Teardrops in Time wrote:Username: Teardrops in Time
Kennel #: 29
Why I want this Character: I would like this charater because i love the mystery that shrouds this georgous beauty.
Name: I will let Tripp name it <3 (lets just call it Xariaus or Xari)
Age: 3 Years/ 17 human years
Gender: Male
Personality: Xari is a hidden shadow. He was forced to face the pains of being alone too early when he was just a cub. He forced himself to show off as much as possible to try and win his parents pride. Later, his parents abused him and Xari soon was broken. His soul was shattered to the point of no return. His parents burned his pelt over and over again until his body absorbed the heat and now it is part of him; his heart; his soul.
.Personality.
Independent;
Xari does NOT depend on others, even when he is in a situation he cannot handle. He has long since learned to never trust anyone but himself.
Organized;
Xari is very well organized; he has everything planned out before doing anything.
He thinks things through before he does anything; never seen as a sloppy and or careless wolf
Brave;
Even though he is a works alone,he will be willing to stand up for himself or for what he believes in.
He usually rushes into battle, headfirst, and forgets his deepest fears and charges.
Rebellious;
Xari will usually disconnect and resist control from another wolf of power, even though if it comes to battle, he may not win.
Introvert;
Xari likes keeping to himself; likes being in very small groups.
He hides his feelings and emotions from his few friends, even when they try to help him feel better.He just refuses to open-up.
Jealous;
He doesn't like any wolf that compare anyone to her.
He gets very jealous if he isn't doing much better than other wolves around him and will fight for dignity.
He has low self-conscience.. but is willing to not give-up for more praising.
Rejecting;
Rejecting changes in his life, is quite easy for him, but when it comes down to someone he dearly loved and lost forever, he is lost.
He will most likely keep rejecting, telling himself, that person isn't gone or just joking. He does NOT like changes toward life at all.
Rigid;
Xari can be ridgid to those who don't treat him fairly. He wants to be treated the same way he treats you, even though he like being alone. If not, beware, you're on his bad side.
She is always friendly, but she has her reasons to be rigid at moments.
Shy;
Even though, he is rigid, responsible, and brave, he can be shy at times. Who isn't?
He isn't shy toward his few friends, but his mate & new friends, yes. He is quite shy when it comes to talking in crowds or meeting new people.
.:Likes:.
+ Being A Warrior +
Like fighting and protecting those he loves.
+ Rabbits & Deers +
His most favorite food. Ever.
+ Freedom +
If he was trapped in, he would kill himself due to the pain and humility of being vulnerable.
+ War +
War is his middle name;
He doesn't like those who disturb his mate or friends.
When it comes down to love,
He will declare war and never give in, even until death.
History: (You are reading as Luxi, a he/she.)
The sky, on this wonderful night, is lovely and clear. The purple and blackness swirls around, caressing the stars and the full moon floating delicately in the air. Suddenly a bright golden and white sparkle shoots across the sky. You notice a lone pup, sitting calmly on a grassy cliff, pure black fur shimmering against the glowing sky. His body is that of a slim wolf, but his muscles of a protective wolf. He seems to have trained his body diligently to be able to leap from side to side in an instant; his muscles are sleek and tough. You turn to a sleek black and white female standing beside you.
" My son, Xari, spends a great deal of time with the local wolves, either challanging them at races or discussing such matters as speed or skill, showing his care about his necessary internal functions to conserve precious oxygen when he runs great distances at high speeds.His greatest joy in life stems from the so called "forest flight" on only the clearest of nights. He runs with no one and any who attempt to fallow him will be surely lost, as his speed is more great than mine. His loneliness is usually scoffed at, eating her inside, and earning a cuff from his sharp claws and a throaty snarl. He, as talented as he is, embarrassed me." She snorted in disgust.
You nod quickly, eager to move on to a more interesting subject. The graceful female, Luna, motions with her tail to move on towards the group of large caves in the distance. You groan quietly and move on toward the caves in the distance.
Later.....
Xari carefully licked his front left paw, hoping to hide the scent of his salty sweat from his nightly run. As his father barked his name, he leaped off of a small rock pile in his section of the den and grumbled loudly.
"Xari! Please go and meet the new guest." He repeated, more forcefully this time.
Xari tasted the air, then flinched slightly.
" A new member of this horrid pack? A rouge?" He thought, as the fur on his neck bristled slightly, ready to pounce if this guest harmed any of his young siblings. The black teen wolf padded silently toward the mouth of the cage, sniffing his way to the guest as if trying to memorize the scent.
"Xari, child, meet our new guest, Lux. She/He is here to learn our ways and our pack members and she/he may join our pack! Isn't that exciting? Our pack needs as many strong warriors as possible to try and defeat the Kronadors!" Luna yipped gleefully, obviously pretending just so she could gain favor of the alpha for recruit new members.
Xari dipped his head in respect, fur still bristling, careful to keep a close eye on this, this....stranger.
"What a handsome son, Luna! Is he the only one?" Lux grinned creepishly.
"No, i have 5 more lovely pups, but he is the eldest." Luna glowed as she soaked in the praise. "Xari, would you do a favor and show Lux the pack members and around our territory? Thanks."
Xari, once again, sighed.
"At least i will get him/her away from my family" He thought.
He padded quickly to the den right next to his. eager to get this over with.
"Well, here is Jaxi's Den. He is deeply respected because of his seniority over most of the others in the clan. He is one of the most oldest and wisest of the whole clan. However, he gets distracted by moving objects rather easily, which often frustrates his few friends."Achi grumbled wearily.
"Grumpy, rude and prone to violent temper tantrums, he tends to keep his limited affection to the younger dragons well hidden. His brother, Leviculus' firm yet gentle attitude balances him out; in turn, his unpredictable, action-minded prose compliments Levi, and those two work surprisingly well together. He neither has a mate, nor intends to take one any time soon." Luna walked over to the pair eagerly, giving Xari an evil stare.
Lux smiled slightly as if unsure about meeting this Jaxi. Xari, sensing his nervousness, walked toward the nearest den.
"I will speak like my mother, if you wish," He said snobbishly. "This den is the home of Aleara and Oakenheim. Oakenheim is an extremely unpredictable and snappish wolf. He resides in the furthermost tunnel of his cave; he hates the immediate company of his 'siblings', but can't stand to be too distant from Aleara, his unlikely mate. He can get wildly jealous, and if he sees that any particular male is troubling Aleara even in the slightest, he will ambush them upon leaving the cave and strike out with violent and unforgiving wrath, unbeknownst to his mate."
Xari dragged his feet as he walked from den to den, hoping to rest he tired paws at each stop.
MONTHS LATER~
"Argh!!" Xari yowled.
"Stop whining you ungrateful child! We gave you love and what do you give us??? Is disobeying considered worthy?" a loud voice boomed in anger.
"Father, stop! please!"
Faiy, Xari's father, whipped around, torch in hand. He snarled at the small and shaking pup that dared to defy him. The pup, Leaf, quickly clamped her muzzle shut and ran away, afraid for a beating.
Xari yowled again as his father thrust the lit torch, now blazing, deep into Xari's fur.
Art: 
Other:Theme Poem:
In the darkness of the Night,
You are terrified by the sight,
By the glowing of the light,
Showing what's not right.
The pain eats you alive
As you fear to live once more.
Is sears through your heart,
Deep into the core.
In the tarkness of the Night
You are terrified by the sight
By the glowing of the light,
Showing what's not right.
As you shed one last tear,
Your soul burns in Hell.
For you know your crime,
And from that you
Fell.
Fluffy's Lee 
(35)
