Post by Solitaire on Nov 29, 2015 4:55:43 GMT -5
OOC
Name: cas
Years RPing: Over 10 years.
Other: n/a
How You Found Us: Top Wolf RPS
General
Name: Solitaire
Birthday: February 8, 2013
Gender: Male
Species: Grey x Arctic
Physical
Height: 34 inches.
Length: 51 inches.
Weight: 134 lbs.
Coat Color: His base coat is entirely white - bright, bright white. He has the same mask as his mother and brother, though in a medium shade of grey with black fur flecking around his eyes. This same flecking occurs over his left ear and cheek - both ears are black, too. The grey of the mask moves up between his ears, over his head and down to his shoulders onto his back and freckling out at the rump. Over his shoulders and running the length of his front legs, rump/hips/thighs are various sized flecks - some large, like piebalding, and some small like fine ticking. On the right side, this piebalding is much less seen with only one or two fist-sized spots over his shoulder. The rest of him is entirely white.
Coat Length: Thick, long and surprisingly fluffy. His tail is fluffy, too, and the fur around his neck and shoulders is longer than the rest about an inch or two.
Body Type: Surprisingly, this boy is another throwback to his grandmother. Unusually, he is almost... cute, really. His fur is thick and fluffy, his ears slightly rounded and his eyes large and expressive. He has relatively small paws thanks to his proportions, and long, narrow legs. He has a sleek build with an appropriately narrow chest and long back - he is a speedy thing but has enough muscle over his shoulders, thanks to mum, to give him quite a punch. The trade off for this even speed and strength is that he cannot keep it up for too long - he is made for fast, dominating battles or taking down preys on the frontline.
Eye Color: Grey.
Health Issues: Colorblind in his left eye.
Other Information: n/a
Mental
Mental Stability: (Mostly) Stable.
History: Solitaire had a normal enough entrance into the world, along side a brother and a sister, born to an Arctic mother and a Grey father in a seaside residing pack. Things seemed good enough in the early days, although that did not last long. Solitaire's father had vanished, only to be found dead later and the death without answers. They went on, not knowing what had happened and holding together even more closely. At least until a vagabond group had gone through the area stealing the youth from the packs. Solitaire was one of those that they had stolen away. He was given a different name and forced to use that name and only that name while in the group. Mjesto. He was trained for the purpose of luring others to the vagabonds when they came across loners or wolves that left the vicinity of their packs. Mostly females, as the vagabonds had thought him as eye-catching for that purpose. Going against orders had only gotten food taken away from him, though they did not dare leave any lingering marks upon him when punishing. Solitaire did what he had to do to keep surviving among them, but it had come at a price to him; he began to fear females, because even those within the vagabond ranks had taken to picking at him after a time.
After over a year of this, one of the other stolen wolves ended up being rescued by an older brother, and Solitaire was able to escape with two others during this time. Solitaire made his way back to the place of his birth, wanting to return to family and home. When he finally go there, he found that the pack had been taken over by another male. His mother had been happy to see him, and he even met an older brother at the borders during this time; but he was not permitted to stay. The new alpha had turned tail on him, not giving him access to the pack. Feeling defeated and rejected, Solitaire left with a heavy heart. He took to wandering around for awhile, trying to deal with being an outcast, though at the same time not wanting to join up with others due to the mistrust that had grown towards others because of what the vagabonds had done to him. He began to learn more about herbs and plants in general where he could, now and then speaking to those he passed by that smelled of plants or Solitaire had seen shuffling through plant matter. He did what he could to gain more knowledge of plants during this time, helped others when and where he could, but never kept any ties for long.
