Slatepelt app

Quiet/ observant/ stoic- slatepelt is a quiet male with a bad habit of stalking. He seems to loom in the shadows of camp, watching from the distance. He's always had a critical eye and well exercised mind, putting in quite a bit of effort to remember his clanmates names and behavior. He was likely watching as you went through hard times, much too removed to step in. He holds guilt for his emotional absence, but he's far too used to scaring rather than comforting. Upon being noticed, he quickly leaves, afraid of making a situation worse for a dog. If you do get a chance to speak to him before he stalks off, he likely won't speak too much.

Calm/stern/volatile- slatepelt has a certain calmness to him, though it's something that washes over a dog after his initial intimidation. He has a surprisingly high tolerance for foolishness. He is a living jungle Jim for pups and a willing one at that. Though he likely won't crack a smile, he's aura is very readable, and more often than not he is simply happy to be around. His calmness extends to nearly any situation...though he sits as a loaded gun. The second he notices someone wronging another, or wronging the clan, he acts, his first warnings of annoyance being easy to miss given his unchanging tone. When he snaps its usually quick and to the point, making sure his victim won't soon forget their place.

Logical/ Emotionally Detached/learning- slatepelt knows he's not quite normal...he lacks a full understanding of others emotions, and though he fights to ease the hurt of others, he still finds it difficult to understand these emotions, and why dogs do what they do. He knows how to avoid these negative emotions, but doesn't quite grasp why they care so much. He treats the dogs around him like pups, trying to do what he can to avoid conflict and heartache. Slate still has many questions though, like Why does one stay with a single mate when that's not useful in growing the clan? Why do the dogs around him shed tears so often? Why do pups fear the thunder which can not reach them? He struggles to relate...but he tries to understand and needs his clan to help him learn. 

Apprenticeship- slatepelt was promoted to apprentice slightly later than other pups, his unpredictable health holding him back until he seemed fit enough to be officially trained. He found awkwardness in trying to talk with other clan mates his age, his ragged, often beat up appearance and nearly vacant stare unsettling most. His flimsy attempts at making small talk were shameless copies of conversations he'd overheard, further bothering his fellow apprentices. He learned more through watching than through acting, his need to fit in causing him to develop a bad habit of stalking and shadowing the ones he admired. For the most part he was a quiet dog with little interest in sparring, though his odd habits and gentle nature soon attracted a new, and all too familiar attention. When faced with bulling he figured it was best to simply tough it out. Words never fazed him, and his skin nearly felt hardened after so many bumps and cuts, but there was a single moment that changed his thinking. A pretty lass he'd fancied for quite sometime finally spoke to him. She didn't want small talk, nor did she was to take a jab at him. Her words came only as a single question; 'why do you let them do that to you when you know you can stop them?'. Slate had never considered the thought. He knew he was larger than his clan mates but never considered fighting back...the thought boiled and brewed in his mind, day by day he questioned his own tolerance more and more. Again, the lass he adored showed herself again, this time prompting action, as if she could see the uncertainty in him. She visited him more and more, each time she filled his mind with more intolerance and more anger. Finally he snapped. Nearly full grown, slate suddenly posed a threat to his long time bullies. Once slate finally snapped back he felt free, but at the same time, there was an almost guilt he felt for barring his teeth at another dog...it was a surprisingly different story when it came to his father. The tensions between them had grown and grown, and when the inevitable fight finally broke it was thunderous. His father was slightly smaller than him and now much older, but before finally submitting he left his son with a large tear in his lip, a result of a large k-9 being dragged down across his eye and hooking into his maw. 

Adulthood- as slatepelt got older he isolated himself, content with working in the background to support his clan. He knows his clan mates stories and keeps tabs on them, a constant worry for the safety of the smaller or more innocent clan dogs. His silence only ever seems broken when he intervenes in disagreements, his voice only seeMing to be that of reason. He has opinions but has never voiced them, his role as warrior being that of a provider, not a leader. That fact has bothered him, but he makes due with it. 

Thoughts on his leaders death and idk somthing I decided to leave in-

Other dogs being scared of him

Any form of bullying or negativity to any one dog

Disobedience 

Drinking water has always been a pain (water always drops from his mouth)