Lynn

Cervus (Father, NPC)

Fawn (Half-Brother)

## Application Sheet

Lynn was a pale cream-furred male wolf with a pink nose and cerulean eyes. He was born outside of the Domain, but entered as a loner alongside his younger half-brother, Fawn. His story is ongoing. Lynn was created and RP'd by Trrraven.

## Personality

* ***Noble, Confident, Perceptive, and Neat.*** The first thing one may think when approaching Lynn is that he holds a regal demeanor. He shows his pride in his gait and shows little signs of hesitation when it comes to his actions and words. Keeping his thoughts and plans organized is a trait he finds himself most proud of. He is well aware of how others may perceive him but he does not hold back in showing his unlikeable personality. He was trained to keep a good eye and everyone and everything while being overt.
* ***Stubborn, Outspoken, and (self-proclaimedly) Honest.*** Once he makes a decision it is final. Very few people would be able to make him change his mind save for the reasonable voice of his mother. Talking back to his father, however, was in the norm. Once he believed in something he did not hesitate to make sure everyone knew what his stance was if the subject came up. And while he speaks his thoughts in confidence, his lips are not careless. He knows when and where to pick his fights. There are times when his judgment is off, but he would never dare admit it if it does not benefit him, which it usually does not. He believes that he doesn't hide his attitude toward others and is quite honest in terms of pointing out other wolves' flaws. To get him to point out their pros over their cons, however, is a chore in itself. Combining his outspokenness and 'honesty' (aka bluntness), you might often find he complains about every little thing that doesn't please him regardless of what it is.
* ***Outwardly Snarky, Egotistical, and Vindictive, with a Dash of Hotheadedness.*** This side of him is the most prevalent. He shows it on his face with either a snide smirk or a look on his face that clearly screams: "You're lower than me." He keeps his pelt spotless and it fuels his ego that his pelt is the way it is. Speaking up about his self-proclaimed beauty is not a rare thing to hear and he doesn't hesitate to boast about his achievements. Any wolf that shows clear disdain toward him will most likely amuse him more than offend him. The viewpoint of others is never a concern in his head and doesn't bother to try and hear anyone out once he's made up his mind. His thoughts and opinions take precedence over the feelings of others. To put it simply, he does not care unless it coincides with his own views. When another wolf stands up for themselves, he can often find himself getting heated in an attempt to proclaim that he is right and they are wrong, even taking the littlest of things as leverage. If he finds that he cannot get leverage over the other, it may lead to snapping teeth.

## Pre-Group History

Born outside the Domain, Lynn was a wolf of the Ithiril Tree and resided southwest of the Domain within dense forestation. King Cervus and his Queen Ignacia ruled over Ithiril, followed by the Highbloods and the Lowbloods. Lynn's father, Harain, was the Captian of the Royal Guard, and stepping up to follow in his paw steps, Lynn began his training very young. Becoming part of the Royal Guard as a Lowblood was much like becoming a Highblood without actually becoming one. In other words, a Lowblood wolf with potential as long as he put down his fellow Lowbloods to protect and serve the royal cause.

While his father was the Captian of the Royal Guard, he was actually a Lowblood who had barely been able to rise in the ranks. He had to work extra hard and carefully to not give anyone a chance to denounce him. As such, in puphood Lynn was closer to his mother than his father despite wanting to follow in his pawprints. His mother often had to explain to him why his father was working so hard and why Lynn couldn't see him often. In the end, it left Lynn desiring to train to become a Royal Guard like his father even more. Originally his mother protested and after putting it off for a while, she realized that Lynn wouldn't let it go and so after persistent nagging and begging, Lynn got what he wanted. She instructed him to be careful and to not let anyone bring him down.

Not long after, his father took him to start his training. Only then did he truly realize how separated the Highbloods and Lowbloods were. The discrimination between them was unprecedented. Even so, Lynn would heed his mother's words. This was what he wanted so he would go through with it. While a Lowblood becoming part of the Royal Guard obviously wasn't unheard of, it was still unlikely. What dominated the training grounds were the sons and daughters of Highbloods. This was where the difficulties in his life really started. The mocking and ridiculing had to be taken with a grain of salt, his father drilling into him that he could not offend certain wolves. Lynn had to work hard to not get looked down upon, but even then that wouldn't be able to stop the whispers behind his back.

