[.The Bootless Box.]

Name:

Ɯιℓ∂ɛƨтѲиɛƨ Ƭнαт Яʋи

Thentrem:

The other thentrems seem to honor this one. It seems to hold a noble stance even for being the stature of a wolf. It would take a strong partner to change this rule keeper to a rulebreaker.

Thentrem's name:

Ares (air-Ees)

Ares {Ἄρης}: Greek myth name of the son of Zeus and Hera. Identified with Roman Mars. Derived from the Greek word ares, meaning "battle strife; ruination."

Thentrem's gender:

Male

Partners name:

Romeo

Romeo: From the Italian Medieval religious name meaning "pilgrim to Rome" (Late Latin Romaeus, a derivative of Roma).

The most famous Romeo is Shakespeare's character in his play "Romeo and Juliet".
Origin: Italian
Meaning: "pilgrim to Rome"

Now about his name, he was named that because his rich parents were obsessed with Shakespeare. He has a younger sister about the age of 5 named Dionyza after a character in Shakespeare's play Pericles, Prince of Tyre, Luckily she has a cute nickname which is Boots, because she just started calling herself that when she learned to speak. Yeah his parents were pretty obsessed and he hates his name. he was always Romeo no matter what he said he wanted to be called. The only ones that listen and call him by his nickname, which is Derek, are his two best friends, Aina and his Thentrem partner.

Partner's Looks:


the line art is by: Cate

He is tall and strong, Aina is short, really skinny (Minus her muscle) and strong (Which even he is scared of). He almost always wears something black, and never ever takes out his silver earring. His brown shaggy hair is always cut and gelled up in spikes. His eyes are a weird blue green and are always full of life. His eyes were a deep green before he met his partner and they chose each other. He is 17 born on 5-5 (May 5)

Partners Personality:

he follows rules and is the complete opposite of Aina, who breaks rules constantly and many other things. They bicker at times but they never really fight fight. When they do it has to be pretty serious. They are such good friends that they both went and got their ears pierced together, and both agreed to get a silver earring to keep in at least one ear at all times. He has just that one ear pierced though. He still gets an allowence from his parents so he is basically rich. Since Aina is poor he helps her out a lot. He is witty but doesn't break rules and has a large ego to maintain. He is student body rep. president and has been since he was first elected in his sophmore year. He makes good grades and is super confident of himself. he is caring and sensitive but only to those he loves, or trusts.

Partners History:

Romeo grew up going to a prestegus private school until he made his parents let him go to public school. He plays football and is quarterback and has been for a while now.

How did they meet:



Theriadi's drawing:

Please note that the humans eyes should be exactly the same as the thentrems eyes. (This is so I can see weather you've put effort into creating a partner for the Thentrem. You may provide a description of the Thentrem's partner instead of a drawing if you do not wish to draw or feel you can't. Drawings or pictures are preffered, and you may ask for assistance in drawing the partner.)

Name:

Ɯιℓ∂ɛƨтѲиɛƨ Ƭнαт Яʋи

Thentrem:

This fox faced bane can be quite vain. She tends to try and rhyme her words and confuse people, which just proves her meschiviuos wild side that she does not deny, nor does she admit.

Thentrem's name:

Bellatrix or Tricks (As everyone calls her.)

Bellatrix: From the Latin name of a star in the constellation Orion, meaning "female warrior."

Thentrem's gender:

Female

Partners name:

Aina (Pronounced Anna) means: "favor; grace." Origin: Spanish form of Latin Anna.

Partners Looks:



Both line arts by: ^.^AnGeL^.^

Her shirt says 'Sorry boys but I'm a heartbreaker.' Her earings on the top of her ear are hard to see, there her favorite color, light yellow, like her eye shadow. There is two of them up top the same color on each ear. on the bottom of her left ear she has a shiny silver tooth like earing, she doesn't have one on her right side though. She does have a nose ring not a large one but it's still there. She has a red hawk's feather in her hair. In this one her super curly strawberry blonde hair was straitened but it obviously didn't straighten all the way. She is 18 born on 2-14 (February 14th or Valentines Day! Ironic right?)

Partners Personality:

She is rambunctious, rebellious, and anything but like her parents were hoping she would be.Her voice is almost always dripping with sarcasm and when it's not she's flirting with boys or beating the h*ll out of them. She doesn't trust anyone but Ticks and since they both are sarcastic and witty they get along most of the time, except Aina owns up to what she does most of the time, but still trys to confuse people with big words and riddles. Most say she is sly, strong, sarcastic, mean, and other things. She has a heart though, Deep down she is pretty sensitive, but keeps that part of her locked away.

