Laelan

Foxwood (Adoptive Brother)

Caleb (Brother)

Bauwen (Sister)

Elias (Half-Brother, NPC)

## Application Sheet

Laelan was a brown-furred male wolf with pale yellow eyes. He was born into the pack of Mhor, to an older couple, Deborah and Babylon. He had an adoptive older sibling, Foxwood, and two littermates (Caleb and Bauwen). His story is just beginning. Laelan was created and RP'd by speckledplanet.

## Personality

* ***Confident, Energetic, and Generous.*** Laelan is the sort of child that seems genuinely curious and awestruck by every little thing that comes his way. He's a sociable kid who means well but lacks the tact that comes with age and experience, so he often blunders his way through conversation without taking the time to breathe or think things through. El is eager to please and be helpful which oftentimes does the opposite, but with an Assemblywolf mother and a Guildmaster father at his beck and call, it's probably wise to ignore his shortcomings to stay on the parent's good side— that's what he likes to think anyways. At the end of the day though, Laelan does do his best to show the wolves he likes that he cares about them in his own, weird little ways. He often brings 'gifts' to wolves he's infatuated with, ranging from useful things such as prey, bedding, chewing sticks to items that will require more... tailored tastes. Like dirt. Or dried deer droppings. There's really no telling what Laelan might bring a wolf once he's decided they're worthy of his attention and friendship.
* ***Ambitious, Dense, and Stubborn.*** The boy never sleeps and even when he does he seems to be refueling himself for his next big adventure. Mayhem could have been his birth name to tell one the truth, but Deborah has affectionately dubbed him "her menace" in response to his tireless antics, and Babylon regularly calls him a little monster which Laelan uses to fuel quite a lot of he and his sibling's games. He never takes the pokes to his personality to heart and instead finds immense pride in the various names he's able to accumulate. It's almost like a challenge to him to see how many he can collect, and it's all the more fun when he's able to repeat them to Deborah before the brood winds down for bed.
* ***Impulsive, Noisy, and Thievish.*** Despite how good Laelan views himself to be (and how good he's told by his ever doting parents), Laelan does have a bit of a bad behavior streak. He often finds himself mouthing off or saying 'rude' things to wolves he's talking to. He thinks telling the truth is the best trait in the world and, unfortunately, he hasn't quite learned that sometimes it's better to leave *some* truths unspoken. When Laelan isn't chattering his lungs off, he's rooting around the various 'cool' places in Hollow's Respite, often taking things without asking or making direct eye contact with someone as he intrudes on their personal time before running (stumbling) back to one of his parents. Laelan is quick to lead his siblings on short voyages or coerce them into his shenanigans. He's bad at taking no for an answer and *will* throw a fuss until he gets his way or until his siblings join in (usually Bauwen for Caleb is far too prim and proper for this kind of job!) The boy is a force to be reckoned with which, of course, only spurs him ever onwards into his life of games of tricks and treats.

## Pre-Group History

To summarize what would be the story of a lifetime would be an unfathomable and borderline impossible thing for Babylon to do, and yet he finds himself recording a brand new tale alongside a wolf by the name of Deborah. Their friendship had never been certain. Babylon had found her when he grew lost in both heart and soul, and she had nursed his wounds and spoke softly to him the first time they met. She did not stay past sunrise, but to say their meeting did not impact him… it would be a lie, and he knew deep down he would always remember her in some small way.

To think that only several months later he would see her again was not a thought that crossed his mind and yet, time and time again they would converge. Their paths criss-crossed in a mess of tangled webs, buffered by their duties and jaded by the war that raged on around them that, despite the times they spent speaking in hushed tones to one another, it was never anything more than two friends seeking solace in the wake of fear and unrest. Perhaps it was that uncertainty that prompted his father to speak plainly, to speak with his certainty and to finally make sense of the threads they’d woven.

It turned out that that mess had been a tapestry, one his heart had been weaving ever since he’d learned her name, or so he says.

What followed was an exchange of vows, of promises and gentle affections until the announcement of their arrival was on the wind. ‘And there you were,’ Babylon had said, his broad paws curled around their sleeping forms. If he said it to them or his Ma, Laelan wasn’t sure, but he didn’t need to know.

He was warm, he was fed, cradled by big paws and the sweet scent of herbs. Of Ma, of Da. He fell asleep often to the stories spoken in hushed tones and gentle affections saved for him and his siblings, and it was perhaps the stories of the brave souls that Laelan liked the most.

## Trivia

* Laelan makes up names for star clusters because he cannot sit still long enough to memorize the real ones. “Stinky” is his favorite one because it’s Bauwen’s favorite.
* When he whispers, it sounds more like a 'bzzt' rather than 'psst.'
* Heights do not scare him but they most certainly scare his Pa.
* Appears to have a somewhat high pain tolerance.
* Do not swear around him. He will hear it. He will repeat it.
* Laelan is the middle child.

## External Links

* Official Application Sheet
* speckledplanet's deviantART Gallery