Being the son of the Captian of the Royal Guard, he had thought would be an advantage. Of course, much to his irritation, in being connected to one of such high standing, he had to spend even his free time training to live up to expectations. His father treated him more like a soldier at times than his son, often forming conflict between them. Even so, his father did leave him some breathing room occasionally, so Lynn knew Harain cared even if he didn't show it much.

Luckily, Lynn wasn't completely alone. The Lowbloods that were training to become Royal Guard's stuck together in the end. With Lynn being the commanding force of the friend group, the rest of the group was barely were able to avoid harsher ridicule as Lynn took it all on his back as he was targetted. They all eventually graduated from basic training alongside the rest of the Highblood trainees. Glad that the most grueling part was over, and the tiring incessant beating from the Highbloods in the name of training was going to be mostly over, Lynn thought he would be set to do the same tasks as his fellow Lowbloods, gradually growing in the ranks and impressing those above him like his father had. Much to his dismay, however, things weren't going to plan.

King Cervus took interest in his hard work and his father was quick to take advantage of this to secure him a position higher than his fellow Lowblooded Royal Guards. The Crown Prince of Ithiril, Fawn, was the King's only heir. Lynn was to replace the Crown Prince's current Guard to watch over him. Harain quickly drilled into him that this was an opportunity. The Highbloods and Lowbloods have been separated since the beginning, the King caring not for the Lowbloods easily led to oppression, in fact, the King enjoyed putting the Lowbloods down. It was natural for the Highbloods to treat the Lowbloods as lesser. If Lynn could be by the Crown Prince's side, wouldn't this be an opportunity to put the Lowbloods in the future King's good graces? Lynn would be a fool to dislike this opportunity. As such, he readily agreed and separated from his companions to stand behind the Crown Prince.

Lynn had always known about the rebelling Lowbloods. It was part of the Royal Guard's job to take care of such pestering rebels. Luckily, with his new position, Lynn wouldn't have to deal with such trivialities. But what he didn't realize is that Fawn himself was a triviality in Lynn's eyes. Weak and naive. Although Lynn knew the Crown Prince was younger than him, he truly didn't expect someone so weak-willed with barely a mind of his own. Even so, Lynn had a job to do. Following him on his walks, standing to the side when he spoke to others, sitting around in boredom whenever he took a nap, and listening to him whenever he wanted to go on a tangent. Lynn's barely left Fawn's side. And in doing so, he was known as the Crown Prince's babysitter by the Highbloods around them. He dealt with the snickering and blatant discrimination with a straight face. He had no choice but to.

Even though Lynn stood by Fawn's side, he still scorned the Crown Prince because at the end of the day, he was a Lowblood and the Prince was a Highblood. They were never made to be friends. Lynn tried to make this clear, but the young Prince was quite insistent in trying to get in his good graces.

Then one day, after a few months of 'caring' for Fawn and going through this annoying schedule, Lynn's father approached him and pulled him away for a talk. But it wasn't just a father coming to check up on his son to see how he was doing. On this day Harain decided that it was time for Lynn to know. The rebellion was going to be taking new measures. When Harain said this, Lynn first expected to be told that they would need to fight back to protect the Royal family from the rebels. Lynn was irritated at first, wondering whether he really wanted to protect this feeble Prince from his Lowblood kin... He didn't want to fight against the Lowbloods, but he had technically been working hard to get in the Highbloods good graces. But then Harain shook his head.

Harain didn't want him to protect the Royal family when the rebels took these measures... because he wanted Lynn to help the rebels, not fight against them.

Confused and irritated by this odd development, after pummeling his father with question after question, everything was made clear. Harain, despite being the Captian of the Royal Guard was actually the instigator of the rebellion. The Lowbloods were tired of being oppressed, this was a well-known fact. Lynn could perfectly understand this mindset, being surrounded by Highbloods, earning snarky words and ridicule at every turn. He has dealt with his fair share of mocking and if he could put a stop to it, he wouldn't hesitate if it was his father by his side. The problem was the Crown Prince. The innocent and weak Crown Prince. Reluctantly, he brought up what he should do with Fawn, and if action should be taken against him. The young one was unfortunately the wolf closest to him, after all.

Fortunately, this would not be a problem according to his father. Harain wouldn't divulge completely into everything, however, saying that there were still things that Lynn needed to be oblivious of for the time being. Knowing the truth Lynn had to find time to relay information among other rebels for his father while also watching over Fawn and sucking up to the King. Things became busy for Lynn very quickly and his boring days of simply following Fawn became a little more than that. He learned of the other Royal Guard who were rebels, some of which having been his old Lowblood friends from training. A plan was being formed, slowly but surely under the surface of everything. The Ithiril Tree was about to be uprooted.

