Jan 19, 2015 21:59:15 GMT -5
Post by Pod on Jan 19, 2015 21:59:15 GMT -5
"Hold me back, I dare you..."
this is me in the flesh,
NAME: Fenrir Ragnarok
NICKNAME(S): Sir, M'Lord
PRONUNCIATION: fen-rear rahg-nuh-rok
taste the sky,
BREED: Great Plains Wolf
HEIGHT: 42 inches
APPEARANCE: Standing at forty-two inches and weighing around one hundred and forty pounds, Fenrir is a giant. Because of his size and dominant nature the guy prides himself in being able to bring wolves together and follow his orders, whether it is with his words or fear of him bringing the hurt. With a heavy physique the male is built for power, able to wrestle others to the ground with ease and keep them there no matter how much they struggle to get away. With his strength however the man is unable to run long distances, having trouble with quick and close combat. Because of this however he manages to succeed by thinking a few steps away, creating traps or maneuvering around an obstacle. When it comes to coloration, Fenrir is the darkest of the dark. Every inch of his body is covered in pitch black fur, having lost its gloss long ago yet still very healthy. No scars have found their way onto his body, yet, but it is only a matter of time, and he isn't shy to get into some trouble. His eyes are a bright, piercing gold that almost feel as though they are body holes into your pelt.
thoughts that make me go insane,
PERSONALITY: Being a Dominor, Fenrir holds himself higher than those who are not like him, and that those should strive to become like him. Fellow Dominor will be treated as friends, sharing information about his Sklavin and even looking for trading if they are up to it, maybe even plan little play dates for the slaves. Sklavin are obviously treated as property, given obedience classes to be the most top class of slaves with proper manners and respect towards those above them. Freior are pitied, looked upon as lost children because they have not yet been claimed by a Dominor and integrated into a pack.
In general, Fenrir is indifferent towards others misgivings. He feels no concerns towards somebody that is hurt in any way shape or form, unless they are his property of course but even then he doesn't show much concern. Very competitive, the man enjoys challenges between himself and others no matter what they may be. Anything physical is great in his mind, as long as it gave him a good workout. Once he spies something that catches his interest, Fenrir is known to go to the ends of the earth to obtain it, giving little concern for whatever he may have to do to get it. Charming? He would like to think so, thinking himself as a handsome little devil that people can't resist even though he actually has no skills what so ever in that department.
all over my shoulder,
FATHER: Loki [m/u]
MOTHER: Angrboda [f/u]
SIBLINGS: Jormungand [m/d], Helena [f/a]
HISTORY: Born to Loki and Angrboda Ragnarok, Fenrir was the first born of three children in the litter but unfortunately the one was too small and fragile, not surviving the night. The true reason for it's death is thought, by Angrboda, to be caused by the incest between her and Loki who were siblings. From a very young age he would begin training with his father, learning the basics of survival and how to protect yourself from others and predators. How to be a "man" while his other sibling, a little sister named Helena, was mainly taught by their mother. Angrboda taught Helena how to be a good woman, how to provide for the males, proper body posture and grammar when speaking or doing things for them or for others. Angrboda had actually been a Sklavin before her children were born, unofficial but still one that was under Loki's paw. With that said, the teachings she was giving her daughter was that for a Sklavin life, prepared to be taken by her brother, Fenrir. From then on they had their separate lives to tend to, but before anything could happen between the family once things had been completed at the age of two, they had become separated by bad weather.