My entry.

Name:

Orpheus, meaning darkness. The name comes from a character in Greek mythology, who charmed and tricked Hades into releasing him and his wife from hell.

Gender:

Male

Age:

He's about 7 years old, still very young, just about adolescent.

Tribe:

Yami

Rank:

Trainee

Personality:

Orpheus is a charmer of note. He is glib and dapper, handsome and proud, and as double-faced a creature as one could imagine. He holds himself in high esteem when it comes to the ladies, and is always filled with compliments and flirtation in their presence. To inferiors, he is cold and domineering, and to superiors, the picture of obedience and calm, powerful self-control. Yes, Orpheus has a different face for every wolf he may happen to meet. He is a trouble-maker, an inciter of drama and chaos. He loves nothing more than wreaking havoc. He is rather vain, and thinks himself a supreme specimen of a wolf. With a sharp tongue, a nasty streak and a whole lot of ambition, he is not a wolf that one would want to cross.

Likes:

Getting his way
Intimidating others
Attention
Thunderstorms
Being the centre of attention

Dislikes:

Being ignored
Cold weather
Having to eat birds (their little bones get stuck in his teeth)
Being slighted or disrespected

Main Element:

Electricity. The scorching power and sharp lines are mirrored in his markings, and its frizzling intensity and quick bursts mirror his personality beautifully.

Art of Your Wolf:

This is my home

Plotting Dastardly Deeds





Brief (or not) History:

Orpheus was born to the Yami tribe. His father was a low-ranking Molder, his mother a middle-ranking warrior. They were not particularly special wolves, and were killed in battle before Orpheus and his two siblings were a year old. This never worried the young wolf too much. He felt no need for his parents, and besides which, they had been dim and distant characters on the horizon. He was quite happy playing with his siblings. There was nothing he had needed his parents for.

However, the Yami tribe only took the strongest of pups. Orpheus's litter had been a relatively poor one. As soon as the little male and his brother and sister turned five, they were put to the test. They were sent out on their own and given one goal: To survive. In the treacherous and dangerous Yami territory, this was far easier said than done. The pups were carried out into a desolate, barren corner and left to die.

Orpheus couldn't understand what was happening to him. He could not recall having done anything wrong. He wondered why the pack hated him so much. Later, the pack's methods would make complete sense to him, but as a pup, he was bewildered, miserable and terrified. The volcanic rock shook and rumbled beneath him. His siblings cowered. He did not. He got it into his head that he would find the rest and beg forgiveness. He did not offer to bring his siblings along with him. He had always thought them far slower than he, and he wanted to move fast. So, with his tail clutched between his legs, he set off across the rocky, dead landscape in search of forgiveness.

It took him three days to arrive back at the dens. He was found outside his parents' den dehydrated, thin and covered in a thick layer of ashy dust. The Yami pack found themselves in a bit of a conundrum. They had not intended the pup to survive. There was much debate, but finally it was decided that the little creature would be allowed to stay. And so he was reluctantly accepted back into Yami's ranks, to be trained and made one of them.

His siblings were never found, neither dead nor alive.

Of course, this isn't the way that Orpheus tells it. To hear him speak, one would gather that he had made it back to the caves in a whirlwind of fighting and daring acts. In his retelling, he boasts of all the monsters he killed trying to protect his less-than-adequate litter-mates; of cunning plans and feats so astonishing that the Yami tribe was afraid not to let him rejoin them. Being singled out as one out of his whole family inflated the pup's ego greatly, and as a result, he has a tendency to strut around the territory as if he has some great claim to it.

Orpheus does, in fact, believe himself to be an intrinsic part of the pack. He believes that he has earned his place there, and anyone who is not second-generation Yami or his high superior is treated with less than full respect. Oh yes, he's growing up to be quite the character, is Orpheus. Perhaps he'll grow out of it when he gets a rank and discovers what real work actually is. Perhaps he will stay an obstinate beast forever. That's for the fates to now and you to find out, isn't it?