Body Lineart (c) Wolf-Prince

Name: Namir

Breed: Gray Wolf

Gender: Male

Age: 2-3 Years Old

Personality: Quiet, calm, and smart, thats Namir. He usually doesn't have much to say, but he isn't shy. He is very caring, protective, and friendly. He doesn't like wolves that are flirty, and hates humans. Lot's of females think Namir is handsome, and often flirt with him, but Namir ignores them, usually. He hates show-offs, and is gentle with pups. He is a great fighter and hunter.

History: Namir ran away from home when he was 1 year old. He never liked his parents, his sisters, or any of his family. Basically, he disliked his entire pack. Namir knew how to hunt and how to defend himself from danger, so he was prepared. He became a great hunter, and he practiced his fighting abilities, and he became dangerous to fight. Unfortunately, when he accidently walked into a pack's territory, fighting wasn't an option when more than twelve wolves faced him, snarling. One of them leaped at him, but a white and red wolfess knocked him out of the air. "Think before you act!" She scolded him. "Hes two years older that you...you'd be crushed!" The wolfess studied Namir for a second. "By any chance, have you seen a female wolf around your age? Shes been missing for a week." Even though the wolfess made her voice demanding, Namir could sense the anxiety buried underneath. He shook his head. "Sorry, I haven't. But...if I see her, I'll try to bring her back." said Namir. He turned around and walked away silently.

The next night, Namir found a wolfess under a tree, looking scared. She was a little younger than him. There was the scent of many other wolves clinging to her pelt, and Namir knew she was from a pack. "Why aren't you with your pack?" He asked her. She met his gaze. "I-I got lost while I was hunting..." She whimpered, looking ashamed, and she looked down at her paws. Namir couldn't look away from her eyes. They were the prettiest sight he had ever seen. "What's your name? I might be able to help you find your pack." He said eventually, sitting down near her. The wolfess looked up with a surprised expression. "My name's Cheyenne...you can help me? How?" She asked, staring at him. Namir looked away, suddenly feeling uncomfortable. "Your pack asked me if I had seen a female around my age. They said you had been missing for a week...or is that not you?" He muttered. Cheyenne perked her ears. "Thats me. You saw the Runaway wanderers? Where?" She got to her paws. Namir got up. "Follow me." He said, and disappeared into the darkness. Cheyenne quickly followed him.

"It's great to see you again!" Chill, the red and white wolf from before, cried, nuzzling Cheyenne. Sanya, Cheyenne's mother, came out of the den, blinking sleep out of her eyes. They widened when she saw Cheyenne. "Cheyenne!" She yelped, and bounded towards her daughter. "Where have you been? I've been worried sick!" She said, nuzzling her daughter. Namir stayed in the shadows, watching them rejoice. He had brought Cheyenne back to the runaway wanderers, and deliberately woke up some of the wolves with a howl. Chill had come out first, then Sanya.

Cheyenne glanced at Namir from in between Chill and Sanya, and gave him a smile that said, 'Thank you'. Namir turned around to leave, and jumped when he saw a silver-blue female behind him. "Your not supposed to be here, you know," She said sternly. Namir glanced away. It was obvious she was the leader, and he was in trouble. "....but since you brought Cheyenne back to us, I think I can make an exception this time." The female's orange eyes glittered with amusement at Namir's expression. "Want to join us?" She asked. Namir stared at the leader...Silver-blue fur, orange eyes, big, gentle personality...she didn't look like the cruel type. "Uhm, sure?" He said dumbly. The female laughed lightly. "Thats good." Then she came out of the shadows, heading towards Cheyenne, Chill and Sanya. They dipped their heads in respect, then Cheyenne piped up, "Will Namir be able to stay?!" Namir took a step backwards, embarrasment heating his fur. The leader, Emma, chuckled in amusement. "Yes, hes with us now, Cheyenne." Cheyenne grinned. "Great!" She barked, and raced into the shadows. Namir looked around. Where did she go?

"Awesome! Your staying with us now!" A voice yelped in happiness, right behind him. Namir jumped, and tumbled out of the shadows. Sanya and Chill looked at him. "Hi again." Chill said. "Hey." Namir said, getting to his paws. Cheyenne came padding out of the shadows. "I scared you, didn't I?" She laughed. Namir rolled his eyes. "You just caught me by surprise!" He barked at her.

Cheyenne and Namir became best friends over the few days. One day, Namir met a female his age named Amber. They became friends, but Namir started to get a crush on her. He started to spend all his time with Amber, and completely forgot about Cheyenne. Cheyenne felt upset that he wasn't talking to her anymore, so she avoided him. Namir and Amber became girlfriend/boyfriend, but shortly after this new relationship, Amber told Namir she had to talk to him. She led him far away from the pack's camp, then turned around to face him. "I'm sorry, but I don't want to be your girlfriend." She sighed, and looked away. Namir was shocked. "What? But...why?!" He spluttered. "I just don't feel the same way, Namir...I'm sorry.." Pain reflected in Amber's eyes as she said it, Namir saw, but she still wouldn't look at him. Anger and confusion flooded through Namir. He turned his head away from her. "Fine, see if I care." He growled, and he walked away, leaving Amber alone in the forest.

When Namir got back to the camp, it was night, so he went into the den. Cheyenne was sleeping near the back of the cave, curled into a fluffy ball. Namir winced on the inside when he saw her. He hadn't talked to her for a long time, since he was so into Amber. He would owe her an apology when she woke up. Namir lay down next to her, getting as close as possible.

Likes: Cheyenne, Amber, hunting, fighting, snow, the wind, the moon, night, and looking at the stars.

Dislikes: Waking up early, Amber(after she dumps him), bugs, humans, summer, rude wolves, seeing Cheyenne in pain, and being ignored.

Ex girlfriend: Amber

Future Mate: Cheyenne

Crush: Cheyenne

Relation: One of his leaders, Emma, used to be best friends with Balto when she was young, and she told him about it one day when he was hunting with her and Cheyenne.

Other: None