(I know its a bit like the picture on the front of the RP, but its too late to change now that I've resized it already.)
βαƨιcƨ--
ʋƨɛяиαмɛ :: APatofButter
иαмɛ :: Dament (dAe-mint)
иιcκиαмɛ :: Sometimes called Dae. But the names Ghost and Useless are more common for him.
ɢɛи∂ɛя :: Brute
αɢɛ :: 3 years and 8 months
Ƥнʏƨιcαℓ Ғɛαтʋяɛƨ --
нɛιɢнт :: 2 ft. 3 in.
ωɛιɢнт :: 75 lbs.
ɛʏɛ cσℓσя :: Dark orange
ρɛℓт :: Dament's fur is an intricate mixture of silver, grey, and white. The top of his muzzle, the back of his ears, and multiple parts of his flank are darker, near black. The hairs around his face, legs, and tail tip are shorter and coarse, naturally water-resistant. His pelt is longer and downy near his shoulders and flanks to keep the majority of his body warm.
вʋιℓ∂ :: Dament is very small for a male. Even so, he is lithe and fast, made for speed rather than strength. If he was larger, his legs would have been considered long. He isn't skinny, but wiry. His left back leg is twisted at an odd angle.
∂ιƨтιиcтιʌɛ ғɛαтʋяɛƨ :: Dament's eyes are strange colour among wolves. They usually scare pups and the elders who are superstitious believe him not to be a true wolf, but an evil spirit.
Яɛℓαтισиƨнιρƨ --
cяʋƨн :: He doesn't have one
мαтɛ :: He thinks that since no one likes him, he shouldn't bother looking
ғαмιℓʏ :: He isn't sure where they are.....
Ƭнιƨ ιƨ Ѧɛ --
ρɛяƨσиαℓιтʏ :: Two words. Smart and quiet. Dament acts like a submissive runt because that's all the pack expects of him. He underestimates himself in every way due to the way they treat him, and has the strange ability to blend into his surroundings so that no one noticed him. Hence the nickname 'Ghost'. He's also hopelessly clumsy and flustered around wolves who treat him kindly, because he isn't used to it. So in all the good tasks he does, he usually fails, which gives him the name 'Useless'. No one really knows what he is like, but if you tried to talk to him, you would find him funny, clever, and pleasant. But his past makes it impossible for him to be as social as he was meant to be. If the elders knew, they would call it 'a sad waste of skill and talent'.
нιƨтσяʏ :: Dament was born a loner, adopted into a pack (not this pack, but one nearby), after being orphaned. In a sense at least, because his fathers location was unknown and his mother died after birth from a stomach infection. He progressed quickly in this pack, and was liked by near everyone. In fact, he became Beta. But a terrible storm destroyed the camp, along with most of its inhabitants. It was a miracle that Dament survived at all, but his small size allowed him to squeeze in a sheltered den. Even so he was injured and his left hind leg caught in a human fox trap. The humans found him, and tried to help heal his wound, but they were hunters, not veterinarians. They thought that he was simply a wolf dog hybrid because of his size. Well the leg never regained its normal position, so the hunters decided he was useless (again!) and sold him to a dog fight organization. That was the worst year of his life. The owners constantly called him up to fight because he was stronger than the other dogs (he's still a wolf), and too thought he was just a wold dog hybrid. He came back to his dirty cage every day with new injuries. At one point, he was unwilling to fight and they beat him with rods and whips to make him move. This crushed his old personality majorly, until then he still had his likable bounce to him. It killed him a little on the inside, and he escaped the dog fights by pretending to be ill. This made the owners angry (they stomped and spat on him while yelling curses) but they sent him to the veterinarian because he was their best fighter. They didn't give the vet a lot of information, but she knew that he must be released if he were to survive a full life, and that he was no hybrid, but a good-to-honest wolf. She released him secretly in the forest and he licked her hand before she jumped back into her car and fled. He had slowly started to starve before he found the green stream, and the pack.
