Name: Jacques
Age: 2 Year(s)
Birth Subseason: Early Spring
Gender: Male
Subspecies: Wolf
Eyes: Amber
Fur: Auburn
Height: Massive
Build: Muscular
Weight: Heavy
Traits: <center>Disciplined | Observant | Possessive | Idealistic | Entitled | Charismatic</center>
Appearance: Jacques wears adulthood well—broad-chested, thick-limbed, already carrying the quiet gravity of a seasoned fighter. Nothing about him reads unfinished. Mass settles clean along his frame, built less for speed than for the hard, methodical work of holding a line and breaking another.<br><br>

His pelt is a deep, near-black umber that swallows light, but it isn’t uniform; cooler browns murmur through the undercoat, and along the ridge of his neck and spine faint auburn threads surface like banked embers. They catch only when the sun strikes just so, a muted signature of his mother’s coloring that he wears without vanity.<br><br>

The most arresting change from cubhood lies in his eyes. Once a warm, muddy brown, they have kindled into a keen, furnace hue—bright against the dusk of his face, unblinking, measuring. He seldom wastes words; the language is in the stillness of his posture, the slight cant of an ear, the way those eyes linger a beat longer than comfort allows. When Jacques speaks, voice low and exact, the listener has usually met his gaze first and understood: whatever he wants, he intends to earn—or take.
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