Partners History:

Aina grew up with two different families. She always spent time with her adopted family, since she was taken away from her parents at 6 months, but as soon as she found out she was adopted she found out who her parents were, found there location, and ran away to them. When they were too poor to take care of her she went back to her adopted family and was granted the right to visit her real parents. She didn't meet Tricks till she was 15. Before she met Tricks and she chose her as her partner her eyes were the color of her eye shadow. She now lives with Tricks and her bestie (Romeo) and his Thentrem partner.

How did they meet:

Well one day Aina was kicking this boy who had touched her bum's butt, and

Theriadi's drawing:

Please note that the humans eyes should be exactly the same as the thentrems eyes. (This is so I can see weather you've put effort into creating a partner for the Thentrem. You may provide a description of the Thentrem's partner instead of a drawing if you do not wish to draw or feel you can't. Drawings or pictures are preffered, and you may ask for assistance in drawing the partner.)


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Name:
Thentrem: (Copy the information under the thentrems picture and paste it here.)
Thentrem's name:
Thentrem's gender:
Partners name:
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How did they meet:
Theriadi's drawing: Please note that the humans eyes should be exactly the same as the thentrems eyes. (This is so I can see weather you've put effort into creating a partner for the Thentrem. You may provide a description of the Thentrem's partner instead of a drawing if you do not wish to draw or feel you can't. Drawings or pictures are preffered, and you may ask for assistance in drawing the partner.)
MAJOR WIP.(As you can see.)I've got stuff so I can't fill it out now. DB

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~reserved post~

[wildly-unaware]

Name:
wildhorse027
Thentrem:
This fox faced bane can be quite vain. She tends to try and rhyme her words and confuse people, which just proves her meschiviuos wild side that she does not deny, nor does she admit.

Thentrem's name:
Tiara
Thentrem's gender:
Female
Partners name:
Caroline
Partners Personality:
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Partners History:
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How did they meet:
Theriadi's drawing:
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[The Lost One]

WIP

Name:
truejuliet

Thentrem:
The other thentrems seem to honor this one. It seems to hold a noble stance even for being the stature of a wolf. It would take a strong partner to change this rule keeper to a rulebreaker.

Thentrem's name:
Kiba
- i could not realy think of any great female names for her, but i have all ways like the name Kiba. so it just kind of stuck.

Thentrem's gender:
Female

Partners name:
Kia

Partners Personality:
WIP

Partners Age:
Kia is now 18
-they both meet when Kia was 7

Partners History:(did not like how it was going :p)

WIP

How did they meet:
when Kia was a younger (about 7) him and his father thought it would be fun to go hunting out in alaska where where the elk and other big game are found. they had found a herd of Elk and thought it would be great to take one home. Kia father let Kia take the first shot but when the group of anime herd the shot they went nuts and started out into a stamped. after that stamped Kia and his father had gotten spertaded.
it had been three days and Kia had spent most of the time looking for his father. with no sutch luck he was about to give up. he was weak, hungery, thirsty and had no will to live. but thats when Kiba found him. she took to him fast and walked up to the young boy and layed down next to him wanting to protect him. Kia then opened his eyes to find her there.

and thats how it all started :3



Theriadi's drawing:
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WIP ;D

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Before you read this form, some information on it. On some parts of the form, Sirius and Flynn will contribute their opinion or some information about themselves.

Just so you aren't confused ^^
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The other thentrems seem to honor this one. It
seems to hold a noble stance even for being the
stature of a wolf. It would take a strong partner to
change this rule keeper to a rulebreaker.

Male.

Flynn Night.

Flynn is a quiet guy. He's what you'd call 'the strong and silent' type. He is quietly powerful, with no arrogance or big-headedness to speak of. Although he isn't a big talker, people tend to listen when he does, as it's normally something constructive. Flynn doesn't like attracting attention to himself unless needed. When Flynn lies, the fables slide off his tongue like liquid silver. He lies easily and convincingly, though he doesn't like lying too often. His intentions are noble, however. If he sees someone in distress, he does his best to help them. Flynn is a brooding sort of male, the kind that isn't hugely sociable or flirtatious. To be honest, he prefers to be left alone, with just Sirius for company. He doesn't like being judged at all.

