Post by Lupus on Feb 29, 2012 14:08:26 GMT -5
Adalec
"I accept chaos, I'm not sure whether it accepts me."
NAME • Adalec
SPECIES • Canis Lupus
BREED • Gray Wolf
AGE • Nine
GENDER • Male
SEXUALITY • Straight
PERSONALITY •A little on the aggressive side, he is quick to snap and doesn't back down easily. His temper is fast and easily set off, when his temper is lost it is almost impossible for him to get it under control again and this makes others avoid him. He tends to stay to himself as he prefers to stay out of others business and more or less just cause them chaos. He marvels in chaos, he grew up in chaos and this could be what has caused his need and thirst for it, but despite his aggressive tendinitis it is very hard for him to turn his back on younger animals and if you are his own he will fight to the death for you. He is slightly dark and brooding but will always take care of his own. If you break through his very thick very hard mean and chaotic shell you may just see a softer nicer part of this old wolf. Adalec can keep a secret well hidden beneath his uncaring and angry eyes and none can get a secret out of him but watch your back with him cause he might just decide that your secret could cause chaos and spill it to others, so be very careful with what you say to to him. Because of his dark temperament he is not often out spoken but if he thinks your stupid or your idea needs work he may just insult you, he is not always brooding but can actually be friendly but that is a very rare thing and you shouldn't take it for granted if he thinks of you as a friend.
He is very short tempered when it comes to love and relationships, and just plain out cold to others when these subjects come up around him. He resents love and sees it as obsurd, this way of thinking could have come from his chaos filled life where others only lied and cheated. He thinks as love as being desperate to put your burdens onto someone else, he will easily snap at the mention of this subject. His thoughts on cheats and liars are simply kill them and be done with it, he can handle lies and tends to do so himself but he does not like lying and views it as a toxin, he thinks cheats are worthless and will never so much as give a nod of respect to them. He thinks others that mess around and never stick with the same one are sluts and he will through the word around a bit if he thinks that what you are he will even throw it at other males. He does not like things that are stupid and ignorant about life and the world, he is very dangerous if he is around someone who mouths off about things they don't even understand and may just attack anything insight when he is having one of his temper moments. But despite all of this he is actually good natured and if he sees someone really in love he will leave the whole love is crap alone but not for long usually.
LIKES • Being involved in Chaos or creating it. Annoying others or causing them annoyance. Being alone and relaxing in the cold shade.
DISLIKES • Others that can't stand up for themselves. Being in the company of others to long. Ones who can dish it out but can't take it.
WEAKNESSES • Any reference to his past. His small lean muscle build. Faulty vision in right eye.
STRENGTHS • Speed. Being able to battle with words.
FEARS • Water, not like rain but if its in the form of a river, lake, or creek he is scared of it.
APPEARANCE •He is lean for a gray wolf and not many realize that he is as old as he is, his muscles are very underdeveloped and his ribs often show but this is just his build, he is not sick or anywhere near weak he just as a weird build and is not judged as deadly because of it. His eyes are peircing and can suck you into them like a hynodice trance, when they suck you in its almost like you can see the storm clouds rolling and tumbling right there. His teeth are long and pearly white not stained with blood as he hates to kill but is not against it. His face is lean and his paws small, the claws on his feet are long and deadly. When he speaks harshly to you his lips twitch and his voice will like a whip of thrones, when he rarely speaks friendly to you his voice will be smooth and reminds some of a river in the forest.
PELT COLOR • His pelt is many colors, his main body his a darker form of gray/brown and then darkens into dark gray almost black with light highlights. His tail is thick with black hairs and his face mostly dark gray/brown with blond and white highlights on his neck and under his jaw. His nose is black as well as his ears.
EYE COLOR • Light Blue.
HEIGHT • About 3' to the shoulder.
WEIGHT • 125 lb.
BUILD • He is lean for his breed and is often thought of as sick, but that is not so. He is so lean because he never got enough food or the vitamins he needed to develop his muscles correctly. His legs are skinny and make him look tall and lanky when he really isn't.
SCARS? • He has a scar across his face leading from his right ear under his left eye and off the side of his cheek. He has another scar that is hard to see in his right eye it appears as a light blue filmy stuff that can only be seen in certain lights. Almost everywhere on his face he has small scars.
MARKINGS • None that I can think of.
HISTORY •Adalec was born into chaos filled world, you had to fight for even a peace of food, there was almost no water and even what little there was you had to fight for the right to drink it, hunting was bad and you had to sneak, lie and cheat just to survive. But most of all everything lived for chaos. Adalec was no different from the rest of the pack, he lied, fought and stole to survive.
