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Default 03-11-2012, 03:14 PM

Harley Ulven was a big, big man; at seven feet, two inches, he towered above everyone else, and was a wall of muscle. His shoulders were broad, his arms thick, and everything was defined. He hard a firm, square jaw, a proud nose, and enormous hands and feet.

But, despite this he was relatively gentle, soft-spoken, shy in social situations, with his warm, cinnamon-y brown eyes full of innocence like a pup's. In battle, he was unstoppable, but put him around a pretty person and he couldn't properly utter a single word. It was this that made him a great Beta-apprentice; Beta's weren't leaders, but powerful supporters.

At that moment, Harley dashed to find his leaders; Lupa and Phel. He grew up with them, and still called them by their first names; besides, they weren't Alphas quite yet, and thus didn't actually require titles.

He soon tracked down the two striking leaders-in-training. "Phel, Lupa, I can see a ship on the horizon," he panted out immediately, forgoing all the formalities the Cats would've required and jumping straight to the point.

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