Post by Maxim on Mar 9, 2016 11:20:40 GMT -5
OOC
Name: Sylph
Years RPing: 10+ years
Other: <3
How You Found Us: Fell down a rabbit hole
General
Name: Maxim
Birthday: March 3, 2013
Gender: Male
Species: Mackenzie Valley Wolf
Physical
Height: 36 inches
Length: 46 inches
Weight: 145lbs
Coat Color: Black, grey, white
Eye Color: Bright grassy green
Health Issues: Just a few scrapes from fighting but have healed over and are now invisible beneath his fur
Other Information: Appears to have a perpetual grin on his face
Mental
Mental Stability: Sane
History:
Maxim's life was not a glamorous one. He was the product of a rather forceful meeting between a brute and a young female. His mother had wandered into treacherous territory and into the path of a rather aggressive lone male. The resulting litter resulted in only two pups. Maxim being the oldest and the second a female. Maxim had never quite known his sire as the male seemed less interested in his mother after learning of her pregnancy. His mother was part of a small traveling pack that took turns caring for the pups, but there was an underlying sense of tension in the air.
It had seemed his sister was much more openly accepted as her pelt resembled their mother. As cliche as it all sounded, Maxim was cursed with the likeness of the brute who raped his mother. The pack would appear kind to him whenever his mother was present, but the moment we was alone he could hear their scathing comments of his appearance. Maxim didn't let any of this bother him, seeking to help the pack and prove his worth. This lead to many disagreements and the pack hunters refused to let him join their ranks. By the time he was one, his pelt was riddled with scars hidden beneath his coat from fighting. His mother did her best to try and quell the unease, but as he was old enough to act alone, her word meant little to nothing to the elders.
Maxim stuck through the tests and trials, learning to fight and get by. He survived mostly on his own as the pack afforded him less and less of their kills. His sister would bring him what she could, but each time he refused her help. If he wanted to feed he would do so of his own will. He cared for his mother and hated to see her hurting from the treatment he received. So he fled the pack with one last goodbye in the dead of night. Months and years passed as he traveled to find a place to rest. He refused to stay anywhere too long. Along the way he met several wolves that offered help, but in the end he was left with less than he had to begin with.
Battered and bruised in body and soul, Maxim carried on. He refused help from anyone and resolved himself to a life of humiliation and struggle. He had born in the land of Xisyn in the south. He knew the desert well and would remain there until he found a pack. He grew in strength and he learned well how to survive the rough terrain. He spoke fleetingly and lied to get by. He would often scavenge carcasses from others to eat, though he was an accomplished hunter. He lived for the right and struggle that was life. He would often push boundaries just for fun. His life became nothing more than a casual facade to earn food and shelter for a day. Though he knew he would not survive long on his own. So after two years of being alone, he started his search for a pack. Though he refused to travel far looking for one. He would go for whatever was closest and prove to everyone he was more than the brute he resembled.
Personality:
Ruled by instinct and impulse, Maxim was a born fighter. He was born fighting his way out of tough corners. He learned early on that not everyone you meet is on your side. He had been too trusting once upon a time. Gifted with a strategic mind and silver tongue, he was raised a pathological liar. Keeping everyone on his toes. He enforced his natural charisma to get around. Roguish grin intact, Maxim is a wolf who solely believes in me, myself, and I. He is lethargic and casual, only doing things if they benefit him. Though there is truly only one who wields power over him, the alpha. He believes their word is law and will follow with little complaint.
Maxim has a habit of sarcasm and complaining. He treats everything like s hassle, refusing to move unless he needs to. Though in battles he becomes a completely different creature. He's daring and acts on the impulse of instinct, only caring about his own survival and that of the innocent. He finds joy in fighting, but not in the killing of other wolves. He believes a fight determines what kind of soul they possess. He likes to push limits and test those around him. He lives on a truly feral principle of life, but has never been known to attack the innocent. Blunt and forward, Maxim is unafraid to voice his opinions. No matter what the outcome. Life is wasted walking on egg shells when you should strut through life with a smile.
Maxim is not without his weaknesses. He is a ladies' man for sure and will give chase. It is a distraction for him, making it hard for him to focus. Though it also motivates him in a way to show off for females. He likes to joke around and tends to come off a bit crass. He's impish in nature, enjoying the study of emotions in others. Learning limits and triggers is a pastime for him. It takes a hardened soul to be around him. Maxim is not for the weak-hearted. He believes the strong will survive, but the weak can still learn should they be willing. Though he enjoys competition, he bores easily if it's an even match. Keep moving and don't drag him down and you will get along, swimmingly.
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