Then the night came, a storm was brewing. The rain hadn't yet started but the thunder was already rumbling above them. He wasn't with Fawn this day, as he was woken early by his father and taken away from the tree to convene with the other rebels and his mother. With Oleana, he helped her assign tasks to other rebels as his father left to retrieve more rebels. It was tonight that things were going to happen. There was an opportunity and they had to work fast, going through with a hastily rushed new plan. The rain hadn't fallen for days and the forest was dry, lightning had struck down and lit a spark not too far from the Ithiril Tree. A fire had started. The Highbloods on the inside were unaware, but the Lowbloods often moved about outside the tree and were aware quickly. It was time to use this chance to take down the uncaring King.

His father arrived with Queen Ignacia and a few of her closest aides. Only then did he realize why his mother disappeared sometimes when he was young. She and the Queen were childhood friends despite their different statuses, and they had been working together to also pull up this rebellion. With the pieces falling together, the ring leaders, Lynn, Harain, Oleana, and Queen Ignacia made their way to the burning field, retrieving sticks and risking the growing inferno. Lynn could feel the warm heat on his cheek from the flame upon the end of the stick as the Highbloods became alarmed. Approaching the Ithiril Tree they demanded an audience with the King, threatening to burn the tree and the forest around it if he did not come. It was truly a hasty plan. The King had no choice but to see what the commotion was, the Highbloods standing behind him and the Lowbloods standing behind Harain. To think that the rebellion's leader was sitting right under his nose this whole time. Harain demanded change, ignoring the flame that licked toward his muzzle. Standing before the tree with bated breath, King Cervus looked down on them, and with a sneer, he refused.

Snarls ripped through the air, the enraged voices of the Lowbloods overpowering the thundering of the sky. Rushing forward with fire in their jaws, the battle began in a split second. Teeth and claws clashed between the Highbloods and the Lowbloods. Lynn watched with his own eyes as his mother ran alongside the Queen to bring the fire sticks to burn the tree. And there he watched as his mother fell, unable to fight back against those who bombarded her. Urging Queen Ignacia to go without her, she dropped her fire stick and allowed the area surrounding her to light up in flame among the dry brush. Unable to get close enough to the tree, he was also ambushed from all sides, throwing his fire stick out, he risked it as well as the foliage around him lit up in flame. It became pure chaos as blood splashed the grass below and fire lit the night sky, black smoke billowing into the air as the night went on. Soon fire began to devour the Ithiril Tree. Someone had successfully lit the inside of the hollow tree on fire.

Using the adrenaline, he fought his way closer and closer until he spotted his father. He was in a deadlock with the King on the battlefield. Fueled by the chaos surrounding him, he ran to his father's aid. They both tore at the uncaring King, dishonorably making it a two on one. In their eyes, King Cervus did not deserve an honorable battle. They showed no mercy and The King breathed his last breath under his and Harain's teeth. They called out their success, but as Lynn looked around him, the death and fire continued without ceasing. No one cared if the King was dead or alive, the only thing that mattered in the minds of the wolves of the burning Ithiril Tree now, was blood against blood.

Then the tree began to groan and shudder. Panicked and struggling to breathe, he had no choice but to try to escape the area, losing sight of his father who had been pinned by Highbloods through the billowing smoke and the noise. Flaming angrily, one of the largest branches finally lost its strength and snapped like thunder itself, thudding to the ground, separating him from the bulk of the battle.

That was when he noticed Fawn, the innocent Crown Prince, gazing upon the scene with horror in his gaze. His home burning before his eyes, not knowing what happened. Lynn could tell he was unscathed, but the branch's flames were quickly spreading toward him. And without thinking about it, Lynn rushed to him. His job for the past few moons had been to protect this feeble pup, he wasn't even thinking about it as he whisked him away from the turmoil. They ran as the fire roared behind them, tripping over the dense foliage as his body began to ache. But Fawn was safe, much to his current misery. They would just have to keep moving northeast. The Ithiril Tree was gone and many were dead. There wasn't a point in staying and it was only the two of them now. He didn't intend to return, knowing that if they all hadn't killed each other then the fire certainly did.

## Trivia

* Lynn hates being dirty and will actively avoid talking to or being around stinky areas or wolves.

## External Links

* Official Application Sheet
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