by Hyensa » Thu Oct 31, 2013 10:51 am
NAME. Rium. My mother and grandmother gave me my name when I was a young pup, after my father who had passed away in the great 'war of the wolves'. My mother always called me her little Rium after he was gone, She had I have his eyes, his determination and his love. I believe her, and I miss her greatly. My grandmother had always told me that I have his spirit always with me. I am a wise wolf, and In my language, Rium means 'Noble'.
AGE. 3 years on this world, and in this universe. I have seen much for my short time on this earth and have endured much pain, as well as much more happiness.
GENDER. Clearly a male, if you looked hard enough, you would see that. I have the strong broad shoulders of one, the voice of one, and the body build of the great male wolf. My paws are big, and my fur is thick. My teeth are long and white, and My ears are always pointed straight and alert.
MATE: None, I have never loved, but long search for the right, amazing female. As long as she loves me, I will treat her with the greatest respect and love she could only image to know and feel. She would be my beauty.
CRUSH. None, I am currently alone, and wish I had someone by my side to care and love me.
PERSONALITY. Words.
HISTORY. My family was a low rank of wolves, but we survived. We as in, me. A fire destroyed my home and demolished my family members, I can barely remember who they were. For the longest time, I was a medicine wolf of a fox clan. Rescued by them as a young pup, they accepted and raised me as their own. I saved many lives, which was never enough because I felt I owed them so much. Disease started wiping them out soon after my mother had died, but me, being a wolf, I had immunity to the virus and easily fought it off. I tried long and hard to keep them all alive. But it was difficult, and soon enough, they all perished.. yes, I grew up with foxes, and had an adoptive mother named Lilia. Her mate had died in the great battle of the fox, and her pregnancy had failed. Soon after, she found me, a young, abandoned pup and knew that I was just destined for her. I was starving and it was winter when she found me, My colored eyes she said "Stood out from the white snow that blended my fur'; and that's how she found me. My mother passed away from old age and I buried her the very place she found me, which was her wish. I miss her so, and she will always be my real mother.
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Hyensa on Thu Nov 28, 2013 11:25 am, edited 2 times in total.