Post by Warg on Nov 20, 2011 12:34:34 GMT -8
Basics
Where
Cando's
Appearance
Temperment
History
Warg {Male} 4 {Dire}
Where
Eastern {Alpha}
Cando's
Fire Control, Healing, Skywalking, Awareness, Exotic Eyes, Exotic Fur. (fangs considered with the fur? Black claws is natrual)
Appearance
This is a massive wolf. A little more than four foot at the shoulder, his overall height is a whopping five foot. From snout to tip, he is just about 7 feet long and around 180 pounds. His fur is the deepest ebon black, that seems to suck all color out of the area and shimmers with it. From the right angle, you can clearly see that his outer guard hairs and a few various locations are a dull blooded red. Even his fangs and claws are black. The insides of his ears are a grayer color, as well his underbelly is slightly more grey. His eyes reflect hell itself, the iris' are a flashing crimson red with small beaded pupils.
Temperment
Growing up, Warg has always been a bully. Sometimes the things he did, were for the pure sake of enjoying the whimper of pain or to taste blood running down his throat. He did not just kill for the sake of killing, that would show them mercy. He was harsh, cruel, and ruled with an iron paw. Since his old pack taught him a lesson in manners, he has toned down exponentially. He has learned to be a little less of a bully, and on the rare occasion, might actually try to help someone. He sees others for the wolves they are and not just pawns for his amusement. Just as territorial as ever, he will seek to trap the tresspasser and question them. Whether they get away or not is dependant on their answer and his mood. He has been roaming for some time now, and has not met many other wolves. He wants to find another pack, the need to be a leader has never left him. He will try to be a better wolf but needs someone to be a firm guide and keep him in his place.
History
Warg was born very small, but quickly grew up. At only a year, he took over his fathers pack. Warg learned fast and grew much, and every passing day he grew more and more controlling and cruel. Warg hated everyone, and they all knew it. No one was able to get away, because he would track them down and punish them harshly. He allowed breeding, but only if he permitted them, and even then, sometimes killed a pup. He did not want the pack growing too fast, because he had to keep as much food for himself to support his size and energy use. Because of this as well, Warg was constantly in search of new lands, conquering the packs as he found them. If the land was big enough, the remnants of the pack that he allowed to survive would join his own. In time, Warg had a vast empire and network of packs.
In time, Warg met a small pocket of resistance. Immediately, his own packs joined them and suddenly, Warg had a big problem on his paws. Faced with over fifty angry wolves looking for vengeance, he was punished severly. His healing power kept him alive, while they could easily have killed him, they wanted him to suffer. So for weeks he was kept in a near dead state, drained of energy from trying to heal, and half starved. Finally, he was abandoned and left alone. The packs he had claimed disperesed, regained leaders, and have moved on.
Warg has been wandering and roaming, alone and friendless. He has picked his way into Yellowstone, and here seeks to start over. He wants to be a leader again, but this time knows he will have to be more careful and a lot nicer.
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