Post by [.Trix.] on Feb 24, 2010 18:50:56 GMT -5
Nicknames: none
Age: 2 years
Gender: Male
Desired Pack: Fukai Waterfall
Desired Rank: Subordinate
Looks:
Pups: none
Zodiac Sign: Aries
Age: 2 years
Gender: Male
Desired Pack: Fukai Waterfall
Desired Rank: Subordinate
Looks:
His bright red fur traces around his body making him look built. It is smooth yet mangled from scuffles with friends, foes, and his beloved Blair. It is soft and is long and uneven at his ears making them look longer and pointier than necessary.Power:
He is built, large, with every muscle, every vein, and every bone. He is large for an average wolf. His legs are muscular and his paws are huge. In these paws are blood stained claws, almost as sharp as his needle-like teeth. His neck is broad and holds his head high.
His head is by far he most wonderful part of his body. His eyes are, undoubtfully, set perfectly. Aligned and shining. His muzzle is small and unscarred from battles. Even though he is an average wolf's largest size, wolves still cannot reach his muzzle while fighting. At the end of his perfect muzzle sits a wet black nose.
His markings are not very strange for those with the power of fire. They are orange flames that dance along his front and back legs. His two tails are dipped in flames that go almost all the way up his tail. When he is mad the flames glow and seem to come alive, and though they never actually burn him they do infact become real flames.
Phisces' tails are twin. They are exactly the same. Their markings match and move at the same time and speed and are always symmetrical.
His power is that of fire, hot and burning as the sun. He is the bender of fire, the creator of fire, the bringer of fire. The fire is his to control.Eyes:
He is the bender of fire. It will twist and twirl to his will. He can reshape it and lift it. But his weakness here is if the fire is to naturally strong, then he can not move or lift it.
He is the creator of fire; just by staring in one spot he can make it spark and burn. His paws also have flint in between his toes. When he rubs it together it sparks and his paws will catch fire. Burning everything that he steps on, his weakness here, is his heart. He cares to much to hurt anything with his power.
He is the bringer of fire. He can send or cast fire to where ever he pleases, causing pain and destruction to the small place of his horror. His weaknesses here are once again his heart, and his strength. It takes so much of his strength away to send fire. It can be very strong and will drain his power in seconds. Using this power can be very dangerous for his health.
His eyes are a vibrant orange, trickled with dancing flames in his pupils. Even when he is not mad, they still dance with embers.Wings:
His wings are a dark red. Tipped with orange flames on his wings.Personality:
Phisces is very calm, cool, and collected. He never often loses his temper. He is very large but is only like a large teddy bear.History:
His eyes are what only display his one emotion, calmness. He is happy usually, but almost never mad. He loves his mate with all his might and loves puppies. He is a very polite gentleman, always saying his pleases and thank yours. He talks with great courtesy and never sets a bad example. He is very timid and shy, but doesn't talk much because of being so shy. He never out does himself and usually sticks to the basics in life, never going out of line once. He is different from most brutes he has met, never fighting, always never the center of attention.
Phisces' speech is calm and sophisticated. He talks almost pure, old, correct English, speaking almost in riddles. But speaking is his favorite thing. He loves puppies, and can always let loose when with them. He is different and he loves it.
His favorite thing to do is run, feeling his muscles flex and pull and make him go faster, ever so faster. He loves the feeling of the wind. Though he is quite, he loves to howl, to join in song, creating a chorus. But most of all, he loves his circle.
Growing up in Aelyn was one of the hardest things for Phisces. Just wanting to be normal was his only request to the great gods. To live not with his strange coat color, not with his powers, not with wings, just....normal. But in his world of pain, his one most agonizing pain was her. His lovely circle.Other:
The days were always clear, but always seemed dreary when she wasn't with him. Phisces had gotten up early, he was waiting for her, so he sat by the small waterfall and stream, their common meeting place. He lied down and started cleaning his paws, anxious to see her again. He was so alert, but tried not to make it noticeable. She had walked out of her den and Phisces quickly looked away to hide his stare. She skipped over and fell o her back. He just glanced at her and smiled, "What are you doing?" He questioned, still grinning. "We can't all be down to earth, calm wolves like you!" she snapped. Phisces just grinned and went back to his business, secretly jumping and running inside.