Flynn was never the one that stood out in his school class. He was always the child that stood at the back in photos, brooding and unsmiling. As he aged, his temperament didn't change. He didn't become snappy or irritable like most of the teenagers around him. All that changed was his appearance. More and more often, he found himself running on the local track. Running relaxed him and the feeling of his feet pounding against the ground energized him.
His Sports teacher noticed Flynn's enthusiasm for running and signed him up for numerous sporting events, with Flynn representing his school.
Flynn excelled in most of his other classes, too. He was the modest one of his family, hating to be praised. It is a human instinct, not knowing how to react to praise. He could never explain it, but he always felt highly uncomfortable when complimented.
He always kept to himself, never drawing attention. At school, people let him be. He didn't cause trouble with the popular guys or inconvenience anyone. So nobody tried to bully him. Not that they would have succeeded. When he doesn't want to be found, he is as elusive as a snow leopard.
It was a rare occasion when Flynn got into a fight, but when he did he used logic and knowledge of the human body to win, even if his opponent was larger than he.
Flynn's youngest brother, Chase, suffered from Leukemia. He was sick often and the family always had to pull together to remain optimistic and to get money for the treatments needed. This played a large part in Flynn's life.
Flynn, like a lot of teenagers his age, went to university. He received several degrees for his hard work.
He did not pursue a career, however, preferring to see where life took him. Naturally he took on odd jobs to earn money. With this money he purchased a small house, where he lived, peacefully alone. Until he met Sirius.

A dark figure hurried along the cobbled street. His breaths were jerky and shallow, and a cold sweat glistened on his brow. A package was tucked under the man's arm, wrapped in plain brown paper which rustled against the heavy leather jacket he wore. Flynn Harkness glanced around furtively, his dark eyes glinting in the dim light of the street lamps. The only sounds to be heard were the sounds of Flynn's laboured breathing and his harried footsteps.
He ducked into a narrow alley, so narrow that his sleeves brushed against the grimy brick walls. His heart beat like a frightened bird's wings, thrumming in his chest unsteadily.
I'm doing this for Chase, he thought firmly, grinding his teeth together. Flynn was not by nature one to break the law, but his youngest sibling was sick again, and this time his family couldn't afford the treatment. The only reason he was out here, watching his breath cloud the air in front of him, was for his brother. Breaking the law was something he detested, yet he was going against his morals. The thought of losing his brother sickened him to no end.
Flynn set his shoulders and strode onward. He tried not to think about what they would do for the next treatment after this. How would the money be gathered?
His destination lay just around the corner. Exiting from the alley, Flynn stopped in front of a low, dank house, which looked old and quite unstable. The lone window was stained with mould and other green matter. In contrast to the old building, a steel door stood in the doorframe, dominating and cold. A panel was fitted in the door, intended to be opened from inside so the occupants could peer out. After sweeping his eyes across the dark surroundings, Flynn raised his clenched fist and knocked on the door three times. The sound reverberated through the metal and Flynn winced at the loud noise.
Not long after, a metallic scraping sound hit Flynn's ears as the panel was slid across. A set of muddy brown eyes glared at him.
"What d'you want?" The owner of the eyes grunted suspiciously.
"I'm here to see Dr Sand." Flynn answered quietly, his hazel eyes sharp. Backstreet people weren't to be trusted, but he had no choice.
The voice behind the door muttered something unintelligible and the heavy metal door swung inwards smoothly.
Flynn stepped through. He could now see that the man who stood hunched behind the door was huge. He had to hunch his shoulders to avoid banging his head off the ceiling. His bulky body took up most of the passage, but Flynn managed to squeeze past, flattening himself against the wall.
With short, quick steps, Flynn made his way along the corridor. He could see a light at the other end, and grasped the package he carried more tightly. All he wanted was to get the medicine and leave.
Flynn entered the small, dimly lit room and looked around. A chair sat in the middle of the room. It was ornate and large, with a large backrest. It faced away from Flynn, so he had to circle around it to see who occupied the chair. In it sat a middle-aged man who sported a thick thatch of blonde hair on his head, and was fairly pudgy.
"Ah, Flynn," he said, pleasure colouring his voice. "Sit down, my boy. Do you have what I asked for?"
Flynn was not fooled. This man would slide a knife between someone's ribs in the blink of an eye. He was as fake as the hair that sat upon his crown.
But he smiled, baring his teeth in what was more of a grimace than a grin. "Yes. Here it is."
Dr Sand reached out and seized the package, his expression greedy.
"Do you have what I need?" Flynn asked clearly.
"Yes, yes," Dr Sand said impatiently, thrusting his hand into the pocket of his coat and retrieving a crystal vial. It contained a violet liquid, which moved sluggishly within the container.
Flynn carefully took the vial and cupped it in his hands. "Thank you." He said abruptly, turning to leave.
Dr Sand glanced up at him, his eyes calculating. This young man would be easy to manipulate, with his weakness for family, he knew, an ugly smile twisting his face. "Feel free to come back." He offered, knowing the boy had no choice if he wanted to keep his brother alive.
Flynn turned and briskly walked back down the passage. The giant by the door opened it and just for good measure, shoved Flynn out of the door, causing him to stumble. Flynn cursed, hearing a throaty chuckle from behind the slab of iron.
Quickly, he retraced his steps. However, just as Flynn exited the small alley, something smashed into his chest and knocked him down. Flynn instinctively tried to curl into a foetal position to protect himself. But something heavy now sat on his stomach. With trepidation, he looked to his left. The vial of precious liquid lay smashed. Furious, Flynn looked to see who was sitting on him. A large canine stared back at him, his teal eyes angry.
"You, human. You stole." The animal snarled.
"No! No, I-" Flynn was cut off as a curious sensation overtook him. A tingle started at his toes, then raced through his body, making him shudder at the unsettling sensation. His skin burned and his mouth went dry. This confusing storm of sensations stopped abruptly, and Flynn's now teal eyes gazed at his soulbonded partner.
The Thentrem was equally baffled. He leaped back, sitting on his haunches. Then he gathered himself. "I am Sirius." He said in a guttural voice. "And you are Flynn Harkness. We are now Theriadi. Partners."

