Post by andi on Mar 27, 2010 23:37:50 GMT -5
Bree
the character
name, Sabriel Aluin Torein.
age, Six.
gender, Male.
pack, Auryn Clan.
rank,
appearance:breed, Eastern wolf.
eyes, Chocolate brown.
pelt, White is mixed with the blunt color of sand, both of which are dominated by a rich, darker brown that cloaks the upper half of his body and face.
height,4"2'
weight, 190 lbs.
other, Blind in his left eye.
personality: (79/200) Sabriel is a very quiet wolf, only speaking when it is necessary. He respects and gives everyone a chance, though his actions and response are always neutral and emotionless for the most part. He has very protective instincts when it comes to certain wolves, depending on how they have proved themselves, and will obediently follow them anywhere. Albeit his quiet demeanor, if Sabriel is pushed emotionally to his limit he will "lose control" and let violent impulse take over.
history: Sabriel never had the chance to grow up happy. His birth went exceedingly well, he was a strong, healthy pup. The kind of newborn that was not privileged enough to choose his own destiny. By the law of the pack Sabriel was to be taken away from his mother and father, without even learning their names or faces, and prepared for the vigorous training he would endure when he turned the appropriate age.
From there he was put through numerous situations where he was to learn the meaning of discipline and how to ignore the affliction. Sabriel gained an incredible tolerance to pain, exceeding most of his teachers in their own game and passing up through the unofficial rank at very surprising age. By the time he was two years old the Lupo had learned to become an emotionless brick wall, to block out any emotion that could get in the way of his task; brutality. He was trained to become a weapon. For the good of the pack they convinced him, and he complied with his best efforts and succeeded brilliantly. Sabriel had become a monster mentally, and even more so physically. With little help from the pack the wolf grew and grew, ascending over the other male's in his league, dominating in size and intelligence.
His muscles ripened from the training he endured day and night, becoming thick and nearly impenetrable under a gruff, chunky coat of magnificent earth tones. He was blessed with a body of power and speed, the perfect pawn in the pack's little game, albeit the knowledge of the Drappa and Dragga.
Only days before his third birthday were the wolves told of their objective in this courageous occupation. None of them chose this path but all had been taught to obey. So when the instructions were given, none of the brute's hesitated or questioned the decision. All of them were slaves, obedient mongrels in a conspiracy against the only thing keeping their pack back home in one piece; Their leaders.
That night the Dragga and Drappa were murdered at the hand of Sabriel and his comrades, because someone told him to do it and he had learned that disobedience was not acceptable. He was a murderer. A beast. Disgusting. Only when the scene had cleared and what was left of the pack had escaped did he realize the severity and deceit of the situation. What he had done was not okay, and he would take it to his grave.
The burly wolf, ashamed and confused, fled from those lands as soon as he had the opportunity. No one expected their capital student to abandon them, so no one pursued Sabriel as he ran and ran. By exhausting himself, pushing himself to the limit, his mind told him the more distance he covered the less he had been involved. By the time he finally collapsed he realized that it was impossible to erase what he had done. He would have to live with it for the rest of his life, and the thought nearly drove him to suicidal insanity.
lineage:
birthpack,
sire, Never met.
dam, Never met.
siblings, Bree has no siblings.
mate, He does not have a mate.
whelps, None.the roleplayer
ooc name, Andi.
age, Seventeen.
gender, Female.
roleplay level, literate
