Post by Kirrin on Jun 18, 2017 9:22:51 GMT -5
KIRRIN
NICKNAME(S). Whatever his "pack" wants to call him.
AGE. 1 year old.
SPECIES. Hybrid [Canine]
BREED. European Wolf.
GENDER. Male.
INFECTED. Yes.
MUTATIONS. Physical mutations, Healer.
PURIST. Yes, despite being infected (more information below).
APPEARANCE
HEIGHT.
28".
WEIGHT. 105 lbs.
EYE COLOUR. Pale gold.
DISTINCTIVE FEATURES. horns, forked tail and small scar on his cheek.
PHYSICAL. Kirrin is a young- and therefore small- European wolf with an even, warm grey coat and pale underbelly. The aura of naivety and innocent optimism that surrounds him is, in most cases, the first thing that others notice about him. He still carries the remnants of puphood, with almost stocky legs and fur that is still downy and thick, however he is heavier than he looks. It is clear that he will grow to be an average sized, broad shouldered wolf, however as of present he is still fairly young and has not fully grown into his own pelt. As far as his natural characteristics go, it is largely a mystery where he got them from; he has no recollection of a father, and very little memory of his mother (who disowned him when she realized he was infected). Despite this, he still has a youthful twinkle in his golden eyes, and a spring in his step that in many ways contradicts his heavy-set build. He appears to be well-nourished, although not much can be inferred thanks to a coat as thick as his, and its squirrel grey color takes on the hue of a fiery rising sun whenever it shines on him, especially during those respective times of day when the sun casts a far more golden glow.
His most used gait is akin to a trot, with his head either thrown up or leaning forward, intently staring at the person he is talking to (and trust that he will always be talking to someone). When he is distracted, perhaps by a falling leaf that demands pouncing on, he will go straight into a stealthy crouch. Since he was never taught by his mother how to properly stalk prey, however, his ears will always twitch and his tail will always be waving around as he crawls closer to his intended prey.
The scar on his cheek his thin and barely visible unless made a point of, and his only visible mutations are the beginnings of two horns protruding from between his ears and an extremely distinctive tail. The bone has lengthened to around 2 feet and forks at the end, leaving a split of around 6 inches. The hair on his tail is rather patchy and fine to the point where, if the sun hits it at a certain angle, the skin can be seen from underneath. Kirrin has an idling habit of trying (somewhat vainly) to discreetly isolate what muscle there is in the two forked ends up his tail and make them move independently, and yet his bouncy gait also often leaves him holding his tail as high as he does his head, which something he hates and immediately stops if he ever catches himself. Due to his sudden enthusiasm towards the Purists, he has further grown to hate his differences; not only were they the reason that he was thrown out of his den, they are now the reason he may never be fully accepted into his new group of friends. The latter reason vexes him far more so than the former, mind you.
PERSONALITY
LIKES.
- A full stomach
- A good, long nap
- A sunny but cool day
- Being given responsibilities/ trusted by people he looks up to
- A sense of belonging
- Praise
Being accepted into a group- Helping people that he likes
- Helping by using his powers
And yet he doesn't like his powers because he is a Purist now...
- Being too cold or too hot
- Having an uncomfortable place to sleep
- Getting things stuck in his pelt
- Swimming (its really difficult for him because of how much his fur weighs him down)
- Being an outcast/ not fitting in
- Criticism when he has tried his best
- Making mistakes and getting in trouble with people he likes
- His powers and mutations
- The fact that he likes and dislikes them at the same time
- He basically hates how torn he is
- He is young and therefore naive- he would happily make himself a martyr for the Purists without truly realizing how deep he has gotten himself
- He changes his allegiances quickly and based off of snap decisions and little to no forethought
- He trusts those that he wants to trust far to easily
- He is very easily blinded by emotion, whether it be his or that of someone else.
He is like a puppy. An honest, loyal, doting puppy. He will follow those that he admires around like a fly to a horse's flank, and will do literally anything to please them. That is why he mopes and looks so genuinely crestfallen when those people in question scold him or dislike him. He soon bounces back though, and will continue to follow them (much to many creature's annoyance). This is why he may start to be seen as a hindrance- he really is just an optimistic tag-a-long. His intentions are pure though; he just wants to experience belonging and being accepted into a "family" type unit. He is fiercely defensive of those he chooses to follow. On the flip-side, if he is scolded by someone he doesn't like, he won't take any notice and act aloof, and will half expect the people he hangs around with to back him up (much like two mothers arguing over their respective daughters).
The only reason he would then withdraw is if his friends agree with the criticism.
He does have an anger inside him, though. A deep seated anger that even Kirrin isn't aware of. But when he is old enough, and if he gets abused by those gives himself up to enough, one day he may just snap.
HISTORY
Once his mother realized how "deformed" he was due to being Infected, she cast him out of her den and left him to fend for himself. Kirrin eventually found sanctuary in a small group of wanderers, who took pity on the lost pup and helped keep him safe for the time being. Once he was old enough to properly fend for himself, however, they too sent him off to pave his own way; due to the clingy nature he began to develop, he had started to get in the way and actually become a hazard during fights or dangerous situations. The next group who took him in was the group he stayed with for a long period of time, and he genuinely thought he had found a family there. Due to him being a healer, he could sense the bond between everyone more than he could at first understand. At the first signs of this bond splintering, however, he started to fear for his relationship with his idols- that was when he discovered the Purist sect. The passion he instantly felt from them, rippling out like waves, was enticing. Despite being Infected, he was so helplessly drawn that he had no choice but to join them.
One of his friends had suspicions of Kirrin's likeness to the new sect, and their suspicions were confirmed when they caught him trying to sneak out. A heated argument ensued, their heavy emotions rubbing off onto Kirrin and only escalating the situation further. Hackles were raised, the two were angry. When Kirrin refused to listen to reason, his friend ran out of patience and cuffed him across the cheek. Hard. Kirrin backed away, eyes wide and tail between his legs, all traces of anger gone and only fear and betrayal left in his glossy eyes. Before they could say anything, he had bounded off into the wood, following the sense that had attracted him to the Purists in the first place.
PLAYER
NAME. Chee.
AGE. -
OTHER CHARACTERS. none YET.
HOW’D YOU FIND US. Through one of your affiliates and a lot of searching on my part!
PREFERRED CONTACT METHOD. Clash.
