fantasy wolf rp! come join Emerald Island! {character sheets}

Name
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Raindrop

Age
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4 2/3

Gender
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Non-binary (he/him pronouns) _{*It's a thing*}

Personality
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Playful, Caring, Running-a-mile-a-minute, chatterbox, worrisome

Home Pack
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Emerald Beach Pack

Pack role
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Herbalist

Powers
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Healing capabilities using water. Able to heal minor cuts on a wolf with water. Able to keep plants alive after being picked with a small amount of water. Able to heal himself by drinking water_{*TO A CERTAIN DEGREE*}.

Type of wolf
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Water/Sea-Wolf

Appearance
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Sand-ish colored overcoat with lighter fur the on bottom. Rainbow Iridescent eyes and a shiny  undercoat that holds all the colors of light. Plants around head, neck, and front legs. Small scars on body and limbs. Short, sleek fur made for warm weather and swimming.

Picture of wolf
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Lore
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Born and raised in the Emerald Beech Pack, Raindrop has always been special. When he was a pup, he would play for hours on end, and not get tired. Even when everyone was sleeping, he would be wide awake as always. He almost never needed to sleep and would take only two brief naps before being energized. It was unusual, but everyone figured he was just more energetic than most pups.
Except when he got older, he was still the same. He did not have to be entertained so much, That was true, but he would still be completely awake on very little sleep. It was quite confusing to say the least. It seemed no matter how long the day was, he would still be fine and dandy after everyone else was exhausted. Though nobody knew why, or how he could do this, the pack wanted to use this to their advantage. He was assigned to be a hunter at a young age. He would become an excellent hunter too. He could practice all day, and chase prey all throughout the night. The pack was happy to have a such a strong chaser in their ranks. They thought he could go up against an Emerald Snow Pack hunter.
Life was good, but Raindrop was unhappy. He was a great hunter that made his pack proud, but the truth is, he never wanted to be a hunter. He was always working, and he never had time for doing the things he wanted to do. He had brought this up the the beta and alpha, and they were appalled. He was the best hunter in the entire Emerald Beech Pack, he was a hard working wolf that the pack loved. Why would he want anything else? He had to explain that he was sorrowful and lonely. He loved his pack, and wanted to spent more then just thirty minutes with them before going off to work. The alpha and beta had pondered this, and did not know what to do, so they brought it up to the wisest wolf they knew, the Herbalist. The Herbalist was an old wolf who had been taking care of the pack since before his parents were born. She had then said that Raindrop should take a break, and try out different roles in the pack to see which one he liked. They had protest at first. Saying that Raindrop was one of the best hunters in the whole island. The Herbalist had insisted however, saying that he should have a choice in what he wanted to do since he is a full grown adult. She had a silver tongue and was able to convince them to agree on one condition. If he did not find anything that he wanted or anything that was suitable for his skill set, he would become a hunter once again.
He had Spent his time well, and went through all his options. He could be a Pupsitter, or a Scout, or the next Herbalist! At first, he tried being a Pupsitter. He loved playing with all the young puppys, but after a day of trying it out he had decided that being  pupsitter was too mentally exhausting. There was so many things to keep track of when you're watching a pup. It was much more than he was expecting. He tried being a Scout next, and after a day of scouting, he had concluded that the role was too much like his old role. He had finally tried being a Herbalist. He was not experienced in the art of medicine and healing, so the old wolf had to watch him and correct him when he chose the wrong herb when mixing. He had picked up identifying the herbs quickly because of him being able to name most prey he hunted. She was impressed that he was such a fast learner. His plentiful energy was also useful for her when she was too tired to mix more medicines for the sick and wounded wolves. He had enjoyed having so much company too. Whether he was applying a salve or mixing herbs, he would always have someone to talk too. He felt in his element. He was even able to lay down when everyone was taken care of and just talk with his packmates. He had enjoyed it so much that he begged to be able to assist the herbalist. They had come up with an agreement. They had agreed that he should assist the herbalist, but he would join a hunting party every once and awhile so that they would have time to train the next hunters and not run out of food for the pack.
He was overjoyed with the arrangement. Over time he learned he had a very special gift. When a wolf was hurt, he didn't need medicine for healing wounds or cuts. He would simply pour water over the wound, and it would heal right up. He had learned this when he was bringing water to a wolf with a bad cough and slipped, making all the water go on another wolf with a open wound. The wolf then said that the wound burned. Raindrop was worried, so he looked at the wound and watched it close up by itself. He told the Herbalist this and showed her the previously open wound was shut tight like it never was there. She had then asked him what happened and they eventually figured out that it was the water that closed the wound. They tested it on other things too. He was able to heal himself and make plants live for a very long time without being in the ground. things were good.
Then the Underworld Pack came. They would kidnap wolves and kill them too. They had killed the Herbalist when she was foraging because of their bloodthirst. Raindrop was heartbroken. The person he looked up to most was gone. She was murdered by the Underworld pack. He had grieved deeply for her. After that day he had vouched that he would never forgive the wolf that did this. He would find that wolf, and kill them.