Post by Deleted on Jul 5, 2015 16:57:46 GMT -5
OOC
Name: Rita
Years RPing: Lost Track
Other: Character Slot from Posting Contest
How You Found Us: ---
General
Name: Mathias
Birthday: January 3rd, 2012
Gender: Male
Species: Eastern Timber x Mexican
Physical
Height: 35 in
Length: 54 in
Weight: 120 lbs
Coat Color: Brown, black, red, mottled with some white and a bit of auburn highlighting on his stripes and face.
Eye Color: Red/Auburn
Health Issues: ---
Other Information: Purchased increased size, eyes, and coloring in shop. Also Messoria's Brother.
Mental
Mental Stability: Unstable
History:
From the very beginning, love was non-existent. There was no place for it in the world, it only made the creatures that struggled to survive beneath the bright sun weak. It truly held no purpose, and though the ideal of it brought a pair of rogues together on Anikira, the goal was never destined to be met. She was a young, naive female on the run from her family. He was a handsome male just looking for some pleasure and release. There was no common feelings, there was no mutual affection. Their union began like so many others, with a night together and pups on the way. The male, of course, did not protest, for this was a chance to not only enjoy himself, but to spread his genes into another generation. Something he had done time and time before. The female, so young and innocent, actually lied to herself enough to believe that she cared for him.
It was in the early spring that she finally gave birth, to an impressive litter of four females and one male. Each was unique in their own way, but they would be forever affected by their genders. The females, all three of them, were taught to hunt and provide food for the small pack. The male, however, was taught to fight, to become a warrior. There was never any expressions of love from their parents, never any gentle touches or hints of affection. They were offspring, they were the future, but they were not truly wanted. They were spoken to only for the purpose of learning to fend for themselves, and they did learn quickly. Mathias grew quickly, as well as grew further and further from his family. Unlike his sisters, he had a more important purpose in life. He was a warrior, and though his father trained him up until the day he left them for another naive female, the interestingly colored male was determined to better himself each and every day.
It came as no surprise to anyone when their father's departure turned their mother into a manic mess. She could not handle the loss, she was weak, and Mathias saw only shame in his roots. But, he was determined to be better than them both. How could he not be? Returning from some independent training one day, the male spotted the confrontation that would change all of their lives. Their mother attacked his sister, Messoria, and his sister ended her life. It was as simple as that, and their lives went on without either parent in them. After killing their mother, his sister left their pack, and it came as no surprise to anyone that he left as well. For a long time he traveled alone, practicing his skills of fighting however he could, but on an island of giants, he had to learn other ways to defeat his enemies. He learned how to be stealthy, how to remain unseen, how to surprise a target and use silence to his advantage. Eventually he would need to find a pack, perhaps even find his sister, but for the time being he practiced and trained, waiting for the day that he could be more than just another stranger on the island.
Personality:
Mathias is a ghost. He keeps to the shadows and avoids contact with most creatures, that is, unless he decides to end their lives for training, sport, or consumption. There is almost always a purpose to his actions, though from time to time an uncontrollable anger or blood lust consumes him and takes over his senses. It typically happens instantaneously, and though there are times that he can control it, the desire to kill and consume is usually far too much for the male to handle. Perhaps in his advanced years he will grow more stable, but currently there is only so much hope for his mental health. It is almost as if there are two sides of him, one that is very mechanical and has a purpose, the other that is completely uncontrollable and lashes out at everything.
He likes to believe that he is learning to control himself, but the years have only proved that he has little control over his emotions or reactions. He finds pleasure in destroying others, and because he never learned to love or care for anyone, the feeling of remorse was never something that came into play. However, it is rare that he allows himself to kill or destroy without meaning or purpose. If it is not for food, then it is for training, for security, or for another wolf. It is not uncommon for him to seek to offer up his skills and services to those that are incapable of getting their paws dirty, but over the years he has found that allegiance and loyalty can be a very powerful thing. Yet, he found himself very particular when it came to searching for a place to lay his loyalty.
After all, he is a very important wolf, whether or not others truly believe it. If there is one thing that he has not done, though, it is truly explore himself and come to understand his own mechanisms and mannerisms. Perhaps in the future his need to understand and devour will consume him, but for the time being, he turns himself on others and seems to almost enjoy their falls. He often searches for the pitfalls and faults of others, and when he finds them he is not above using their weaknesses and fears against them. He often works in the shadows - observing, calculating, thinking - and rarely allows his thoughts and emotions to be known. Almost everything is a puzzle that needs to be solved, not for the benefit of the other creature, but for his own pleasure and his own need to figure things out.
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