[Mixed Breed] Evander Nov 25, 2015 12:33:18 GMT -5
Post by evander on Nov 25, 2015 12:33:18 GMT -5
Years RPing: Around 5
Other: I have an addiction
How You Found Us: Top 50 Wolf Rpg’s
Birthday: February 14, 2013
Species: Mackenzie Valley x Grey Wolf (Grey Dominant)
Height: 33 inches
Length: 51 inches
Weight: 132 pounds
Coat Color: Dark brown and cream with red and white tones intermingled.
Eye Color: Apple Green
Health Issues: None
Other Information: None
Mental Stability: Sane
History: Evander had always been a cocky individual even from the start. He was conceived by two attractive creatures, but his mother unfortunately wasn’t very smart. Some speculate that that might be why he had issues growing up or rather issues focusing correctly. But Evander could careless entirely. Besides the slight A.D.D. he was extremely intelligent but did a fine job of covering it up. Any chance that he would get was spent ignoring his parents, Evander wanted to do things his way not theirs. Because of that headstrong personality he had set his sights on bigger and better things. It wasn’t long after he turned six months old that he had wandered off, far enough that he couldn’t find his way back. It was odd because he wasn’t even concerned, and it seemed that his only family members weren’t that concerned of his welfare either. Evander continued on his own, wandering the plains of Caurus. It was before his first birthday that he had an encounter with a rogue male. Evander had never been known to back down from a challenge, even if he was highly outsized. The rogue male had a short fuse but Evander was not worried, and was quite cocky about the whole encounter. It was when he got close to losing an eye that Evander finally fought back. It was almost as if he was in a blind rage as he fought to survive, and by the luck of the gods he had won. He was almost giddy with the scent of the blood surrounding him- and it was then that his cockiness truly spiked. He traveled as if he were walking on clouds, he felt unstoppable. Evander continued to stick to the lands of Caurus, not wanting to venture too far from the lands that he had known.
It was on one of the coldest days of the year that Evander had come across his old pack. He was shrouded by the trees around him and had happened to catch a quick glimpse of them. It was even stranger then what he had expected because they weren’t exactly acting normal. They all seemed to be crazed and half of them were covered in blood, their coats unbelievably matted. Evander’s instincts told him to remain in hiding, and so he did. He could not leave without drawing attention to himself and so he surveyed them just a little while longer. He had not been affected in the slightest until he caught a quick glimpse of his dimwitted mother. She was walking in circles, her eyes rolling in the back of her head and her tongue lolled out of her mouth. Foam stuck in the corners of her maw and her coat was matted and bloody, missing patches of fur here and there. Evander would have never guessed at his young age that his natal pack had had an outbreak of rabies, but he was fascinated all the same. It was when he had turned to leave that he had run directly into his father. The brute was wild eyed and stared at him as if he were a piece of meat. Evander let out a warning snarl before their bodies connected. The young male darted out of the way before his father could clamp down on his shoulder and strictly out of instinct he lurched, snapping his father’s neck in the process. His father fell in a deflated heap at his paws and for a moment he stared, horrified. He ran then, far from his father’s deceased body. It was the second time that he had shed blood in his life, and that was then that Evander swore to keep it to himself. Presently Evander has developed into quite the fit young male. He has honed his fighting skills and has continued to search for a new pack, yearning to find his place amongst others of his kind. Although his obnoxious personality makes it difficult for others to be around him he doesn’t want to be a rogue any longer.
Personality: Evander is a unique kind of wolf with a type of personality that only some can grow fond of. He is hopelessly cocky, almost obnoxiously so. Along with the cockiness comes his pride. He is proud of the way he looks and isn’t a damn bit ashamed of the way he acts. Most of the time he feels as if others are beneath him and doesn’t even try to hide the fact. He dares others to challenge him and a sick part of him lives for it. There are times where he can be a boisterous romantic as well. He is almost always trying to swoon the ladies one way or another, by either impressing them or just by being stupid. He is very much an adolescent still in his mind and has quite a bit of developing to do yet but he is also incredibly smart. Most times others don’t realize how smart he is because of his rude personality but beneath that is a quite intelligent young brute. He can be very manipulative and sneaky which makes him the best option when it comes to spying or gathering any type of Intel. When it’s needed his smooth tongue can corrupt any female to give him the information he’s looking for. When it comes to other males however, he’s not against using brute strength to get the information out of them. Evander is not against bloodshed and will do anything necessary to get what he’s searching for. There are moments however when it can be a tad bit difficult for him to focus as he tends to bounce from one subject to the other, but when it is really needed he can get the job done and focus on the task at hand.