ℓικɛƨ :: Peace and quiet, being alone
∂ιƨℓικɛƨ :: Being overcrowded, being noticed too much
ғɛαяƨ :: Humans (male humans make him more nervous than females do.)
Δиʏтнιиɢ Єℓƨɛ --
яαиκ :: Omega
σтнɛя :: He is participating in the Black Dawn. Everyone was surprised that he was chosen, but they've forgotten by now. Oh yeah, and a note to RPers; please make your characters treat Dament as the info tells you to treat him (ignore him mostly and call him Ghost or Useless. Don't be very talkative)
(I know its a bit like the first picture on the RP, but its too late to change now that I've resized it.)
βαƨιcƨ--
ʋƨɛяиαмɛ :: APatofButter
иαмɛ :: Rudy
иιcκиαмɛ :: Just Rudy
ɢɛи∂ɛя :: Brute
αɢɛ :: 2 years and 11 months
Ƥнʏƨιcαℓ Ғɛαтʋяɛƨ --
нɛιɢнт :: 32 in.
ωɛιɢнт :: 97 lbs.
ɛʏɛ cσℓσя :: Brown
ρɛℓт :: Rudy's fur is like that of any other wolf; a tawny brown mixed with gray. He has a rust-colored stripe down his muzzle, which is otherwise white. His chest, stomach, and paws are ash pale, and it is this part of his body that is soft, the rest of his fur is coarse. He is more on the long-furred side, but sheds during the summer.
вʋιℓ∂ :: Rudy is average sized. He is strong and sleek, his fur hiding the well muscled legs underneath it. His paws are large with rock hard pads, allowing him to land heavy blows and run great distances without getting sore. Its a bit obvious Rudy should be a Warrior.
∂ιƨтιиcтιʌɛ ғɛαтʋяɛƨ :: The russet stripe down his muzzle is a bit strange....
Яɛℓαтισиƨнιρƨ --
cяʋƨн :: Croqueta
мαтɛ :: None yet
ғαмιℓʏ :: Paten's the only one who's location is known
Ƭнιƨ ιƨ Ѧɛ --
ρɛяƨσиαℓιтʏ :: Rudy is nice and caring. He likes being included in things and hates being left out. He'll help anyone in need, but is stubborn and sometimes doesn't seem very bright even though he has unexpected bursts of extraordinary intelligence. He is responsible and a bit immature, a great friend and someone who would do well working with others. If you pressure him too much, he'll just give up, so putting him in the spotlight too suddenly is bad. Rudy is modest and easily tempted. He will stand his ground in tough situations, but his mind can wander and he often daydreams.
нιƨтσяʏ :: Rudy was born in another pack, and left behind as a pup accidentally when they moved somewhere else. He was found not much later by a pregnant she-wolf, who was feeling ill. She adopted him then and there, deciding that if her sickness prevented her pups from living, then at least she would have this one to care for. She gave birth to her pups about a week later, and 3 out of 6 died. Rudy had to live in a separate den because he grew overexcited and nearly trampled them. After he had grown used to their scent, the she-wolf let him back into the den and he loved the little pups who were about 3 months younger than he was. When they were old enough to speak, they asked him questions that hurt him, such as:
"Why do you look different from us? You're too ugly to be our brother."
"Why are you older than us? Are you a Zaec, a cursed one, the only surviving pup of a litter gone bad?"
Only one pup, the one named Paten, was kind to Rudy. They played games and thought of each other as brothers. When they were old enough, Rudy grew fascinated with the scent of nearby wolves, even though Paten thought it meant trouble. He wanted to live with the pack, while Paten feared the pack because of the stories. He had to follow Rudy though, and here they are.
ℓικɛƨ :: Sunshine, swims in the stream, naps
∂ιƨℓικɛƨ :: Moonless nights, tricks(on him or anybody else), arguments
ғɛαяƨ :: Mean words, the unknown
Δиʏтнιиɢ Єℓƨɛ --
яαиκ :: Warrior
σтнɛя :: Not participating in the Black Dawn.