Sirius is quite a dignified thentrem when people other than Flynn are around. He's stubborn and energetic when it's only him and his partner, though. As other thentrem seem to respect him, Sirius has a reputation to keep. When he's angry, he likes to vent via arguments. But Flynn isn't the type to argue. Sirius knows his partner well, and knows he is a very controlled person, so the chance of a heated argument is scarce. Flynn found a way for the thentrem to express himself without making everyone disapprove of him. The answer- stress balls. Flynn bought a few for Sirius, and Sirius loves chewing the rubbery objects. They're custom, made of particularly resilient rubber so they cannot be chewed through by Sirius, as he has excellent jaw strength and bites down very hard in order not to explode at anyone.

A few of his stress balls. Luckily Flynn managed to charm his way into getting them cheap. Sirius has quite a lot, I tell you.

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{Factfile}
Full name
Sirius

Nickname(s)
N/A

Birthdate
8/8

Age
Adult

Fur colour

White and teal

Fur length
Medium

Eye colour
Teal

Eye shape
Almond-shaped

Face shape
Angular

Body type
He has a graceful build, though he is strong

Height(ground to withers)
45 inches

Weight
160 pounds

Distinguishing marks
A star shaped 'freckle' on the main pad of his left paw

I think of life itself now as a
wonderful play that I've written for myself, and so
my purpose is to have the utmost fun playing my part.
~Shirley MacLaine

Favourite song
TBD

Favourite colour
Cobalt blue

Favourite animal
Siberian tiger

Favourite TV show
He doesn't watch TV

Favourite movie
Meet The Spartans - Flynn sat him down in front of a TV once and forced him to watch it. Now he likes it.

Favourite book
He does not read

Deep secrets
None

Hobbies
Hunting, racing against Flynn

Memorable moments

WIP

Physical problems
None

Mental problems
None

Spiritual beliefs
No beliefs in deities at all2

Flaws(appearance)
None

Flaws(personality)
His temper

Talents and abilities
His hunting skills are excellent

Things they are bad at
Calming down after a fight

Family
No living family

Friends
Flynn

Current Residence
Wherever Flynn is; California

Nationality
Unknown

Habits
Pacing when agitated

Health
Completely healthy

Goals in life
To be the greatest thentrem ever. He will have to work very hard at it.

How he sees himself
As a reasonably calm thentrem, on the highest peak of the mountain range of his life

Level of confidence
Very confident about everything

What embarrasses him?
When Flynn flirts with women while he's near Sirius. It's mortifying.


