Name:Howie (his real name is Howard- he gets mightily embarrassed if you call him that)
Name Origin:English
Name Meaning:"Guardian of the Home"
Nicknames: Howie is his nickname =p
Age: 4 years
Gender: Male
Rank: Currently, Neophyte. Planning on becoming a spy.
Species: Wolf. Mexican wolf, to be exact.
Relationship Status: N/A
Pelt Colouration: Howie's fur starts out light cream on his legs and belly. It darkens into tawny on his sides and tail, and darkens again into light brown streaked with russet on his back, from the base of his tail to behind his ears.
Pelt Length: Shortish and coarse
Eye Hue: He has large, sweet brown eyes that never have a hint of coldness in them.
Markings: He has a white star on his forehead, and the end of his muzzle is also white.
Scars: Nope.
Build: Howie is not as tall as the other wolves. He has a petite build and little muscle tone- he's not very intimidating to look at. Nor is he twiggy or scrawny. He's just... Small.
Other Structural Items: He has a round head, and his muzzle is tapered and unusually short.
Disposition: Howie is a friendly fellow. Very sweet, he genuinely cares about the welfare of his friends. He will be kind to another wolf even if said wolf has treated him cruelly in the past. In this way, he's a bit of a pushover. Howie likes to encourage others even when he could use some encouragement himself. You see, Howie isn't the bravest of wolves. He is a worrier, he tends to panic, and he prefers fleeing to fighting.
History: Howie's parents were both captive wolves, who managed to escape their run and survive when it was abandoned. They raised Howie and his (oddly named) littermates on the grounds, and taught them how to get food safely from the enclosures. Last spring, Daisy and Derek were killed in a small and random electrical fire. You2 dispersed shortly after. His parents disappeared one morning, leaving Howie on his own. Howie decided to stay on the zoo grounds because going into the woods alone kind of creeped him out. He's been alone for months.
Strengths: Silent and swift, Howie can melt into the shadows before you even notice he's there. He's an excellent digger, and prefers digging under objects to trying to leap over them. He's also easy to get along with, due to his friendlyness.
Weaknesses: Howie is not strong at all, having the power of your average dog. Thus, if he got into a fight he would be in serious trouble. He cannot hunt, and so cannot really survive on his own. And, of course, his most important weakness is his chickenness.
Talents: As I said above, Howie is an excellent digger. He can bury things, and easily dig holes under fences and such. He is also very sneaky, and can get around unnoticed. He has a knack for making other people feel better even when he's not feeling so grand himself.
Habits: Howie has the... Interesting habit of sleep running. He will be dreaming of running or being chased, and in reality he will be paddling his legs frantically through thin air. Sometimes he will manages to get up; in those cases he usually runs until he hits something and wakes up.
Likes: He prefers sleeping on manmade objects, especially benches. He also prefers warm, sunny weather to a colder climate.
Dislikes: Howie dislikes being alone. He wants company all the time. He also hates cloudy nights; he prefers to see the stars.
Loves: Uh... Food?
Fears: Howie's worst fear is being abandoned. Truly, truly abandoned... On a less deep note, he's terrified of fireworks and actual fire as well. Fire will paralyze him... Then of course he will panic and dart about like a loon.
Crush(es): No one as of yet.
Mate: Nope
OffSpring: Eh, no.
Sire: Suess [unknown]
Dam: Janet [Alive, somewhere]
Siblings: Daisy [deceased]
Derek [deceased]
You2 [alive]
Friends: No one yet
Enemies: Psh, Howie? Enemies?
Themesong: N/A
I like the ref. Looks great to me! Welcome to the pack (even though I'm newer than you xD)!
