Post by demofea on Jul 9, 2009 19:35:53 GMT -5
Name: Amrit
Nicknames: Ammy...use at your own risk....
Gender: Male
Desired Pack: Toko Forest
Desired Rank: Beta
Age: 4 Years
Looks: Rugged, rangy...forbidden. The beast's hide is long and uneven, vastly different from the plush coats that many other wolves have. It grows in an unruly fashion, curling in some places along his back and rump. Upon his skull it grows long enough to brush across his eyes on occasion, adding to the roguish mystery his unkempt appearance often implies. Down his long limbs it grows in a feathery appearance, though it is shorter here and on his stomach then the rest of his body. This shaggy coat is thick and rough, no silken strands blowing in the wind as he descends from on high like an angel. Oh no. It hides the play of hard, toned muscle with every movement he makes. It keeps from the eye the true deadly nature of the fierce predator he is. It scintillates beneath the sun, as each strand of hair upon his body is a breathtaking and deep red-gold that shines beneath the sun like burnished bronze. Keep looking. Follow the masculine lines and angles that make up his form, there is nothing effeminate about this creature. Upon a thickly maned neck sits a cleanly made cranium, features sharp and intelligent. His ears are round, short, and lined in darkest kohl along the edges. And most striking is the golden ankh symbol stamped upon his face. The top loop of the character encircles his left eye, the body of it flowing back along his cheek and ending just beneath the jawbone. It emphasizes all the more the deep endless mahogany of his eyes.
Power: Fire
Personality: As ragged and rangy as he looks, this brute definitely has a personality to match. He is all male, through and though. Proud, hungry, powerful. His outlook on life is definitely take the bull by the horns and face it head on. There is no dancing around issues or subtle hints with this guy. It doesn't work. He is intelligent enough to see right through it and then bluntly tell you to either get to the point or go to hell. Obviously he is one to speak his mind, outright and straight up. This does not mean, however, that he doesn't know when to keep his mouth shut...usually. But he has the strength and experience to hold his own if it comes down to a fight, even the friendly dispute kind of tussle. When frustrated or angry he can be more then a handful, lashing out at whoever comes near whether they be strangers or loved ones. As is typical with an upset male in the prime of his life, it's not a spectacle you would want to behold. And this boy can hold onto grudges. He nurses them, dislike twisting his personality into something sour, a double edged knife that slices anyone who gets to close. On the other hand, his charm and wit gather friends like honey gathers bees. He is playful and flirtatious, a ladies man who gives all of himself to absolutely nobody. Why do that when everyone could have a piece? He does have soft spots, tender memories that are scraped by words and actions that are never meant to hurt but do. And when it happens he withdraws, silent and moody.
Eyes: A deep, fathomless mahogany.
Wings: None
History: i was born....
Privilege. It comes to those born into the best circumstances in life. The coveted whelps of the Alpha and Beta pairs. Young princes and princesses who's very blood graces them with the innate ability to lead and have others follow. Those who make or break the lives of the wolves who follow them. The life that was never Amrit's to have. He was born on the wrong side of the sheets, the bastard son of an Alpha male lead astray by the siren song of his exotic mother. Persephone was her name, a gold and fire beauty with dancing aqua eyes who lead astray more then one male in her search for power. Her search for the seed of the Alpha so that she could bear his children and humiliate the Alpha female. She managed to succeed in that aspect. Kasuko, for that was the King's name, laid with Persephone more then once, caught in her spell. She was a young, fertile female and it wasn't long before the evidence of their activity was visible in the roundness of her stomach. The Queen was furious and Kasuko, shamed and angry, stood beside her in exacting punishment on Persephone. When the pups were born all but one was killed, for that was how it was done, and Amrit was the lucky survivor. In theory.
to tell you i love you...
Amrit grew up surrounded by the stigma of a fallen mother, and no matter the status of his father he was a pup who never should have been born. To a child who has known nothing but scorn from the wolves of his pack, the wolves who were supposed to be his family, because of a circumstance that was not of his make; the love of his mother meant everything. And love him she did. Amrit was her life. She shielded him from the worst of the taunting, turning the bullies away with tooth and claw if she needed to. They were part of the pack, but somehow not. Never accepted, always living on the outskirts and hunting for themselves to survive. In this way he grew from pup to gangly adolescent and from adolescent to adult. The love of his mother and her gentle teachings kept him from taking a harsh view on life, instead he pitied the wolves who were supposed to have been family for their own blind sight to the world.
to make you mine...
There came a time when Amrit was two years old, almost three, that he decided enough was enough. Persephone had managed to find herself a mate, a loner who joined the pack after her disgrace and thought nothing less of her for it. So with a bittersweet farewell Amrit left to find himself a place in a pack who wouldn't view him as an accident, a wolf who never should have been. He found it and within it he found his other half. A midnight lady with golden eyes who filled the missing place in his heart and made it complete. As the Beta pair they were allowed to have offspring and it wasn't long before Akello and Nefertiti took their place in the world.
and stay with you tonight...
They grew, a family who's life brimmed with happiness and a joy that permeated everything. But all good things must come to an end. When Akello and Nefertiti were yearlings a rival pack attacked in the night, a surprise attack that would have deadly consequences...especially for Amrit. His love, his life, was killed. No matter how he tried, how hard he fought, he couldn't reach her in time and she fell to the fangs of three different wolves. It broke him. He ran. Akello and Nefertiti followed. Together they traveled for a time, but Amrit soon decided he needed to go on alone. It was the only way he could piece together what was left of his heart. So Nefertiti and Akello went their own way together and Amrit went another.