Months flew by and time changed Phisces to an even greater brute. His fur a brighter red, his muscles bigger and stronger, and his heart for Blair still as strong as ever. Time sculpted her body to an even greater standings as well. Making her even harder to love. Her fur a lighter blue, her paws fine and dainty, and her wings large and delicate. But ever so more beautiful.
Phisces woke to a beautiful morning, himself a near adult, had his own resting place. He slowly sauntered to their meeting place and waited. He ignored the looks he received from other brutes because of his beloved friend. They never dared say a word, for they knew he could squash them with a single paw swipe. He had decided he had waited to long and went over to the entrance of Blair's den. Of which she still shared with her parents. He was just about to enter when she trotted out, quirky and excited. Her paws never making a sound as they walked along the fertile grass. "Well look who finally decided to wake up!" He teased. "Oh stop, I was listening to my parents...."Blair attempted to finish but Phisces couldn't resist his sarcastic comment.” Let me guess, now you know were they are letting you take a bath! Wha hoo!" He jumped around with sarcastic excitement. "Oh SHUTUP!!" She snapped, "No now I know that I am going to be married in a week! To my betrothed or something like that. I don't know who it is, just that he will be brave and handsome, and oh so wonderful!" she cheered. Phisces' face turned to a disappointed frown, his heart was officially broken and her heart was knowingly sold. "Oh well, good luck with that..." He was very disappointed, crushed by every word she muttered in the silence. "What’s your problem?" she asked with an edge of concern in her voice. "You can't love someone you've never met." He said it calmly and quietly and sauntered off before she could question. Leaving her mystified.
The week off his agony was over, and Blair's week of excitement was over as well. This was the final day, the one that would be the most torturous, to see her that last time before he left. But he couldn't help but go to the ceremony and see her beautiful face one last time.
The ceremony was the finest ever, only because, it had the finest bride ever. Blair's fur was all perfectly aligned and decorated with the finest flowers. Beautiful. But he couldn't take it, it was to much. With the first tears of him starting to come to his eyes he ran. Away from her and everything he once knew. He ran until he reached a clearing in the forest, and sat down on the ground. He started to think, but his thoughts were interrupted by the shuffling of paws and the breathing of the forest. He turned to see Blair, he fur wind torn and flowers half in half out. "What are you doing, do you think you can just leave like?" Blair said with a half teasing smile. "What do you care, you got your big man over there to keep you company." He turned away and reminded himself that she had chosen that brute over him. "Actually, I don’t. I left, I left because of you. I realized something, I realized I love you. And I know you feel he same so don’t deny it." Blair moved to sit next to Phisces, for a moment they looked into each others eyes and both of them fell in love at that moment. Phisces suddenly looked away," you didn’t have to do that, you loved him, I know." he seemed even more down than before. “you cant love someone you've never met" Blair smiled, Phisces was shocked, she had remembered. She had lingered on that very sentence like he did with her every word. And from then on love was what kept them close, together, they were forever.
Often referred to as his circle, his mate Blair's history is almost exactly the same, just from her point of veiw.Parent Description:
MOTHER-Rosa-A lovely young female with the power of invisibilty. She is average height, but very muscular for a fae. She loved her pups and family. Her fur is a dark maroon and her eyes are a soft green. Her twin tails are long and bushy. She is very fast and loves to run.Mate: Blair
FATHER-Prinson-He is a very large and muscular, much like his son but infact smaller. His paws are very large. His fur is a bright red and his markings are a deep blue. His power is that of fire. He loves to wrestle and fight, but is very shy like his son.
Pups: none
Zodiac Sign: Aries