Post by Raven on Aug 24, 2007 19:08:28 GMT -5
Profile.
(Like this but without the glasses.)
General.
Birth/Given Name: KemuriAlias: None
Gender: Male
Human Age: 27
Human Height:5'6"
Human Weight: 120 pounds
Pure wolf or part wolf? (well?)
--------Ratio: None
Role in Pack Situation: Leader
Appearance.
Clothing: Kemuri wears slightly torn black jeans topped by a simple high collared white shirt. Around his wrist he has silver bangles, he adds one each time he gains a kill. Physical Description: Kemuri has short cropped blonde hair and green eyes set in a harsh and eternally stony face. He usually walks around with his hands in his pockets, showing how confident he is of his own abilities.
Kemuri is also quite well built in the chest and legs, whose muscle have developed over years of travelling.
Wolf Description: He has smoke grey fur and golden, menacing eyes. He is quite large in his wolf form, with heavy muscles on his upper legs. He has a frightening appearance and he knows it, and he uses this to his advantage, and to scare younger wolves that challenge him, at every opportunity. He has many scars on his body, but none of them disfiguring.
Inner.
Personality: Kemuri is quite cynical, but he doesn't see it that way, he sees it as a "realistic approach." He is very impulsive and lives by doing whatever he pleases regardless of who it might hurt or what damage it might cause to his surroundings. It is better for him to believe you are on his side, because of he believes you think like him and are therefore a valuable ally, he won't kill you for thrills.
History: Kemuri's first memory is of a horrific battle between his pack and another. He was too young to be involved in the battle, so he was whisked away by an elder of the pack, but the tormented howls of his friends and family torments him always.
His father was killed in the battle, and as he was the Beta male, the pack leader swore vengeance on the pack that had attacked them.
Their leader - Themus - spent many moons planning their attack, gathering as many new members as he could that were fit to fight. By the time they were ready to invade the enemy pack's lands, Kemuri was old enough to fight.
His unbelieving eyes beheld such relentless bloodshed that day, some of which he contributed to. He couldn't take the eyes off the sight of his first wolven kill, not knowing what to make of the immense enjoyment he had gotten out of it.
Once he had succeeded in killing his first wolf, he could never get enough. Even when the battle was over he lusted after more, he lusted after the rush of adrenaline as he took his own life into his hands and toyed with his opponents.
The pack leader soon saw this corruption and banished him from the pack, their pack was aligned with the good and did not warrant useless killing.
