Post by Mithos Dias on May 1, 2007 21:57:56 GMT -5
Name: Mithos Dias (Preferably Mithos)
Age: Just nearing the end of his adolesence.
Gender: Male
Personality: Mithos is an arrogent, self confident wolf. His whole life, he was beaten and downtrodden, so he learned to cope with life with a biting sense of humor and a sharp level of sarcasm. While this might seem like he would be kind, the only kindness he shows is to those he feels loyal to. His loyalty is unwavering, so once he has formed a bond with anyone, be it a packmate or a friend. He also seems to treat combat as a game, relishing the challange of fighting someone stronger then him, and enjoying the feeling of power he gets from combat. He desires, in his secret heart, to be strong above all else.
Despite this, he is not frozen hearted, but it does seem difficult to find a chink in his armor. He tends to view people with a high level of cynasism and contempt until they prove their worth.
History: Mithos was fathered not far from the lands he currently traipses through. Fathered higher up in the mountains, the little Mithos was named after his father's father and his mother's brother. An oddity merely for having a surname, the wolf always felt a little different. The smallest wolf of his litter, his mother died giving birth to him, causing his father to become cool and distant to his young son. Mithos did everything in his power to earn his fathers approval, but this was nigh on impossible. His father half-heartedly raised the pup, who was beaten by other members of the pack, and constantly put down and pushed aside by his packmates. Exhausted beyond belief, the wolf left. He wandered down the mountains into warm lands, and began his life here, his own cruel streak slowly becoming more apparent.
Strengths: He is stubborn and confident. He also is large for his age, suggesting that when he reaches his full age he will easily be one of the larger males in the region. He is also fairly easy going, and as stated in his personality, fiercely loyal.
Weaknesses: All of his strengths are double edged swords. His stubborness and confidence frequently gets him into situations he cannot get out of, and then he is too stubborn to back away. His large size is also unwieldy, as he is still adapting. He may appear easy going, but when his anger peaks, it is not a pretty sight.
Fur: A simple hue; his fur is mostly silver gray, with black on his paws, ears, and tailtip.
Eye Color: Mithos' eyes are iridescent, leaning a little more towards the blue end of the spectrum.
Size: Large frame, but currently, only a very slight bit larger then your average adolesent.
Balkar Wannabe.
Age: Just nearing the end of his adolesence.
Gender: Male
Personality: Mithos is an arrogent, self confident wolf. His whole life, he was beaten and downtrodden, so he learned to cope with life with a biting sense of humor and a sharp level of sarcasm. While this might seem like he would be kind, the only kindness he shows is to those he feels loyal to. His loyalty is unwavering, so once he has formed a bond with anyone, be it a packmate or a friend. He also seems to treat combat as a game, relishing the challange of fighting someone stronger then him, and enjoying the feeling of power he gets from combat. He desires, in his secret heart, to be strong above all else.
Despite this, he is not frozen hearted, but it does seem difficult to find a chink in his armor. He tends to view people with a high level of cynasism and contempt until they prove their worth.
History: Mithos was fathered not far from the lands he currently traipses through. Fathered higher up in the mountains, the little Mithos was named after his father's father and his mother's brother. An oddity merely for having a surname, the wolf always felt a little different. The smallest wolf of his litter, his mother died giving birth to him, causing his father to become cool and distant to his young son. Mithos did everything in his power to earn his fathers approval, but this was nigh on impossible. His father half-heartedly raised the pup, who was beaten by other members of the pack, and constantly put down and pushed aside by his packmates. Exhausted beyond belief, the wolf left. He wandered down the mountains into warm lands, and began his life here, his own cruel streak slowly becoming more apparent.
Strengths: He is stubborn and confident. He also is large for his age, suggesting that when he reaches his full age he will easily be one of the larger males in the region. He is also fairly easy going, and as stated in his personality, fiercely loyal.
Weaknesses: All of his strengths are double edged swords. His stubborness and confidence frequently gets him into situations he cannot get out of, and then he is too stubborn to back away. His large size is also unwieldy, as he is still adapting. He may appear easy going, but when his anger peaks, it is not a pretty sight.
Fur: A simple hue; his fur is mostly silver gray, with black on his paws, ears, and tailtip.
Eye Color: Mithos' eyes are iridescent, leaning a little more towards the blue end of the spectrum.
Size: Large frame, but currently, only a very slight bit larger then your average adolesent.
Balkar Wannabe.