Post by Deleted on Apr 7, 2013 21:10:56 GMT -5
Kotto
"Fear no Evil; a true hero dies only once, a coward dies every day.. "
this is me in the flesh,
NAME: Kotto
NICKNAME(S): None yet
PRONUNCIATION: K-aut-O
POSITION: free-roamer
taste the sky,
AGE: 2 1/2 Years old
GENDER: Male
BREED: Great Plains wolf
HEIGHT: 36 In
APPEARANCE: He had a a very pronounced jaw with a solid sturdy face. His muzzle was a red-white colored fur, which moved to an dark red and then a black around his eyes. His bright blue eyes shone with tenacity that always gave him a no nonsense look. He had a bite out of his left ear which always reminded him of that fateful night.. Unlike his Silver furred brothers Kotto Always had a red cast to him. He had a silver-gray back which flowed into a sandy red underbelly and legs. His tail was a red and speckled mess gray with a dark brown tip on the very end.
Kotto didn't posses the most muscular frame, however he was built on a limber running frame which gave him great abilities to launch himself into his prey and break bones. He appeared thick enough to intimidate others, which served him well.
thoughts that make me go insane,
PERSONALITY: Kotto was the smallest of siblings, and being so he was relentlessly picked on by his bigger brothers. Though this left him with a chip on his shoulder it made him very driven and determined. He also developed a soft spot for other castaways, frequently bonding with the lower and unwanted wolves. The most important trait in his eyes is loyalty. He would fight for his friends or die trying rather than leave them behind.
He was never the biggest or strongest, but he had one thing many other wolves didn't. Kotto had a fire inside of him that blazed hotter and brighter than the sun. Whenever he was given a mission you can guarantee it would be done. He hated the conventional methods of hunting and would often improvise and take a creative way of solving his problems. One thing that his older brother had always coveted was Kotto's natural Confidence and leadership abilities. It didn't matter if he was just shown up in a spar with his brother, when he shook the dust out of his fur and walked away an onlooker would see him prancing more pride than real victor of the fight. But maybe losing was actually the better teacher..
all over my shoulder,
FATHER: Alric
MOTHER: Lamia
SIBLINGS: Blitz, Stang. Both stronger brothers.
HISTORY: Kotto was born into a litter of 2 other pups, he was the runt of the group. His father was the alpha of a small pack in the outskirts of society. There was a beta couple and another female wolf in the pack. However Kotto doesn't remember much of his past; Rather he tries not to recall of his youth. He spent most of his days either sparring with his brothers, whom he always lost to while learning new tricks, playing in the lakes around his den or watching his parents and the betas hunt. He always found there methods silly and tried to tell his father this but was quickly silenced. He loved his father deeply and greatly repsected his mother. He knew his dad was superior but whenever a decision was to made he always consulated his mate and consulated her as his teammate. Kotto learned to see woman as equal and hated those that disagreed. However his whole life changed on one stormy night. He and his brothers awoke to the whining of there father. His brothers rushed past him out of the den and there they saw eight larger males brutally attacking there parents and all they had loved. His two brothers jumped into the fight to save who they could but were being overtaken, the last he remembers is Blitz growling at him to run east. And east he ran. He ran for two days straight, unable to comprehend what happened. The sight of this enemy alpha burnt into his memory, and a vengeance he swore to the memories of his family. He has wander ever since, always looking over his shoulder and frequently haunted by flashbacks. Unwilling to rest and settle down until he brings those he destroyed his life to justice.