Post by Rebel† on Nov 30, 2008 14:00:28 GMT -5
Name: Rebel
Age: 6 years
Gender: male
Breed: full blooded timber wolf.
Appearance: Rebel reaches 4 feet and stretches 5 feet from nose to tail. He is massive, weighing in at 180 pounds. And 80% of his weight is pure muscel. His build is constructed for strength and stanima, not for swift agile movements.
This sturdy frame is complimented tools of the kill. Rebel's eyes are dark amber and almost a russet color. And only one works properly, for he is blind on his left side. Now his teeth are like any other wolf teeth. Two long canines followed by molars, but the only difference is the advantage his environment gave him. Rebel's jaw muscles are at the peek of performance because he is in his prime. Anyway his coat is plain black. Though they are interrupted by streaks of dark red which are his scars. The biggest is his X shaped scar on his right shoulder. A thin scar also runs across his left eye and stops at his nose. This is the eye that is injured and blind.
Personality: Rebel is the reserved and aloof kind of wolf. He asks nothing of anyone and expects to give nothing.
This wolf will usually be quiet and respectful among powerful wolves. He has always known that power meant submission, so the strong he listened to. But for dogs and other omega wolves? Not a chance. He will hates them and treats them the way he wishes. Rebel's code is primitive alright.
Around males he's suspicious and dangerous. Any hostilities toward himself will be met with equal, if not greater hate from him. Even around dominant males he holds his own. Always being observant and catious with his surroundings.
Rebel is not a big softy with females. Only one certain female had ever brought out the kind gentleness in him but all others failed. If the female was ready to breed he would go for it, but it meant nothing to him but pleasure. Love was a distant thing to the poor brute.
History: Rebel was born in the northern lands. He was one of four cubs to be born to Leah. His father, Darcia, never interacted much with the cubs. The formidable male would only bring meat to his mate and stare coldly at the pups. But Rebel had seemed to catch his eye because everytime his gaze swept the little black cub it would flicker excitedly.
Now Rebel grew up like a normal cub for the first two months of his life. He had an especially close bond with his mother for he was always the one to snuggle the closest during wolf naps.
But one night when the moon was round and full Darcia struck. Without reason he killed his mate Leah. Rebel and the cubs could only yelp and cry as their father came after them next. One of the females fled out into the night but the other two weren’t so lucky. Rebel was left untouched.
With force Darcia pushed the murder behind the pup’s mind and began the training. Rebel was promising in Darcia’s eyes. So he trained the black cub everyday. Rebel grew and grew, learning dark methods. Methods no normal cub would learn his first year of life.
It was when Rebel had turned a year old that his father was caught by humans. And Rebel was caught two days after. He was handled by men who trained dogs to fight. He would be the fighting wolf. Every dog he was faced with his killed. For months of training with Darcia did not go un affected. Besides his opponents were dogs. Soft in the making.
He spent two years fighting for the humans. He was always getting wiser and covering the true wolf nature.
But escape did come. It happened on the night he was put face to face with his father. This proved to be the hardest fight of all. For their strengths matched each others. But Rebel finally won and almost died in the process. With the gate still open he leapt out to freedom.
And then he met Chariot…his world turned upside down.
Other: could he have a pair of rusty chains around his forelegs? It's the sign that he lived imprisoned to fight years back.
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