Post by Night Wind on Nov 10, 2014 2:45:15 GMT -5
OOC
Name: Eidus, Dus
Years RPing: 13+ now
Other: With luck Night will go to Kairos.... assuming no one kills him
How You Found Us: Been here a bit now XP
General
Name: Night Wind
Birthday:January 19,2012
Gender: Male
Species: Eastern Timber Wolf
Physical
Height: 30 inches
Length: 54 inches
Weight: 95 pounds
Coat Color: Solid black
Eye Color: Grey
Health Issues: Multiple scars cause discomfort, several scars on throat which cause a permanent low rasp
Other Information:
Mental
Mental Stability: Unstable (sociopath)
History: Night Wind was born to a large loving pack. The problems in his world started with his birth. Born from a mating that caused the pups to come during the deep of winter Night Wind was the only survivor of his litter. He was raised by loving parents through his young years. However from the beginning something seemed off about little Night Wind. The elder female of the pack spoke at length about Night Wind's apparent issues. In his pack it was normal for pups to not obtain a name until the time that the alpha's chose a name. This allowed for the pack members to have names based off of their skills and personality. When the time came Night Wind had become more and more withdrawn from the pack. He had taken to moving around in the darkness of night exploring and hunting on his own. In the night he began to try and understand pain.
He had seen his pack hunt and the pain the prey showed did not make much sense to Night Wind at first. So in the darkness when he would hunt he would strive to catch his prey live. In the night he would slowly bite, scratch, and bleed the creatures he hunted and watch their reactions patiently. He kept mental notes on how the different creatures reacted and how they expressed pain. Eventually as he got closer to his first year the alphas became curious about his night time expeditions. One night the alpha female followed him out. Upon discovering his actions she fled back to her mate to inform him. His pack followed the idea that all creatures should be treated with care, even if they were prey.
Once he returned from his excursion the pack waited for him. As he realized they were not happy with his actions he carefully began to explain the logic of understanding pain and how it affected creatures. It was at this point that the elder female screamed of his corruption and his broken mind. She told him he came like a sickly night wind blowing death and disease ahead of him. In that moment Night Wind chose his own name in front of his pack. They did not take well to the slight nor his lack of care. In Night Wind's mind it did not matter what he did so long as he clung to the honor of his word. This was his only rule in life.
As the pack began to turn on him in the following months Night Wind took the emotions with no reaction. Till a night where the elder female caught him still torturing the small creatures. As she screamed Night Wind ignored her. Then as her rant at him came full circle she finally made a mistake. She told Night Wind he was an honorless cur. In a moment of actual rage Night Turned and ripped the elder into literal pieces. Once the rage cooled and he realized what he had done he took the next logical step. Like a breeze of darkness Night Wind swept to his packs resting spot and methodically tore the throats out of each of his pack members. Once it was done he moved on heading towards packs lands a distant relative shared.
As he traveled he met many packs. Some enticed him to stay others wanted him to star far away. Night continued to move until he finally came upon the pack lands of his fathers sister. As he moved into the packlands he met what he realized was his cousin, Eidus. After a few exchanges Eidus turned the broken wolf away telling him that he did not trust the black wolf. On instinct Night attacked Eidus to kill him and use his death as an excuse to join the pack. Eidus defended himself and after locking his fangs into Night's throat finally broke the wolfs will. Night retreated while Eidus' final threat came from the darkness to follow him.
Night left and found a pack further south. There he learned more of fighting other wolves for the pack held the idea that only leaders who could kill another in combat were worth following. The oddly honorable system enticed Night and he stayed with the pack for some time. While in the pack they found themselves at odds with many of the surrounding packs due to their rough treatment of outsiders and their constant infighting. It was during these wars that Night trully came into his own. He began to work in the darkness for his packs greater good. In his deranged understanding of honor he went forth amongst the competing packs and began kill and breaking the other packs. He slaughtered pup, male, female, old, alpha, and omega relentlessly. He fought many battles and gained scars all over his tattered black furred body. He never stopped though, always seeking another target for his packs glory. He never lost himself to bloodlust, nor did he ever find himself enjoying the blood. He did it for his pack and the honor of his word to the alpha.
One day amongst the wars when he was sleeping in a copse a pack of hunters came upon him. As they drew weapons to kill the battered dark creature Night rose on instinct and proceeded to kill all three hunters. He thought nothing of their deaths but eventually naturalists came out to relocate the blood thirsty creature who had begun to kill. The details of his capture were boring in his own mind. With the superior technology and straight forward tactics they captured him. As they looked for a place to put the creature a wealthy buyer from Madagascar stepped in to purchase him. They gladly were rid of the dark emotionless creature.
As the wolf was transported across the long distance first to south america the people sent to move him realized they needed to take him from his cage to transport him in the personal plane across the atlantic hop. Sadly they miss dosed Night Wind. While in the air over the atlantic Night awake and on instinct attacked. He killed all the humans on board the plane and then proceeded to shove himself into a corner of the plane while it crashed. After managing to somehow survive Night awoke on the shattered remnants of the plane. As he floated he sighted land and began to move with a purpose. Curious about these new lands. .
Personality: Night Wind is a cold creature. Emotionless in many ways. His entire world revolved around the deranged idea of honor he holds. In many ways Night is a very loyal wolf. Once sworn to assist another he will not break any command or word they give unless for any reason he believes that the order dishonors the pack or individual. He is a relentless creature of the night. Never comfortable in the sun he normally finds himself sleeping until the evening when the shadows grow long and he can begin his work. Night is a not an unsocial creature in reality. He just does not understand others. He lacks empathy or any real emotional depth. He is a hunter, a killer, an assassin. He has no love for others, in his world you are either of the pack or an eventual target. He kills with no prejudice, and if ordered will torture a target and leave them either alive wishing for death or if need be dead and ripped apart. He care not about sex or age just that the target either suffers or dies. In the end Night Wind is the fell breeze of the darkness that sweeps through in a sickly wave to reap death and chaos amongst those who seek to combat his pack.
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