Triant
Looks:
Coat Color/Build:
Triant's base colour is a light tawny, much like that of a newborn pup's fur before it darkens. He has almost husky-like markings that mask his face, but these markings are not the colour of most huskies. They resemble tree bark in many ways, in colour and texture. His fur looks like it has been carved and it has many nooks and crannies. His nose is a dark charcoal black, and he has a 'mustache' like marking on his mouth. His eyes are like two small gems, stuck into his eyes, always shining and sparkling. His stature is that of many wolves. He is very muscled and built for fighting, not for running. He is above the normal wolf height, and has quite long legs. His tail is of usual length, and if very fluffy, like that of a dog. He has a long scar running from his back "knee" up to his thigh.
Eye Color:
Triant's eyes are a light orange with tinted flecks of brown and yellow that make them a multi colored or hazel.
Birth Name:
Triant
Nickname:
Triant
Years of Wisdom:
3 years
Gender:
Brute
Mate:
None
Rank:
Lead Warrior
Pack:
Acerbus
Personality:
He is tough, cold hearted, cunning, fierce, ferocious, harsh, clever, mature, scary, vicious, has no mercy and is quite selfish. However his IS hark-working and brave.. He was certain that he was raised how a wolf was meant to be raised. He was taught to be tough and cold, not showing any of his inside emotions, ever. He was taught that you have to be harsh and greedy to get what you want in life. He doesn't take anything from anyone, meaning if you step out of line, you WILL be killed.
History:
The High Rain's pack for many years, had been led by the fiercest of wolves. Their muscles ripple under their thick pelts, their jaws crunch down on their prey and their paws leave marks that last a lifetime. The pack's howls are like music to anyone's ears melodic and peaceful. They serve the pack fitfully and never back down from a challenge, don't think they are weaklings or cowards, these wolves are powerful racing through the trees with fluid grace as they hunt or make an attck on despised enemy. High Rain's wolves were bonded by family, they care for every one from the tiniest pup to the expierenced elder. They do not take kindly to loners unless they see the warrior in them, willing to fight, attack, and pursue anything in their way.
After 50 years, the High Rains pack was blessed with the birth of two pups by the Alpha's Nima and Epitome, they were both strong and fit pups but the little white pup they had named Nilah was the largest and promised to be a true, noble herbalist like the wolves before her. Her brother Triant was destined as a great alpha to the pack as he was also quite large and bold. Epitome introduced the pups to the large pack the day after they were born, they gathered happily and marveled at the little ones. But there was one probelm with this, one probelm that was fatal to all.
There was and unwanted spy in the High Rain's pack, her name was Dark Rose a spy and expierenced fighter for the pack known as the Red Howlers. As she watched the precession take place her eyes narrowed and her mind went to work thinking of all the deadly things she could do to the pups. After the pack had dispersed into their evening activities, she pretended to retreat to her den and sleep. Night fell and the High Rain's den site was pitch black and silent. The sky showed no moon or stars, crickets did not chirp and coyotes did not scavenge. Stalking quietly through the brush, the she-wolf made her way up the small hill to the alpha's den. From inside the spy could hear the heavy breathing of Epitome and the slow quick breath of Nima. She lifted her lips over her teeth in a kind of smile and slowy but surly took two steps into the den and crouched low reaching for the first pup she saw. Snarling she lifted the pup into her jowls and ran out of the den site, the pup limp and sleeping. She chuckled it had been too easy. But here lie the mistake, Rose had no knowledge of which pup was destined to be alpha and which a herbalist. Yes, Triant was going to be an alpha but, herblaist were more in tune with the great kings then just alpha's. And now carrying Triant over the border into enemy territory that little piece of information that she was missing would affect them all.
The Red Howlers had been and always will be cold hearted and selfish pack. These wolves are ruthless and merciless teaching it's pack to be all these things as well as greedy.The Red Howlers roam the land killing everything in sight, uncaring of the shortage of prey and the drying up of rivers. They can always steal. This pack follows the strict words of the alpha Jasef and do not question his ways for fear of being banished, or worse killed. Jasef has many mates and does not believe in love but the continuation of a strong species.