Parent Description:
Mate: None
Pups: Akello and Nefertiti
Zodiac Sign: Libra
Nicknames: Ammy...use at your own risk....
Gender: Male
Desired Pack: Toko Forest
Desired Rank: Beta
Age: 4 Years
Looks: Rugged, rangy...forbidden. The beast's hide is long and uneven, vastly different from the plush coats that many other wolves have. It grows in an unruly fashion, curling in some places along his back and rump. Upon his skull it grows long enough to brush across his eyes on occasion, adding to the roguish mystery his unkempt appearance often implies. Down his long limbs it grows in a feathery appearance, though it is shorter here and on his stomach then the rest of his body. This shaggy coat is thick and rough, no silken strands blowing in the wind as he descends from on high like an angel. Oh no. It hides the play of hard, toned muscle with every movement he makes. It keeps from the eye the true deadly nature of the fierce predator he is. It scintillates beneath the sun, as each strand of hair upon his body is a breathtaking and deep red-gold that shines beneath the sun like burnished bronze. Keep looking. Follow the masculine lines and angles that make up his form, there is nothing effeminate about this creature. Upon a thickly maned neck sits a cleanly made cranium, features sharp and intelligent. His ears are round, short, and lined in darkest kohl along the edges. And most striking is the golden ankh symbol stamped upon his face. The top loop of the character encircles his left eye, the body of it flowing back along his cheek and ending just beneath the jawbone. It emphasizes all the more the deep endless mahogany of his eyes.
Power: Fire
Personality: As ragged and rangy as he looks, this brute definitely has a personality to match. He is all male, through and though. Proud, hungry, powerful. His outlook on life is definitely take the bull by the horns and face it head on. There is no dancing around issues or subtle hints with this guy. It doesn't work. He is intelligent enough to see right through it and then bluntly tell you to either get to the point or go to hell. Obviously he is one to speak his mind, outright and straight up. This does not mean, however, that he doesn't know when to keep his mouth shut...usually. But he has the strength and experience to hold his own if it comes down to a fight, even the friendly dispute kind of tussle. When frustrated or angry he can be more then a handful, lashing out at whoever comes near whether they be strangers or loved ones. As is typical with an upset male in the prime of his life, it's not a spectacle you would want to behold. And this boy can hold onto grudges. He nurses them, dislike twisting his personality into something sour, a double edged knife that slices anyone who gets to close. On the other hand, his charm and wit gather friends like honey gathers bees. He is playful and flirtatious, a ladies man who gives all of himself to absolutely nobody. Why do that when everyone could have a piece? He does have soft spots, tender memories that are scraped by words and actions that are never meant to hurt but do. And when it happens he withdraws, silent and moody.
Eyes: A deep, fathomless mahogany.
Wings: None
History: i was born....
Privilege. It comes to those born into the best circumstances in life. The coveted whelps of the Alpha and Beta pairs. Young princes and princesses who's very blood graces them with the innate ability to lead and have others follow. Those who make or break the lives of the wolves who follow them. The life that was never Amrit's to have. He was born on the wrong side of the sheets, the bastard son of an Alpha male lead astray by the siren song of his exotic mother. Persephone was her name, a gold and fire beauty with dancing aqua eyes who lead astray more then one male in her search for power. Her search for the seed of the Alpha so that she could bear his children and humiliate the Alpha female. She managed to succeed in that aspect. Kasuko, for that was the King's name, laid with Persephone more then once, caught in her spell. She was a young, fertile female and it wasn't long before the evidence of their activity was visible in the roundness of her stomach. The Queen was furious and Kasuko, shamed and angry, stood beside her in exacting punishment on Persephone. When the pups were born all but one was killed, for that was how it was done, and Amrit was the lucky survivor. In theory.
to tell you i love you...
Amrit grew up surrounded by the stigma of a fallen mother, and no matter the status of his father he was a pup who never should have been born. To a child who has known nothing but scorn from the wolves of his pack, the wolves who were supposed to be his family, because of a circumstance that was not of his make; the love of his mother meant everything. And love him she did. Amrit was her life. She shielded him from the worst of the taunting, turning the bullies away with tooth and claw if she needed to. They were part of the pack, but somehow not. Never accepted, always living on the outskirts and hunting for themselves to survive. In this way he grew from pup to gangly adolescent and from adolescent to adult. The love of his mother and her gentle teachings kept him from taking a harsh view on life, instead he pitied the wolves who were supposed to have been family for their own blind sight to the world.
to make you mine...
There came a time when Amrit was two years old, almost three, that he decided enough was enough. Persephone had managed to find herself a mate, a loner who joined the pack after her disgrace and thought nothing less of her for it. So with a bittersweet farewell Amrit left to find himself a place in a pack who wouldn't view him as an accident, a wolf who never should have been. He found it and within it he found his other half. A midnight lady with golden eyes who filled the missing place in his heart and made it complete. As the Beta pair they were allowed to have offspring and it wasn't long before Akello and Nefertiti took their place in the world.
and stay with you tonight...
They grew, a family who's life brimmed with happiness and a joy that permeated everything. But all good things must come to an end. When Akello and Nefertiti were yearlings a rival pack attacked in the night, a surprise attack that would have deadly consequences...especially for Amrit. His love, his life, was killed. No matter how he tried, how hard he fought, he couldn't reach her in time and she fell to the fangs of three different wolves. It broke him. He ran. Akello and Nefertiti followed. Together they traveled for a time, but Amrit soon decided he needed to go on alone. It was the only way he could piece together what was left of his heart. So Nefertiti and Akello went their own way together and Amrit went another.
Parent Description:
Mate: None
Pups: Akello and Nefertiti
Zodiac Sign: Libra