Post by decisive on Jul 17, 2009 17:55:32 GMT -5
{ Lamentations ! }
the character
name, Lamentations.
age, Two years, quite young, however, experienced.
gender, Male.
pack, None.
rank, --
appearance:breed, Gray wolf.
eyes, Deep brown around the pupil, fading out to a tanish-like color on the outside of the eye.
pelt, Hmm.. A Parmesan kind of color, if you put it to the color of a food. An off-white, like he was swimming in a mucky lake.
height, 2"8'
weight, 103lbs
other, Eh. He sometimes kills small birds and then carries them around, as seen in the picture, but not much.
personality: Cold, calculating, and somewhat ruthless. Because of his past, he tries not to get to close to anyone. He appreciates most of the little things in life, and can get rather hostile over the littlest of things. However, do not underestimate his because of his small size, he's still growing, you know?
There is suspicion that he might have some fox waaay back in his lines, to give him his seriously cunning style. He can become quite the flirt, when in the mood, but very rarely, as said before, he doesn't like to get close to others. Aside from that fact, once you get to know him, he turns out to be quite the nice fellow.
As for on the battlefield, he aims at the style most "focused" wolves go for. When you dive, strike the victim, and pull back from their attack. This method is efficient for Lament, as he doesn't tire easily. Lamentations can not have many friends, however, he values the ones he has. Making one quick-thinking, observant, trustworthy brute out of 'em.
One wolf that made a big impact on Lament's personality, was his unrelated sister, Kerosene. She is one of the only -joyful- things in his life, that makes him laugh. If something happened to her, he'd probably curl up into a little ball and bawl his eyes out.. until he figured out that life still goes on.
history: Sadly, at the age of four months, Lament's mother was violently mauled by a bear. At the time, she was happening to be carrying her lonely son's only ever siblings, all of whom died the instant the bear marred the pregnant female's fragile stomach. An older she-wolf stumbled upon the lost pup whilst in search of some kind, any kind of shelter. She took the infant gently into her jaws and thrust her body forward. Spotting a hollowed out tree, she climbed inside for the night.
The she-wolf, Pacasun, watched over and trained Lament, teaching him much more than just his lethal method of battle, but how to hunt, scavenge, and above all survive. When Lamentations turned.. eight months of age, he ventured out to find Pacasun, as she had been gone much too long.
It wasn't long before he came upon her torn, crimson-soaked body. He shuffled under her fragile, limp body until she was balanced on top of his back. Slowly, he padded down to the small forest's stream and slid her body in, so that she could be "free", as she had always wanted to be.
Lament would often sit at the river's edge daily, until, one day, an attractive female approached him. "Uh, hello.." she said softly. "Howdy." he said, with small sarcasm. The she-wolf explained that her name was Kerosene, and she was looking for her mother.. Pacasun.
He explained her death, and apologized. Lament speaks with her often, now, seeing her as his unrelated sister.
lineage:
birthpack, Wasn't born into a pack.
sire, Not known, most likely deceased.
dam, Not known - deceased.
siblings, None - deceased.
mate, Maybe sometime in the future.
whelps, Not for a while - a long while.the roleplayer
ooc name, Decisive.
age, 12. ugh.
gender, female.
roleplay level, .. literate.