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.~:: Sirius' thoughts on Flynn ::~.
My thoughts on my partner? I think he's a pretty cool guy. Of course we disagree over some things,

Likes
-Carrots
-Hunting
-Jumping over fallen trees
-Chewing his stress balls
-Eating
-Arguing
-Causing minor mischief
-Practicing his fighting skills with Flynn
-Relaxing

Dislikes
-Liars
-Being ambushed
-Feeling hungry
-Having people betray him
-Being distressed
-Being alone, now that he knows what it's like to be united with someone else
-The dark
-Sour food

Flynn is descended from elves who lived thousands of years ago. As a result of this elven heritage, he displays some elfish features, such as his angular face and ears which taper into points and are slightly longer than normal. He isn't bothered in any way by his rather odd appearance. In fact, he likes it.
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{Factfile}
Full name
Flynn Stark Harkness

Nickname(s)
N/A

Gender
Male

Orientation
Straight

Birthdate
14/5

Age
19

Hair colour
Brown

Hairstyle
Spiked

Eye colour
Teal, although his eyes used to be hazel

Eye shape
Almond-shaped

Face shape
Oval

Body type
Mesomorph

Height
6' 3"

Weight
190 pounds

Distinguishing marks
He has a thin scar which runs down his back and curves slightly over his left ribs to rest on his stomach, a result of his exploration of rocks as a child.

Favourite song
TBD

Favourite colour
Sea green

Favourite animal
Sun bears

Favourite TV show
The Big Bang Theory

Favourite movie
Thor

Favourite book
The Inheritance Cycle, by Christopher Paolini

Deep secrets
None

Hobbies
Drawing, sculpting, painting

Memorable moments
WIP

Sense of humor
TBD



Physical problems
None

Mental problems
None

Spiritual beliefs
Atheist

Flaws(appearance)
His scar, and a birthmark on his right shoulder

Flaws(personality)
Sometimes when he's infuriated by someone he will be condescending and try to annoy them enough to leave him

Talents and abilities
Artistic skills and his speed when running. Good conversational skills

Things they are bad at
Enduring taunts, controlling himself once he's angry

Family
Brother named Solomon
Brother named Chase
Sister named Illyria
Mother named Kisaria
Father named Oromis

Friends
Wolf
Elliott

Hometown
Cardiff, Wales

Occupation
None/Traveller

Current Residence
California

Nationality
Welsh

Glasses or contact lenses?
No

Dress style
Casual- jeans and teal converse. With black leather jacket and white shirt

Habits
Bites his thumb when anxious

Health
Completely healthy

Educational background
He went to University, though never pursued a career

Goals in life
None yet

How he sees himself
As a strong young man at the start of his life, with many things to experience

Level of confidence
Confident when speaking, comes off as quiet otherwise

What embarrasses him?
Being praised or complimented


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.~:: Flynn's thoughts on Sirius ::~.

Flynn and Sirius as kids. By me.


Flynn head reference. By me.


Flynn meeting my full-blooded elf characters, Wolf and Finiarel. Wolf becomes Flynn's closest friend, aside from Sirius that is.


Just to give you an idea on what Flynn's wardrobe is like.

By kirosaurus

[Wlyrout]

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Aaliyah Cntd. Here

As for my likes? Well, I like Quinn in this very odd, brother-sister relationship that we have. I know that it is much more than that, really, though I catch myself calling him my brother at times. I do like him a lot, but perhaps that's because we're bonded. And because he doesn't always flip out when I communicate to him through my mind, which he still finds slightly annoying.

And my dislikes... Well, as bizarre as it sounds, I really dislike the sort of personality that Quinn has. Quinn himself is an exception, of course, but sometimes I do not understand why anyone would be so daring all of the time. My partner has good reasoning for being so bold and stable, and so I suppose if you have a story behind it I'd be okay with it. Still, I wonder why anyone would be that way.

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Side Note: The idea of "Quinn" was taken from the book Full Tilt by Neal shusterman, who is one of the most amazing authors ever. I've even met him in real life, and he's fantastic and extremely inspirational. I'm sure that he'd love to see a description of one of his characters through another's eyes, though I must warn beforehand that the initial idea is copyright to him. As we describe book characters on CS anyways, (Harry Potter, cats from the Warriors series, etc.) I'm sure it will be no problem. However, if you are uncomfortable with this please PM me and I can design Aaliyah a new partner. Quinn just seemed to be the perfect fit.