He eventually returned to his home packland again, this time feeling the resolve to be allowed in, or to fight trying; whatever it took to be let back to the place of his birth. There was no need for a fight, however, because the pack had switched leaders again, and this one allowed anyone to join that would pull their own weight within the pack. Solitaire cut no corners in doing everything he could to prove his worth in the pack. More so, because he had found his brother had stayed within the pack the entire time. Tristen had been glad to see Solitaire back, but Viora -- their sister -- was not. She looked down on them both, Solitaire for not being there, and Tristen for not being able to save their mother from an attack the two (Tristen and Viora) had been present for. Viora soon left after Solitaire's return, but Solitaire had focused on becoming the healer for the pack. He rose in rank over some time, reaching his goal and becoming the lead healer. He had made a friend or two in this time, but mostly kept to a small group and to fulfilling his duties when he was able or needed. Things had been going really well, until one day he had met (quite on accident) the wolf that had killed his father. He'd panicked at the confession and ran back to Tristen.
Yet he had been so distraught about the entire thing, he barely gave Tristen the information on what he'd learned before feeling the rage wash over him, that need for vengeance, justice. He ran off, back to where he had met the wolf who had killed his father, Tristen keeping up not far behind him. Solitaire had attacked the murderer without thinking about it, and when the murdering wolf grabbed him, Tristen jumped in and tried to break the fight apart, ending up killing the wolf who had murdered their father. After this, things had gotten tense between the brothers, though Solitaire did what he could to keep busy and avoid the issue. While all this was going on, their older brother Covet (who Solitaire had met twice now), had been trying to find out a way to secure family ties after challenging and winning a pack; but handing it over to one of the previous family in hopes to end the feud. Covet had asked Solitaire to be the one to help create the litter that would tie the two families, and although reluctant, he agreed for the good of the family. He had met up with the newly crowned queen and found her to be quite kind, and began to find the idea of fatherhood thrilling enough to shove aside his worries and fears over how to go about it.
Alas, none of it was meant to be, for the newly crowned queen had run off, perhaps due to pressure, perhaps as part of a plot to keep the feud going. Solitaire was crushed at the idea of losing the chance at a family, however unusual it had been set up, but tried to look on the upside of things. Not an easy feat, and worse yet when he found out that family Covet had tried to form the alliance with had taken Covet as a prisoner. Covet was later found dead -- though not by the family -- which Solitaire never found out the truth of. Thinking it had been that family, and feeling like things were falling apart around him, Solitaire went out to vent his frustrations in the surf during a storm. Not paying attention, things got out of hand, and he ended up getting pulled under and dragged out to sea, fighting the entire way. Exhausted, Solitaire finally made it to a floating tree that had gotten dragged out by the storm. It felt like days hanging onto that tree, but eventually he spotted land again. When he thought it was close enough to swim to, he let go of the tree and began to swim, finding it a lot more difficult than he had anticipated it, but unwilling to give up and go under. He made it, then passed out shortly after. Cue the beginnings of being in Anikira.
Personality: Solitaire is a shy but sort of quirky kind of guy. He often wants to help others, but finds it difficult to connect or make friends because of his deep mistrust brought on at a young age. He feels a deep loyalty to family and pack (when he has one), and will go out of his way, above and beyond to try and help them or make them proud of him. He does have that part of himself that is bitter and angry with how things have happened during his life, but he tries to look on the bright side when he can. It's better than dwelling too much on what he can't change (though perhaps he buries it down and holds onto it more than he should, regardless). He has a sort of fear of others, though mostly directed towards females.
He was beginning to warm up on this, but is starting to rethink that idea because of the more recent events in his life. He's a healer through and through, and has the drive to learn all he can about plants and what they can do, all the ways they can be used to help (or harm). He wants to belong on a deep level, and secretly loves the idea of someday having a family, even though he isn't sure he can put himself through the motions to gain one. Indeed, he feels like he is most likely to adopt, since he'd been realizing that maybe, just maybe.. he leans towards an interest to his own gender. This isn't confirmed, though, and he isn't quite sure he's ready to truly find out, either.
He tries to be patient and tolerant towards others, looking out for the welfare of even strangers if he thinks they need help in some way. He's just as apt to clean out wounds and bring another food if it's needed; and even though he's shy and wary around others, Solitaire still comes off as friendly most of the time. Yet he has also found that he does well on his own when he needs to, though this can lead to self reflection, which is not always a good thing with what Solitaire has endured through life.
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