Post by fell on May 23, 2012 5:45:30 GMT -5
FELL
NAME. Fell
NICKNAME(S). n/a
AGE. four
SPECIES. Canine
BREED. Gray Wolf
GENDER. Male
HEIGHT. thirty
WEIGHT. eighty pounds
COAT. white with hints of grey on muzzle and tail
EYE COLOUR. golden brown
NOTABLE MARKINGS. deep scar running the length of the right side of his skull, blinding his right eye.
PHYSICAL. From first impressions, Fell is a plain looking wolf, he is of average height and size, his build is somewhat underdeveloped due to malnutrition as a pup. His hind limbs are slightly bent outwards, and because of this his gait is awkward and unbalanced. His muscles are pitifully weak despite his supreme breeding, and will suffer from crippling hip problems later in life. He struggles to keep his weight on, even during the lushest of prey seasons and therefore looks constantly skinny and underfed. Fell's back is unusually and unnaturally bent due to a blow he received from his father as a tiny pup also, this makes it difficult for him to cover long distances and run at a high speed.
Despite his unfortunate problems and impurities, Fell is actually a very beautiful wolf. His fur is the purest, whitest ivory you could ever imagine with tinges of silver than dance and sparkle along the underside of his muzzle, paws and tail. His pelt is satin soft to touch, and cloaks him wonderfully. His defects couldn't take that away from him at least. The most striking feature of Fell is his eyes. Although they aren't an extraordinary colour, they don't have to be as they are utterly enchanting. They are a deep smoldering golden brown which are the windows to his soul, be it joyous, depressed, excited his eyes are always brimming with beautiful emotion.
FEARS. being rejected, large males, the dark!
VICES. Shaking when around females, stuttering over his words under pressure, freezing up and refusing to speak.
STRENGTHS. Very reliable, trustworthy, when the time comes he is one of the bravest wolves one could meet.
PET PEEVES. Being patronized, being laughed at by everyone, winter, snow, selfish people
LIKES. talking to others, making friends, sunning himself on rocks, sleeping, singing to himself
PERSONALITY. Due to a dark, abusive background and his poor physicality Fell has the self confidence of a fly. Perhaps a fly has more self belief than him.. He's always been that way, well since his father beat the crap out of him maybe. He is nervous and cautious about everything, especially new experiences and places. Fell likes to stay in one particular area, not that he would ever be able to claim his own territory, he's not confident enough to do that. He spends most of his time singing and amusing himself, wasting his life away with his loneliness and depression.
On the other hand, as soon as someone comes along be it an equine or canine then Fell will shove his sadness to the back of his mind and put on his best smile. His selflessness knows no bounds, he would run to the ends of the earth for nearly anyone, one of his main faults. Fell is what you would call a kind person. He would give up his day to help another, maybe even give up his life, he is so willing to make up lost lonely time. He longs for company, for a 'social' life if you want. Yet most of the wolves and equines he come across merely mock him, or at the very least are embarrassed to be seen with such a seemingly boring, weak little canine. For this reason, his loneliness and abandonment from everyone he has ever known haunts him.
He fears many things, but large black males are the worst. When one nears him then Fell will do anything to please them, anything to keep them from breaking his ribs. He will never speak out of turn to anybody, not even when they call him hurtful names, as he knows that if he retaliated he would be as bad as them. Another thing Fell is afraid of is the dark, he hates it with a passion as in his mind.. there is always something lurking within it. He rarely tells anybody what he is really thinking, nor does he open up properly to others. As a pup he was taught that emotions were to be locked away, if you even had any. Feelings make you weak, apparently. Yet the white wolf is as emotionally wrought as the best of them, after having bottled it all up for his whole life. Fell is extremely anxious when he meets females. It has always been a problem, he grew up around all males and therefore was never introduced to a girl. When he meets them Fell stutters over his words and shakes slightly, he goes all hot and cold and struggles to concentrate.
Now despite all his faults, fears and problems Fell is not your average wolf deep down. If you can encourage him to open up, the four year old is wise beyond his years. He's warm and playful when relaxed, and loves to spend long sunny evenings just sunbathing. He is very environmentally aware, and grieves for the lost world and society of the humans.. all those lost lives. He is a trustworthy guy, capable of keeping anyone's secret to the grave. Fell would stand with you till the day you died, even if it meant galloping head first at a machine gun, he would not let you down. He fears rejection awfully and so would do anything to maintain loyalty to his friends. Despite his vices, Fell is a brave wolf. You might not notice it at first but if you knew his past and the troubles he has had to face, you would understand. Fell is the closest definition of honor you might ever get.
MOTHER. Adia, deceased
FATHER. Oberon, living
SIBLINGS. Cult, living
Janica, deceased
Bane, living
HISTORY. Oberon was the alpha male, he'd always been. There had never been a time in anyone's memory when Oberon, or his father, or grandfather had been usurped by a younger hopeful male. He was the ruler of the Ocher Pack, had been since his father had died several years ago. Despite his majestic red tinged pelt, and his proud muzzle however, a darkness lay within the alpha. He had been born wrong, that's what everybody said after it happened, he had been brought up too brutally, he'd had a terrible pup-hood. They all had their excuses but none of that matter, nothing could excuse Oberon's actions. Oberon's mate was a beautiful light grey wolf with sparkling green eyes, her name was Adia and she had come from a neighboring family, Delta Pack. The large dominant male became paranoid of his mate, worried that she was secretly cooperating with her old pack. Of course none of this was true.
When their third litter together was born Oberon had had enough. He snapped. Adia was nursing her four pups, Fell, Cult, Bane and Janica, her huge mate barged in and murdered her. Following this he snapped Janica's neck, the only bitch in the litter. Oberon wasn't finished however, he went on a crazed killing spree and ripped out the throat of all but one female. That poor bitch was forced to nurse his sons until they were old enough to eat meat, and then she was slaughtered too. Now by this time the cubs about two months old and becoming more aware of their surroundings. Bane and Cult were brutes, big and arrogant like their father. They picked on their smaller, weaker brother constantly which went unnoticed by the dwindling male members of the Ocher Pack, those who remained loyal to Oberon.
Fell was a happy sweet pup, he minded his own business but was curious all the same. His brothers couldn't care less when their milk provider was murdered in front of them, if anything their eyes lit up with blood thirst. Fell however was horrified and whispered one word that would change his whole existence, "no". Oberon whipped round, having heard his son. After that there was no relenting on the alpha's attack on little Fell, he bullied him, beat him, starved him, mocked him, taunted him. On on particularly nasty incident, he ripped up the whole side of Fell's face leaving a terrible scar and his right eye was left blinded forever.
Fell's whole demeanor changed but his heart remained pure, it nothing could take that away. When Fell was two years old, he was kicked out of the pack whilst his brothers were allowed to stay. Fell can still hear their taunting laughter in his ears.
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