Talon

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« 𝐵𝒶𝓈𝒾𝒸𝓈 »
A quiet canid who normally keeps to himself. He has a worn, tired face, and often seen as submissive, or thinking of himself as lowly.

« 𝒜𝓅𝓅𝑒𝒶𝓇𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒 »
A somewhat lean male, with a rounded maw, fluffy undersides, and small paws. He has a permanent look of distress or confusion in his gaze, with lighter colored markings below his eyes that almost resemble eye-bags. Overall, his pelt is quite dull, with a black back, around the muzzle, and ears.

« 𝐵𝒶𝒸𝓀𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎 »
Talon joined the Birch Falls Pack before it could even be called a "pack." As Tala was leading the first wolves of Birch Falls down a shaded, thickly-forested path, they were lead off track to a small litter of puppies that had somewhat recently been abandoned there. Unfortunately, the majority of the pups had already passed besides Talon, and his younger sister. Him and his sister were taken in with the pack as soon as they settled down and found a den. By then, his sister had already lost most strength in her body due to illness. There was not much the pack could do, especially with limited recourses. And with a matter of time, Talon was all that remained of the litter. He was weak and his strength was broken down, but with time, he healed safely.

« 𝒫𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎 »
He is not extremely talkative. He prefers to keep to himself, and has no strong opinion against or supporting any likes or dislikes of his. Well, that's what he expresses, anyway. When he's not like this, he's normally very emotional or worrisome. His voice normally being cracked or squeaky, and he never really seems to be feeling anything more than "okay."