, terrified of himself, Quincey ran away from his old home and has been wandering since. Padding aimlessly through the forest Quincey came across Transylvania. It was the place he'd been looking for all his life. A friendly place. A loving place. In his travel through it, he discovered that there was six packs living among him with wolves in their middest. He was so happily over joyed to have found company, buy still scared of himself to come around the company of others.
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