Then Triant came. Jasef's strongest son Fang was about to become alpha when Rose burst into the territory carring the High Rain's pup. Her green eyes were proud and her tail was up and wagging. Dark Rose presented him to Jasef and watched as he looked over the pup in disgust at first then with wonder. As Triant begins to stir, Jasef nods and lifts up the pup carrying him into the den where his primary mate Riza lays with her new litter. Snarling he wats them away and lays Triant beside her "He is your only concern now" he says his voice like stone. Riza stares up at her leader with a flicker of fear but nods and scoots him closer, letting the pup nurse.
As many years pass the High Rain's pack mourns for Triant and raises Nilah alone. Nilah grows to be a swift, agile she-wolf with ice blue eyes that even with a look of softness can feel like a pierce of anger. She has been taught to fight to the death for her pack and never give up.She learned how to fight and hunt but also how the pack must remain united and fair to all. Nilah has never been in love and never really knew her parents the beta raised her after her mother died in a fire and her father by a deadly sickness feared by all wolves. Nilah grew older she also grew wiser. Nilah always wondered what love felt like but no one had been able to tell her, now a mature white wolf many of the males have eyes for her but all she cares about is the welfare of her pack. Triant also grew stronger and wiser He is tough, cold hearted, cunning, fierce, ferocious, harsh, clever, mature, scary, vicious, has no mercy and is quite selfish. However his IS hark-working and brave.. He was raised by Riza but he doesn't know who his real mum is... But he got over it and decided that Riza was his mum now, and he loved her and respected her very much. He was certain that he was raised how a wolf was meant to be raised. He was taught to be tough and cold, not showing any of his inside emotions, ever. He was taught that you have to be harsh and greedy to get what you want in life. He doesn't take anything from anyone, meaning if you step out of line, you WILL be exiled or worse killed. After a fire raged through his homeland and tore his pack to shreds Triant was the only survivor along with a few others who dispersed, he travled alone until meeting Acerbus Pack.
War Skills:
Triant becuase of his strength faces his attackers head on by bowling them over or clawing at their eyes to blind them. He bites their legs and sides and pushes them down so he can get a grip on their necks. Triant has been known to be pinned down and able to push the wolf off by grabbing their muzzle and flipping them over him as he rolls with them.
RP Sample:
In Dark Rose's Form
Looks:
Coat Color/Build:
Triant's base colour is a light tawny, much like that of a newborn pup's fur before it darkens. He has almost husky-like markings that mask his face, but these markings are not the colour of most huskies. They resemble tree bark in many ways, in colour and texture. His fur looks like it has been carved and it has many nooks and crannies. His nose is a dark charcoal black, and he has a 'mustache' like marking on his mouth. His eyes are like two small gems, stuck into his eyes, always shining and sparkling. His stature is that of many wolves. He is very muscled and built for fighting, not for running. He is above the normal wolf height, and has quite long legs. His tail is of usual length, and if very fluffy, like that of a dog. He has a long scar running from his back "knee" up to his thigh.
Eye Color:
Triant's eyes are a light orange with tinted flecks of brown and yellow that make them a multi colored or hazel.
Birth Name:
Triant
Nickname:
Triant
Years of Wisdom:
3 years
Gender:
Brute
Mate:
None
Rank:
Lead Warrior
Pack:
Acerbus
Personality:
He is tough, cold hearted, cunning, fierce, ferocious, harsh, clever, mature, scary, vicious, has no mercy and is quite selfish. However his IS hark-working and brave.. He was certain that he was raised how a wolf was meant to be raised. He was taught to be tough and cold, not showing any of his inside emotions, ever. He was taught that you have to be harsh and greedy to get what you want in life. He doesn't take anything from anyone, meaning if you step out of line, you WILL be killed.
History:
The High Rain's pack for many years, had been led by the fiercest of wolves. Their muscles ripple under their thick pelts, their jaws crunch down on their prey and their paws leave marks that last a lifetime. The pack's howls are like music to anyone's ears melodic and peaceful. They serve the pack fitfully and never back down from a challenge, don't think they are weaklings or cowards, these wolves are powerful racing through the trees with fluid grace as they hunt or make an attck on despised enemy. High Rain's wolves were bonded by family, they care for every one from the tiniest pup to the expierenced elder. They do not take kindly to loners unless they see the warrior in them, willing to fight, attack, and pursue anything in their way.
