Post by Abbis on Mar 30, 2008 17:17:45 GMT -5
Name: Abbis
Age: 5 months
Features: Abbis is a lithe, yet slightly rounded Varg. He is a red wolf, with russet streaks and markings. His flush golden eyes and bushy tail tend to have a profoundly attractive effect on those around him, getting him into some sort of trouble more often than not.
History? Abbis had lived with his father, a former kerl, for the first four months of his life. Or, at least that was what he had been told... He was taken from his pack shortly after birth and had become his father's burden, as the Dragga would often reiterate. He quickly learned to hunt small Lera, but more often than not went hungry. His father merely provided a sort of protection from the outside world. He taught the cub all he knew of the Sun Varg Zostar, and disciplined Abbis thoroughly with his religious spiels. And then, one day, they had been separated... Abbis had wandered far into the north, a strange territory with odd Lera and frequent appearances of the White Beast. And now, he's found friends in the forms of the playful Koiji and the experienced Silve.
Qualities? Abbis is distant, yet near. Torpid, yet exhilarating. An oxymoron made flesh... More moron than oxy. Generally, his heart is in the right place, but... He has his moments. At times, he is fearless; at others, he is weak. His greatest wish is to confront himself and to either sink into the shadows of indifference and defeat, or rise to the sum of experience, to the battlefield of life with fangs bared.
Likes: A cub at heart, Abbis loves to play. Or to sleep. Or to eat. Or... Other? He loves to lounge around, watching as everyone else does their thing, and to stick his nose where it doesn't belong. Abbis enjoys teasing humans, and making light of any and all situations.
Dislikes: The red wolf fears the future, yet welcomes it with hackles raised and a smug grin. His greatest fear is desertion, and the inability to share himself with those he loves. Death does not frighten Abbis, but confusion does and will always loom if not unchecked. He cannot stand treachery... And yet, is the most likely to become the traitor.
Age: 5 months
Features: Abbis is a lithe, yet slightly rounded Varg. He is a red wolf, with russet streaks and markings. His flush golden eyes and bushy tail tend to have a profoundly attractive effect on those around him, getting him into some sort of trouble more often than not.
History? Abbis had lived with his father, a former kerl, for the first four months of his life. Or, at least that was what he had been told... He was taken from his pack shortly after birth and had become his father's burden, as the Dragga would often reiterate. He quickly learned to hunt small Lera, but more often than not went hungry. His father merely provided a sort of protection from the outside world. He taught the cub all he knew of the Sun Varg Zostar, and disciplined Abbis thoroughly with his religious spiels. And then, one day, they had been separated... Abbis had wandered far into the north, a strange territory with odd Lera and frequent appearances of the White Beast. And now, he's found friends in the forms of the playful Koiji and the experienced Silve.
Qualities? Abbis is distant, yet near. Torpid, yet exhilarating. An oxymoron made flesh... More moron than oxy. Generally, his heart is in the right place, but... He has his moments. At times, he is fearless; at others, he is weak. His greatest wish is to confront himself and to either sink into the shadows of indifference and defeat, or rise to the sum of experience, to the battlefield of life with fangs bared.
Likes: A cub at heart, Abbis loves to play. Or to sleep. Or to eat. Or... Other? He loves to lounge around, watching as everyone else does their thing, and to stick his nose where it doesn't belong. Abbis enjoys teasing humans, and making light of any and all situations.
Dislikes: The red wolf fears the future, yet welcomes it with hackles raised and a smug grin. His greatest fear is desertion, and the inability to share himself with those he loves. Death does not frighten Abbis, but confusion does and will always loom if not unchecked. He cannot stand treachery... And yet, is the most likely to become the traitor.
