Post by feefish on Aug 19, 2008 13:43:30 GMT -5
Emery
the character
name: Emery
age: Almost 3 years
gender: male
pack: Glyn
rank: Pack Member
appearance:breed, Rocky Mountain Wolf
eyes, dusty yellow-gold
pelt, Black and brown
height, 39 in.
weight, 132 lbs.
other, His back left paw is white, and he favours it, as it occasionally gives him trouble, his only visible scar is thin and runs across his snout. He scratches at it when unsure.
personality: Emery is very much his age, which is rather young. He doesn’t believe in being cautious or sensible and therefore, he is impulsive, not usually thinking before his actions. Even so, Emery is a swift learner and seldom makes the same mistake twice. Trust, Emery gives away freely and easily and it is hard to break, but if broken, he never forgives. This reckless practice leaves him with many friends and many enemies.
Though he isn’t aggressive, when the need arises, Emery likes to fight. He doesn’t depend very much on tactics or planning, but instead relies on his own tall height and strength; he also puts a great deal of trust in his instincts. He’s good at guessing what his opponent’s next move will be, and uses this talent without even realising it.
He thinks of himself as rugged and powerful, which he can be, to some degree, when he isn't unsure or nervous. He’s eager and cheerful, but occasionally uses his outward appearance of lovable oaf to his own advantage. He gossips like an old housewife, likes stories, and is inherently possessive of those he loves. He also likes stars, winning, and running and he hates long lasting feuds and his cousin, Edge. Emery fears being alone, he’s badly suited to the life of a rogue. Whether flaw or fortune, Emery sees the world in black and white. He loves you or he hates you, he trusts you or he doesn’t, it’s one of the reasons he likes stories so much. In stories, people can be in the grey, and no one real gets killed.
history: It was night when Emery was born and he’s often sure he can remember what the sky looked like, painted thick with pin-prick stars, which is silly if you think about it, because pups can't even see, so maybe it was instead the story of what the sky looked like that he remembers. His mother, a wolf of similar colouring to his own named Fay, was partially domesticated, usually living with a local native tribe of humans. When he was very young, his father, Eli, who was of high standing in the pack, gave him to his sister, Emery's aunt Flora, to raise.
His pack, called Coppertail, was very large, and ruled over a considerable portion of the western American Rocky Mountains. Emery was often shunned and looked down upon by the rest of the pack, who mocked him, especially for being a discredit to his father who, previous to dallying with a ‘dog’ had been considered second only to the beta. Despite this, Emery was a strong and confident wolf. He thrived under the attention of Flora and the protection of his cousin, Flora’s birth son, Edge. Edge became Emery’s mentor and best friend. However, when he was nearly two, the Alpha died in a rock fall - a fight for control ensued, which split the pack. Emery remained loyal to his aunt who, it seemed, would become the next Alpha, but at the last moment, she was betrayed and killed by Edge.
Emery, angry and shocked, fought Edge but lost and was left at the edge of their lands to die. It was then that his mother reappeared. Her humans nursed him back to health, and Emery learned he had a brother and sister; litter-mates who lived with the humans, but Emery was too wild and didn’t understand how his mother and siblings could live under the rule of humans. He left soon after he was healed. He hopes to someday return to his previous pack and avenge the death of his aunt, though he has no wish to become a part of Coppertail again.
lineage:
birthpack: Coppertail
sire, Eli (deceased)
dam, Fay
siblings, Bean (brother), Farley (sister)the roleplayer
ooc name: Fee
age: 15
gender: female
roleplay level: literate, about?