After 50 years, the High Rains pack was blessed with the birth of two pups by the Alpha's Nima and Epitome, they were both strong and fit pups but the little white pup they had named Nilah was the largest and promised to be a true, noble herbalist like the wolves before her. Her brother Triant was destined as a great alpha to the pack as he was also quite large and bold. Epitome introduced the pups to the large pack the day after they were born, they gathered happily and marveled at the little ones. But there was one probelm with this, one probelm that was fatal to all.
There was and unwanted spy in the High Rain's pack, her name was Dark Rose a spy and expierenced fighter for the pack known as the Red Howlers. As she watched the precession take place her eyes narrowed and her mind went to work thinking of all the deadly things she could do to the pups. After the pack had dispersed into their evening activities, she pretended to retreat to her den and sleep. Night fell and the High Rain's den site was pitch black and silent. The sky showed no moon or stars, crickets did not chirp and coyotes did not scavenge. Stalking quietly through the brush, the she-wolf made her way up the small hill to the alpha's den. From inside the spy could hear the heavy breathing of Epitome and the slow quick breath of Nima. She lifted her lips over her teeth in a kind of smile and slowy but surly took two steps into the den and crouched low reaching for the first pup she saw. Snarling she lifted the pup into her jowls and ran out of the den site, the pup limp and sleeping. She chuckled it had been too easy. But here lie the mistake, Rose had no knowledge of which pup was destined to be alpha and which a herbalist. Yes, Triant was going to be an alpha but, herblaist were more in tune with the great kings then just alpha's. And now carrying Triant over the border into enemy territory that little piece of information that she was missing would affect them all.
The Red Howlers had been and always will be cold hearted and selfish pack. These wolves are ruthless and merciless teaching it's pack to be all these things as well as greedy.The Red Howlers roam the land killing everything in sight, uncaring of the shortage of prey and the drying up of rivers. They can always steal. This pack follows the strict words of the alpha Jasef and do not question his ways for fear of being banished, or worse killed. Jasef has many mates and does not believe in love but the continuation of a strong species.
Then Triant came. Jasef's strongest son Fang was about to become alpha when Rose burst into the territory carring the High Rain's pup. Her green eyes were proud and her tail was up and wagging. Dark Rose presented him to Jasef and watched as he looked over the pup in disgust at first then with wonder. As Triant begins to stir, Jasef nods and lifts up the pup carrying him into the den where his primary mate Riza lays with her new litter. Snarling he wats them away and lays Triant beside her "He is your only concern now" he says his voice like stone. Riza stares up at her leader with a flicker of fear but nods and scoots him closer, letting the pup nurse.
As many years pass the High Rain's pack mourns for Triant and raises Nilah alone. Nilah grows to be a swift, agile she-wolf with ice blue eyes that even with a look of softness can feel like a pierce of anger. She has been taught to fight to the death for her pack and never give up.She learned how to fight and hunt but also how the pack must remain united and fair to all. Nilah has never been in love and never really knew her parents the beta raised her after her mother died in a fire and her father by a deadly sickness feared by all wolves. Nilah grew older she also grew wiser. Nilah always wondered what love felt like but no one had been able to tell her, now a mature white wolf many of the males have eyes for her but all she cares about is the welfare of her pack. Triant also grew stronger and wiser He is tough, cold hearted, cunning, fierce, ferocious, harsh, clever, mature, scary, vicious, has no mercy and is quite selfish. However his IS hark-working and brave.. He was raised by Riza but he doesn't know who his real mum is... But he got over it and decided that Riza was his mum now, and he loved her and respected her very much. He was certain that he was raised how a wolf was meant to be raised. He was taught to be tough and cold, not showing any of his inside emotions, ever. He was taught that you have to be harsh and greedy to get what you want in life. He doesn't take anything from anyone, meaning if you step out of line, you WILL be exiled or worse killed. After a fire raged through his homeland and tore his pack to shreds Triant was the only survivor along with a few others who dispersed, he travled alone until meeting Acerbus Pack.
War Skills:
Triant becuase of his strength faces his attackers head on by bowling them over or clawing at their eyes to blind them. He bites their legs and sides and pushes them down so he can get a grip on their necks. Triant has been known to be pinned down and able to push the wolf off by grabbing their muzzle and flipping them over him as he rolls with them.
RP Sample:
In Dark Rose's Form