At the age of one Adalec learned to keep his head down and tail tucked if he wanted any place in his pack at all. He cut down by many others and pushed to very last place in the pack and picking order. He was everyone's ripping post, if they were mad and needed someone to take it out on it was he who suffered. He soon grew weak from no food, water and blood lose. Soon his blue eyes began to hold nothing but anger and hatred the same as every other member in the pack, he slow grew to know only two things. Hatred and Chaos.
When he turned three years old he began to recent his place in the pack and started to fight back and not cower to others, his body soon became strong and quick. And before long he was one of the highest ranking wolves in the pack, by the time he was four years old he was deeply feared by others as he was covered in the scars that marked his many victories over others. He slowly grew shaped himself into the packs deadliest member and became the most feared of the pack, none messed with him and he had great respect.
Everything was fine in his pack, he was one of the highest members and could kill anything he fought when he got himself into a fight with his alpha, one does not hold that rank for no reason in a pack of nothing but chaos he one the battle but lost most of the vision in his right eye. It was a small lose at first and no one noticed it and he kept it well hidden. But as the next three years passed he started losing battles and became faulty at hunting this soon led him not hold his own enough in the pack, he once again became the tortured member.
When he turned seven years old he left his pack almost completely blind his eye by now, he learned how to hunt with his injured eye and how to fight as well, he became very skilled at keeping himself alive and forgetting everything from his old pack... But thing he learned from them stayed with him forever... The need for Chaos...
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE •The tawny she-wolf trotted through the forest, her golden coat shined with the morning light and her eyes glowed their bright blue as if he sky itself had lent her a peace of them, as she moved through the forest she could feel the ever lasting eyes of the forest watching her waiting for her pups to come. Alexzena picked up the pace and galloped for her den where she would hide her pups until they were old enough to be interduced to the pack, the female did not trust her pack and wasn't sure if she would ever take her pups to that place. Her flicked her ears listening waiting for anything to strike at her. The golden female was a highly respected fighter but she would not risk her pups in a battle, she slowed down so that she could keep a better eye on her surroundings. As she moved something flashed beside her and she was to slow realizing that it was the black fur of the neighboring packs leader Atrisk. Before she understood what was happening her body was laced with blood from his sharp teeth and claws, she reacted before she thought and fought back. The two wolves tumbled tore at each other, a mix of Gold and Onyx. Finally the fight broke and Alexzena lay down panting for air and from pain. Her stomach hurt and bad and she knew that her pups had been killed as was the alpha's plan in the first place, her blue eyes met his black ones and she uttered these simple words to him. "You killed your own heirs..."
His black eyes empty and uncaring stared down at her with no emotion at all. "I simply killed your bastard children!" He spat at her with nothing but hatred in his voice and eyes.
Her pale eyes stared at him with sadness and then hatred all the same, she felt her heart jerk in sadness for her lost pups. Her eyes never lost their shine of hatred and anger as she stared up at the wolf that had fathered and then killed her pups.
The uncaring black wolf snorted and smirked as the female could not utter a single word and then he turned and left her there to bleed to death. But she didn't Alexzena slowly got to her feet and stumbled her way to the hidden den if nothing else then to die in a familiar place, it was night fall when he finally reached her birthing place, the place she remembered most from her puppy hood.
That night the tawny she-wolf got a surprise when she gave birth to one living pup, his muted color reminded her of both hers and his fathers. She smiled to herself as she looked at the small healthy pup. She rested her head over the top of the pup and prayed for him to be protected as she knew her time was short. Her blood was rushing out of her and making her dizzy, and slightly sick. Her golden coat was soaked with blood tracks and her skin was lashed. Her blue eyes were no longer held any life, within in them the light of life was dying. She whined and wrapped herself around her baby.
The morning light crept up over the trees, the onyx black coat of Adala shone as he raced through the forest of the early morning light, he was looking for his alpha and his brother Atrisk, he knew that the black wolf had ventured into these parts looking for a female he had met before. Adala was worried about the female and knew his brother had meant harm to golden she-wolf for which he spoke of. As Adala sniffed and searched finally finding the trail of the female, when he finally came upon her den he heard a pup crying out, he slowly entered the cave to see the female wrapped around her baby, her eyes closed and her body motionless. She was dead. Adala's heart went out to the pup but he knew his brother would kill him if he brought it back to the pack so he slowly turned to leave and continue his search for his brother. Just when he was about to leave the female uttered a word. He whirled and around slowly went to her, her pale dead eyes looked up at him as if pleading for him to save her pups life.
"Please.." She whispered. "Take him..."
Adala looked at the pup and then the sick female, his heart went out to her and the pup and he decided to take it, save a life for once instead of taking one. "What is his name?" He asked slowly stepping forward for the pup.
"Adalec..." She whispered with a small smile before closing her eyes and sighing...
Adala looked at the pup and gently picked him up and set out for his pack.
And that was how Adalec was born...
If the eyes aren't right then just ignore the blue ones in the pic, made the wolf before I made him.