Hey, I'm Quinn. You want to know some more? Alright. I'm a male, I'm 13, and I'm in no current relationship (apparently 13 is too young for this kind of thing) except for being soul bonded with Aaliyah, the Thentrem half of our Theriadi "partnership". I'm the stronger half, the one that will always take a dare and doesn't care much about safety. I've got my own sense of style, too. At thirteen I've got... I think it's 16 piercings now. All on my face, of course. One lip, two nose, a couple on my eyebrows and the rest on my ears. I think they're cool. They're certainly in your face, and I like to make an impression.

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Username:
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Alas Cor

Thentrem:
This thentrem has a habit of wanting to climb to high places, even when it could mean big trouble. Not to mention that being a Dire results in not being able to climb too far up trees lest it fall or break the limb.

Thentrem's Name:
Alas Cor
According to the unreliable (lol) Google Translate, Alas Cor means "Wings of the Heart" in Latin. I thought it sounded suiting for a Thentrem that looked ancient. It sounded pretty regal to me, too. x3

Thentrem's Gender:
Male

Image done by me entirely :3
Keirune~ <3
Keirune by K e y
Keirune's Ref~

Partner's Name:
Keirune
(Kay-roon)

Partner's Gender:
Male















Partner's Personality:
Keirune is an emotionless guy. He had lost them when he had watched as his parents were murdered right in front of his very eyes. He hates having fun and prefers being alone. He hates girls because he thinks they're too clingy and fake. Kei is hard-working and might also be called a nerd. He memorised 328 non-fiction books, including history, ways to kill a person soundlessly, maths, science, and everything an assassin needs to know.
Overall, he is the best assassin.

Apart from all this darkness, he has a kind side to him. He has a soft spot for animals and loves them dearly. He would take in any injured animal, a rabbit to a bear, and nurse it to health. The only time you'll ever see him smile, is when he is with an animal that he cares for, or Nirina.

Partner's History:

Keirune was born in a family that had been from generation to generation, famous for something. He was loved and cared for by his parents and servants. His mother always read him books and taught him things. His father would play with him, lifting him in the air. The people could tell he was going to be a successful young man as well. People all over would respect him. He was talented with weapons and had a high IQ for a young boy. He could solve a hard math problem in less than a minute. He had everything.

But all this crumbled one day, a month after his 8th birthday. An assassin, hired to kill his parents by some unknown guy, appeared before his very eyes while he was in the market with his parents.
"Where're your parents?" the assassin had asked. Kei, innocent to the bone, knew nothing of this man's intentions and that there were such cruel people alive in this world. He pointed into the direction of his parents. "Thank you," the man smirked and disappeared. Keirune ran towards his parents. A dark figure appeared behind his mother and the figure turned around. It was the man, and he smirked, unsheathing a dagger. As quickly as he had appeared, he stabbed Kei's mother without any mercy. The assassin pulled the dagger out and slashed at his father, who was turning around, shocked. Kei watched as his mother looked at her murderer and whispered, "Kei... Run..."
He found it odd that he could hear the tiny whisper. He wanted to obey his mother and run, but he couldn't. His legs were glued to the ground. He looked about and finally, he found a knife on one of the shop stalls. He grabbed it and ran for the assassin. He cried out as he charged and the assassin finished off Kei's father with a slice on the throat. Tears streamed down the poor boy's face as his father, too, crumbled to the ground. Blood gushed from his father's neck, pouring out of his wounds. The assassin stared at the boy, first shocked, then laughed at him.
"You stupid boy," the assassin growled. He pointed his dagger at Kei and waited as Kei charged at him. Kei sliced his knife at the assassin, but the assassin dodged and swung his dagger at Kei's arm. Kei felt a stinging pain on his arm and he felt his heart beat faster, and faster, and faster. Finally, he felt dizzy. A rush of energy washed over him and he moved fast to dodge the dagger. His speed improved and he finally got a cut on to the assassin. The assassin snarled. Fear took over his brain.
"Kill him!" it pleaded. He swung the knife, coincidentally (or was it?) slicing the assassin's neck. The assassin stared at Kei with pleading eyes, but Kei was now filled with hatred, and hatred controlled him. He stared back with merciless eyes and without hesitation, stabbed the knife into the man's chest. A woman screamed.
"Killer!" a man shouted, grabbing hold of a knife. "The child has killed! He may enjoy it and we will all die!"

A Year Later...
Kei had escaped his reality. He stayed in his aging mansion. The money was his. The house was his. His mother's jewellery were his. Their companies were his. He had all the money anyone would want - but he was alone. Afraid, scared, cold. Money was worthless to him. Nothing was worth more to him than his parents' love.

