Post by Hannibal on Sept 14, 2015 19:50:40 GMT -5
OOCNo larger than 500 x 400 px
Years RPing: 14 years or so
Other: This guy is based on Will from the show Hannibal instead of Hannibal because of reasons. Also I will purchase his animal companion before he is accepted.
How You Found Us: Zen / Divine intervention
Species: Mackenzie Valley
Height: 36 inches
Length: 59 inches
Weight: 145 pounds
Coat Color: Light tan base coat with long dark guard hairs that make a 'cape' along his back, dark top of muzzle with white along the sides, dark ears, white underbelly
Eye Color: Yellow
Health Issues: Idiopathic Epilepsy, High-Functioning Autism
Other Information: Hannibal has an animal companion in the form of an African Wild Dog named Graham. He is a typical AWD--average size (50lbs, 35 inches tall) and stature, typical painted coat--but he has the ability to sense when Hannibal is about to go into a seizure and warns him appropriately.
Mental Stability: Mostly sane
History: Hannibal was born into an Anikira pack like any other--typical family structure, focus upon defense and hunting. However, his mother was not the kind, caring mother of a typical pack, but a cold, unfeeling female with no tolerance for imperfection. She constantly berated her children and other pups, unhappy with every aspect of their performance and personality. His father, a kind but unassuming male, did his best to placate her, going so far as to hide Hannibal's occasional seizures while simultaneously ensuring his health. But a grand mal seizure cannot be hidden when a wolf is nearly full-size, and Hannibal's mother witness an epileptic episode one night and flew into a rage.
By that time, the pup had already exhibited signs of being intelligent but somehow... off. He could rarely look into the eyes of his pack mates, and never a stranger; he did not share experiences he had out loud; and he seemed devoid of emotions, detached from the cries of his siblings. His mother, the night she caught him seizing, was beside herself and beat him as though he were aa fearsome enemy, causing no lacerations except to his mind and soul. He was a year old at the time, and did not realize what was happening to him during status epilepticus, but he woke several moments later with bruising and pain such as he had never felt before.
Not done with her abuse, Hannibal's mother started to verbally tear him to pieces, shouting loudly about his ineptitude and how broken he was, despite being very nearly a normal-functioning wolf. He did not bother to fight back, nor did he protest; he only sat in silence, head down and tail between his legs, hoping that she would be satisfied with her screaming and leave him alone to sleep. His brothers and sisters attempted to comfort, but were unable to reach into the shell he had built, as was his father; they did more good by training with him, teaching him to hunt and focus. With experience came relief, and Hannibal began to associate the joy of hunting and fighting with an alleviation of his pain--thus, he discovered a way to undermine the torture his mother insisted upon him.
Close to his second birthday, Hannibal had had enough of his rough pack life, and set out to see what there was to see in the world. It was not long after he left home that he stumbled upon an abandoned pup, the strangest wolf he had ever seen--the creature had gigantic round ears, a painted calico coat, and a long fluffy tail. Hannibal debated killing the little thing for food, once he determined that it was not a wolf, but when big, reddish-brown eyes opened and looked pitifully at him, the wolf decided that killing this adolescent dog was not the right course of action. Instead, he left the canine, assuming it would stay where it was and die by someone else's paw.
Instead, the minuscule lupine trailed along behind him, as though he had imprinted on the wolf and had no choice but to keep Hannibal company. Indifferent, the male accepted this as his life and shared his food with the painted dog, named him Graham, and discovered that the little friend he had made was actually quite useful--just before a seizure, Graham would bark incessantly and paw at Hannibal, as though insisting he find somewhere safe to lay before he hurt himself.
Though Hannibal was not phased by his lonely lifestyle, he did detest the lack of training and work he was able to do; sparring with an African Wild Dog was no challenge for him, and Graham did not like fighting even in jest. So, shortly after he turned four, Hannibal set his sights on a pack he had heard much about--Airlia.
Personality: Hannibal is a blunt wolf due to his autism, but not unkind; he simply is unaware of how to treat others in a socially acceptable way. He is able to communicate and interact just fine, but some may see his manner as cold and unfeeling. He does not get close to others, but he is not above fraternizing with anyone who wishes to spend time with him. Additionally, he has never been one to joke, as he does not entirely understand the concept of humor the way other wolves do. Sharing is not a strongpoint of his, either, and more often than not, he is a wolf who listens and does not speak. Often, Hannibal will offer advice to a problem, and he is able to see several angles and view a problem with no attachment. Additionally, he is adept at being a warrior and can predict the outcome of a battle, as well as look at the grounds and determine what happened after a fight. This is especially helpful when it comes to tracking prey and even other wolves--ones who had betrayed the pack, or just an individual.
He excels physically despite his marked health disadvantage--seizing in the middle of a hunt or battle is not the way to win. But he has dealt with his epilepsy since birth, and has grown accustomed to the signs and symptoms of an episode, so that he can warn others and pull himself out of harm's way. Though it is not always perfect, Hannibal has survived thus far and will always strive to continue. Numerous battles have passed in which he has received little to no damage, and he has no major injuries to boast of, for he knows when an enemy is too great for him.
Though he is an excellent warrior himself, Hannibal does have some trouble teaching other wolves to do as he does. His physical prowess is only half of his skill, and the mental aspect of his fighting is something he has much trouble communicating to others. Even if he could explain how he seems to know more than can be determined from sight, he is not sure any other wolf would be capable of it. Empathy, after all, is not something that can be taught, but something innate. His empathy can sometimes crush him if someone who is talking hits upon a severe feeling from his past, but he has learned to recover quickly over the years rather than allow his disease to control him.