Post by angelus on Mar 27, 2010 6:32:40 GMT -5
Angelus
the character
name, Angelus
age, 2 years
gender, male
pack, Edryd
rank, Pack Member
appearance:
Angelus has a pure white pelt, when kept clean. Most of the time, his fur is scuffed up and ruffled beyond belief, a constant bed-head. He doesn't care to groom himself or take care of his appearance in anyway, so he hardly notices when the mud sticks and yellows his snowy pelt, or when the shades of trees darken it to a light grey. His optics are a pale grey colour, and most are unsure whether it is a dull gold or the palest of blue. This was inherited by his mother, an Arctic wolf with blue eyes. Angel has a lean and strong body, standing at an average height and weight, with average features: ears, muzzle, tail. His claws seem to constantly grip the earth, as if he were paranoid of being shaken and pulled away from it, but it's just mere habit. On his neck, just below the scruff on his left side, is a pale scar about an inch in size where the fur doesn't grow anymore, thought it's usually hard to tell.breed, Arctic/Grey mixed
eyes, A pale grey. Some say blue, some say a dull gold.
pelt, A dingy white year-round, occasionally yellows or greys a bit.
height, 32" at the shoulder
weight, 100lbs
other,A pale scar just under his neck, and inch in length.
personality: When it comes to a day to day routine, Angelus is usually in an apathetic, yet easy-going mood. He is care-free wolf, so much so that he hardly cares for a thing at all. Though constantly in a numbed state, this allows for Angel to make logical choices and decisions when caught in costly dilemmas. Yet, this has also given him the addiction of his own adrenaline, causing him to constantly challenge himself and creating a war within himself. Born to be bad, as his father always said, Angel has a knack for getting into trouble. He finds amusement in instigating and causing fights between others, making bets against himself to see the outcome. Mind games are especially his specialty. When it comes to others, he likes to test their wits and see how far he can get away with whatever situation he is in. When Angelus is pushed over the edge and put under pressure he becomes stubborn, doing whatever it takes to prove a point, or to keep from being caught in a lie. When anger finally does rise within him, he becomes like a blind fool and goes into a frenzy that he can't control due to how much he bottles everything inside him, numbing himself. The anger never lasts long and its usually the only emotion he is ever willing to show, besides faint amusement when tormenting others.
history: Angelus' lineage is of the Xochitl clan, a pack of renegade desert wolves that found one another and created a group of their own after being pushed from their own clans. All the wolves of this group were of different breeds ranging from the white wolf, to the red, grey, and so on. His mother, Carminda, was an Arctic wolf, in which his appearance takes after, and his father, Armon, was a grey wolf. When Angelus was born, he was born in a litter of four, himself and three sisters (Anitt, Lily, Low). Though, his father had a previous mate before Carminda in his old pack before he had become a renegade wolf. In his fathers previous partnership, he had three other pups from one litter. Though, the wolf pack was living near human lands and was hunted down, leaving only one pup from his family surviving (Angelus' brother, Macht), causing him to take the pup and leave the pack. A year later, Angelus and his three sisters were born by Armon's new mate, Carminda. Angelus and his sister Anitt were the only two of the litter to come out with fur as pure as snow like their mother. Lily and Low both turned out to look more like their grey father. Not long after Angelus learned to walk on his own, his parents noticed there was something different about him. He didn't whine as much as the other pups and would constantly drift off into his own world, even keeping to himself rather than playing with the rest. At first, his parents wondered if this was because he was the only male. After a few months, they paired Macht up to constantly watch and try to get Angelus more social, but nothing worked. This left a hole in the brothers relationship, even with them being already a year apart. As time went by, Angelus started to even notice himself that he was different from the rest, more bipolar and apathetic, more numb. This started his obsession with adrenaline, after his first hunt. The thrill of the chase actually caused him to feel something, something good. Gradually, Angelus longed for more. The hunt wasn't enough anymore, he needed another muse. Soon, he found himself tormenting his sisters. At first, he felt anger and resentment toward their tight-knit group and how they reacted to his musings. How dare they try and make him feel bad for trying to feel! Eventually, the anger turned into a slight pleasure. Their anger toward him was something that he could control, and he was good at it. His parents didn't see this, and as he grew older and stronger, his games became more troublesome and even physically harmful. At almost two years old, Angelus decided that it was time to challenge Macht to a fight. Everyone was surprised by this, but it made his father feel a sense of pride. He thought his son wanted to make rank in the pack, but really Angelus was only testing out a plot of his, resulting in permanent damage to Macht's sight. The challenge was supposed to be a simple race and a small brawl of win or lose. Angelus devised a plan to cheat in this, just to see how far his limits could go and how much he could control. Angelus and Macht were supposed to race along the desert toward the next pack territory, just to reach the edge. Little did Macht know that Angelus had been secretly meeting with a female from the pack, a few years older and even more vicious than he, named Rita. In exchange for Rita's help in winning the challenge, Angelus was going to put word in for her in his own pack. Rita was to cross borders and hide on his pack's territory to where the brothers would race, then fight. She was going to try and distract Macht without being caught by the others, her scent covered by mud. It was simple and harmless. Though, the outcome was completely the opposite of what Angelus had intended. They raced, Angelus knowing that he would win with his lean build, and then they started the fight. Instead of Rita being a distraction, she had told the rest of her pack Angelus' plot. Her pack decided to try and take their territory by ambushing them and trying to kill and run them out. Angelus was surprised by this, being attached by Rita herself. He had been played a fool in his own game. In a rage, he blindly attacked and went for Rita, but she dodged it and he bit right through his own brother's right eye. This gave Rita an opening and she went for his neck. The fight between the packs went on for what seemed a lifetime, and when it was finally over, the Xochitl clan won. Though, through word of mouth, they found out about Angelus' little scheme and he was banished from the lands, having a taste of his own medicine.
lineage:
birthpack, Xochitl Clan
sire, Armon
dam, Carminda
siblings, Anitt (sister), Lily (sister), Low (sister), Macht (half-brother) (sisters are from the same birth, brother is a year older with a different mother)
mate, none
whelps,nonethe roleplayer
ooc name,Angelus
age,17
gender,male
roleplay level,literate