His face held a permanent expressionless look. His life had slipped from his fingers. He was sitting against a wall on his bed in his room. A knife was beside him, and he stared at the scars on his arm. He reeled his legs in and buried his face in his scarred arms. He felt his throat lump. He had the urge to cry. No tears rolled from his eyes. He'd lost his tears. He let a whine escape from his throat, but his expressionless didn't change. He heard his room's door squeak open. He lifted his head slightly and stared at one of the last of his servants - the one who had taken care of him since his birth, Nirina. She walked up to him, her hand held in front of her.
"Come with me, you poor child," she chided, her voice trembling.
"You're afraid of me," he snarled. He gripped the knife harder.
"I am not," she said. She turned around, closed the door and sat on his bed.
"I did not permit you to sit on my bed," he growled.
He didn't want anyone touching his bed. It held painful and sweet memories.
"Do you hate your life?" she asked, her tone murderously low.
Kei was shocked, but didn't show it. He only nodded.
"Good," she replied, smiling. "Come with me."
She unbuttoned her maid's gown. Kei looked away in disgust.
"That is indecent," he muttered. "How unladylike."
"Oh, stop being a child, Keirune," she muttered as she slipped the dress off.
"I'm 8," he grumbled. "What? You expected me to be a 20 year old?"
Nirina laughed. "No, dear child," she smiled. "I expect you to join my clan."
Keirune, curious now, looked up and stared at Nirina. She was dressed in black tights and had her long knee length dark brown hair tied into a long ponytail. Immediately, rage built in Keirune.
"You..." he growled. "Assassin."
"And what of it?" she snapped back. "You have the qualities of an assassin. You are hated here. A murderer. You will be worshipped and respected in my clan. Join me. I must get home."
Keirune's face softened. "Respected? Loved?"
"Yes," she replied.
Nirina reached her hand out. Her amethyst eyes glinted with confidence. Tears built in his eyes. Tears, he thought. Love was all I needed? He reached his hand to hers and grabbed hold of it.

How They Met:

Keirune ran through the forest, panting. He dodged every tree with ease. He couldn't go back to the clan. Not now. Not when these idiots were following him. He mumbled a few cuss words and hopped on to a tree. He jumped from tree to tree like a ninja, quick and agile. His job was to kill a stupid mafia boss. He'd done it, but he had to kill extras too? That was bull. He didn't like killing if it ripped him off. He may have been rich, but he wanted to earn for himself. He'd donated all his money to the poor children society's and hospitals and everywhere that needed it, but kept some for himself and Nirina. He remembered 9 years ago. The events which made him what he was now: an assassin. With the assurance of Nirina, he'd successfully made himself the best assassin.
"Don't let the bastard get away with killing our boss!" a man screamed.
Kei looked over his shoulder boredly. He was far in front of them. He stopped, turned around, bent over forwards and stuck his tongue out.
"Losers!" he called. He turned back around and continued escaping. He listened as they swore. He definitely had to tell Nirina of what had happened. There was a sign of a grin on his face for a bit, but it quickly vanished. He dashed towards the mountains, just to assure himself that they weren't following him anymore. He thought some more about his past - but a howl quickly intercepted. He stopped jumping from tree to tree and looked around. A wolf was injured? He hopped off the tree and waited for the howl again. It sounded again. He turned towards the howl and walked calmly towards it. Wolves weren't cruel like humans. Humans were stupid. They'd kill another of their kind just because they hated them, or maybe feared them. They'd even kill for money. He hated himself for becoming an assassin, but he was loved. Loved in his clan by everyone. He was respected. He could have any girl in the clan - 'cept he hated girls. He reached to part a tall bush in front of him. He stepped through the bush into a beautiful clearing. He looked about and could feel the warmth of the sun gently washing over him. He looked up, blocking the sun from his eyes with his hand. Kei saw movement on his right. He quickly whipped out his dagger and stared at where he had seen the movement. His eyes softened at the sight of it. There was a blue wolf below a tree.

