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Name: [My name is Broken Bandit...it was given to him by his adoptive sister. His mother named his Kage, but, he had forgotten when his sister [No deceased] found him. So, she named him Broken Bandit when he had told her of his past. ]
Nicknames: [Bandit..just Bandit. Nothing else.]
Age: [3 1/2]
Gender: [Male]
Kin: [His blood-related siblings were killed by his father. His adoptive sister killed by a bear]
Parents: [None/Deceased]
Looks?: [Bandit is quite a handsome wolf, with deep blue-ocean-like eyes. You would never forget them, and they seem to stare right through you, into your soul. He has a marble-colored coat, with specks of white on his paws, and black on his back, neck and tail. His stomach and chest are the same color as his regular base-coat. He is a muscular, but small wolf, which makes him quick and very stealthy. He has fairly big ears, for hearing, and a thick, mediuem length coat. His legs are fairly long, and his paws are just regular sized.
Personality?: Bandit is quiet. Quiet, reserved and quite standoffish at first. He does not socialize much, or at all unless he feels threatened and needs to defend himself. He is good with his words, and winning many verbal fights, although, he is also very good with his paws, being stealthy, quick and quite strong. He was not born witht these gifts, he needed to teach himself how to defend himself after his mother died and before his sister found him. He gets annoyed easily and patient is not the word to describe him. However, he will be extremely loyal, loving and a completely differnent wolf to the ones he trusts and cares for. He is very quick to sense trouble, so don't try anything on him. He is rather sarcastic, and quick-witted when it comes to his real personality--not the one protecting himself, which is the one he usually has.
History?: [His history was of a criminals...He was not raised well..actually, he was not raised at all. He grew up alone, and the pack he was born in hated him from the day he came into the world. His mother thought him to small, and he was brought a far ways from the territory. He grew up fighting his way out of problems, verbaly and physically...that's how he got his wits, and charm. He got his stealth, from many months of stealing food from past packs, and attacking those who would attack him. He is now, very good at telling if someone is trouble or not, so don't try anything on him]
Crush?: [None, not planning on it]
Mate?: [Nope]
Anything Special: [Nope]
Life Song: [If Today was your Last Day]
Quote: [Those who seem heartless once cared too much.]
Likes: [Hunting, fighting, quiet, nature]
Dislikes: [Loud things, annoying wolves, fire]
Habits: [He likes to let his prey get away, so he can keep chasing it until he feels like catching it.]
Strengths: [Stealth, strength, speed]
Weaknesses: [Stamina, patientce]
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