Post by Sandtiger on Jun 1, 2011 12:31:45 GMT -8
Name: Wulfsige (Meaning 'Victorious Wolf')
Gender: Male
Age: 4 years old.
Type: Timber Wolf/Mexican Wolf.
Pack: Western Pack.
Mate: Russet
Rank: Member.
Items: Exotic Eyes.
Appearance: Wulfsige is your average to an actually smaller than average male. His limbs are sleek and defined, his body is strong and he is wide shouldered, even for his height. He's not exactly tall considering his Mexican Wolf blood, but he stands higher than any full blooded Mexican Wolf at 33 inches. He weights about 70 pounds and stretches from tail tip to nose tip at about 4 and a half feet. His tail is long and hang off his body usually. He has a elongated, slim and notable snout and along with his ears take up most of his head. His eyes are accented by a white fray of fur above them like eyebrows, marking them out from the rest of his head.
Wulfsige's coat is mostly a auburnish red, speckling with black than barring into black lines at his back the farther you go up. His underbelly and the sides of his legs are all white along with accents around his eyes, ears and lower muzzle. He has a distinct black mark on the back of his right ear, distinguishing him. His tail also barred with black and is charcoal like at it's tip, his nose is a wet, shiny black. His eyes are do not go with the rest of his appearance and sometimes startles those he meets. They are a solid, nearly glowing white, with a defined ring of aqua blue on his irises, no visible pupil. He is mostly a slinky, low bodied stamina-runner, with some strength to him.
Temperament: Wulfsige could be an interesting, but equally bland character to whom he meets. He's amiable and mostly soft voiced with a will of somewhere between iron steel and weak jelly. He isn't very self confident and easily bows to others except when it comes to his mate or past. Than he doesn't budge. It's like an automatic defense switch from jelly soft to 'I'll-Kick-Your-Butt-If-You-Say-Anything-More". He can be cold and doesn't make eye contact all that often and not very social. He also doesn't talk much and if he does, it sounds like a whisper to most. He's not exactly expressive to say it.
But when he does mean something, he will do actions to show his feelings. He'll ravish his loved ones with dedication and gifts form large to small expecting nothing in return. He will try to make up every wrongdoing he has done on you once he forgives. Perhaps the most notable trait about maybe this slightly bland wolf is that his faith is immense, despite recent and life long betrayals. He won't abandon you in the middle of a storm, unlike his family. He'll nourish you when your sick or take care of pups, which he has a soft spot for. And even if he can't keep a promise, he'll try to make it up if you allow him.
The one thing that stains his life very obviously, is his slow nature. It's not that he's dumb or something, he just needs to get a good handling on something before doing it. He's a straggler and maybe a bit standoffish at first yes, but he's got the memory of an elephant and a soft heart.
History: Wulfsige was a straggler in his birth pack and in life, last at everything. When he was learning to hunt, he learned at 2 years, while his year-mates were already either dispersing or finding mates. He could never keep up with his natal pack's fast style of life. Eventually, in a harsh winter storm, when his pack was caught in the middle of a hunt, the rest of his pack abandoned him because they could not afford to wait for him to follow along. Thus he unintentionally and unwillingly became a loner.
After the harsh storm pass, his coat covered with icicles and having suffered hypothermia, he ventured north some, from what was Mexico and went North West. He eventually caught on to the ropes of a loner, but it was hard for the likes of him. He managed to feed of small rabbits considering he could never take an elk or bull by himself. As his journeys continued his managed to join another pack in what was once Missouri. There he saw wolves who had miraculous powers and mutations. The alpha of the pack was kind enough to give him a trial period, see if he could break his old habits. but old habits die hard is the saying. He was kicked out at the terms of the agreement because he could not live up to his promise to keep up this time and fend a bit more for himself.
Downcast once more, the male wandered ever more farther on the terrain until he found here. Here he met Xane, alpha of the Western Pack. This is where he found himself ever since and continues to try and keep up.