He sheathed his dagger and walked quietly towards the blue wolf. It seemed to be larger than he had anticipated. He knelt beside it. The wolf ignored him, sensing no fear or bad intentions. It looked at him.
"You're..." he gasped, "a Dire?"
He had heard of them, read of them but had never seen them. And now, one was laying in front of him, whimpering. He resisted the urge to drag it home and keep it as a pet. He scanned the Dire's beautiful fur and took in it's metallic wings. He spotted a splotch of red on the Dire's leg.
"Blood," he muttered.
He touched the Dire's leg.
"And broken," he noted.
Kei tore a strip from his shirt and tied it to the Dire's muzzle. Not letting the same thing happen twice, he thought. He looked at a the tree above them and plucked a branch. He tore some more of his shirt, held the Dire down and held the splint next to the Dire's injure leg. The Dire looked at him. Gently, he tied the splint to the leg. The Dire cringed, but didn't snap at him. Once he was done, he stood and wiped the sweat of his forehead. He urged the Dire to stand, and it did. The Dire bowed to Keirune.
"Thank you, human," a low voice sighed.
Keirune, shocked replied, "Ah.. Hi.. Uhh.. Yeah.. Haha.."
The Dire laughed. His face hardened. All of a sudden, Keirune felt his insides burning. He had the urge to claw his insides out of his body. He grabbed at his sides. His eyes were closed tightly. The heat disappeared, replaced by a nice, calming feeling. He sighed, and opened his eyes.
"I am Alas Cor," he smiled.

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[Boaz]

Name:
~EnragedWolf~

Thentrem:
This cat faced thentrem is one of the banes. He tends to like "borrowing" human items. He sometimes blames his horns for "accedental" borrowing. Note: This male has one blue(right) eye and one brown(Left).

Thentrem's name:
Othello

Thentrem's gender:
Male

Partners name:
Nikita

Partners Personality:

Kind
Nikita is a very kind hearted person wanting to care for those in need. She loves to help others only because she feels as though not everyone was as lucky to live a life full of happiness. Niki cares about people who show that are hurting as well, even if they try to push her away she let's them know she'll always be there.

Dare-devil
Nikita likes to be the first to do something that is exciting and full of danger, showing off how she doesn't really have a fear. She might take things to the extreme though, jumping off a building nearby waiting till she hits the ground or grabs onto a ledge nearby. Niki likes to do this in her free-time mostly and not when she needs to do other work.

Lively
Nikita loves to be up and doing something not being lazy and laying in her room or sitting up in her apartment watching everything go by. She loves to be running around, running over to a park to play with others or into a mysterious forest. She seems to be seen more around where people are then anything. This brings out the more playful and lively side of her, only because she loves to play tricks on people she may or may not know.


Flirtatious
Niki seems to be very flirtatious to the other gender, but only to the one she takes a liking to. She likes to flash off her bright smile showing her lovely straight white teeth. Niki will tend to be around that person complimenting and messing around with them. She is very playful around that one, trying to play a game of 'ask a question' or even hit them playfully on the shoulder.

Partners History:
Nikita when she was younger used to think of herself as the coolest person ever in school, her head held high and walked around like something else. Then she figured out she wasn't hot stuff when she got into 6th grade where she became more laid-back. She remembers when she was younger she got a scar on her right cheek from when she was a baby she scratched her very sensitive skin with her nails before they put the mitts on her hands. Nikita went through a rebellious stage and sometimes it still shows, sneaking out and ditching class was constantly on her mind when she was 15 years old. Her parents fought many times and so did her mother and her, which made her family seem very distant to her when she came home from school. She did move out of the house when she turned 16 only because she didn't feel like listening to her parents squabble every night. Niki visited the forest everyday it was like something she loved to do...finding more and more interesting things.

How did they meet:
Nikita and Othello met when he was just a puppy, still hyper and willing to play. Nikita was walking through the forest taking her time looking at the surroundings when she saw the creature with horns coming from its cheeks and unique colored markings on its coat. She looked at it, it's eyes almost calling out to her as she wanted to reach down and see if it was real. It was pretty big for a puppy, almost coming up to her mid stomach area. She looked at it, putting her hand gently on its face as he gently placed his head into her stomach. She could feel something, like the gravity of the earth was becoming heavier as he did so, as if they were meant to be together.

Theriadi's drawing:
Nikita has a tan skin tone, with one left brown eye and one right blue eye. She has a silver stud on the left part of her nose, and a tattoo on her hip and lower back. She has blonde hair with extremely dark brown underneath, with a layered cut and a side bang. She has light colored eyebrows and a very white and straight smile, with pink lips to cover her teeth when she's focused. She has a slender nose, and a nice jawline with smaller sized ears on the sides of her head. She is very curvy, and loves to show that off in tight and exposed clothing.
Nikita