Jan 25, 2014 9:04:07 GMT -5
Post by Rascal on Jan 25, 2014 9:04:07 GMT -5
"a wolf from hell, is not afraid of hot ashes"
this is me in the flesh,
PRONUNCIATION:sca - voth
taste the sky,
BREED: Timber Wolf
HEIGHT: 27 inches
APPEARANCE: Scov isn't as stocky as most male timber wolves. In fact he's rather sleek and small. His legs are powerful and strong, the short fur that covers his legs show the define muscles of his limbs. His tail is a bit shorter than normal, having suffered from a rather painful break in the past. His fur is completely black except for a few white and grey splotches around his neck. The shape makes a half collar around his neck. His muzzle also has a darker grey along his muzzle. His paws are small and dainty, easy for quick steps and running. His claws are longer than usual. His fur around his neck is thick and full, giving a mane type look. The hair along his back is also thick and makes his sides along his stomach look more full. His right ear is actually missing. It was torn off by another dominor in a battle. Only about an inch from the corners show. His left ear has holes and some tears in the cartridge, making it flop at the top. His face is full and shows some signs of aging. With his dark fur, are dark steel grey-blue eyes.
thoughts that make me go insane,
PERSONALITY: Dark in his thoughts and outright behavior, Scov is also quiet and doesn't speak to anyone unless he absolutely needs to. His mind is constantly running, but he tends to show no physical body language for short periods. He can and is known for large outbursts that act out in violence, however it’s when he’s quiet and calm that is the time where he is more dangerous. He’s deeply cunning and is always trying to manipulate his way into people’s heads and thoughts. He doesn't like touching or being touched if he can help it, and it’s not recommended either since his fuse is short and he will lash out. It is unknown that he suffers from mental illnesses.(These include Schizophrenia, Sadism and Sociopath)
He has his own strange way of showing affection. It is normally with bites, scratches and hits.He does have a sense of humor, but it’s rather dry and most of the time sexual in nature, and rather dark as well. If comments are made to him, and they happen to be true and funny in that notion, he will laugh at it. (But don’t make it too many times, might earn a rather disturbing ‘interruption’ on your next time telling it.) He does take much pleasure in hurting others, and adores the sight and taste of blood. Scov always presumably talk to himself, often referring to another entity known as 'Beast'. When alone, he has an array of facial expressions as if he’s actually talking to someone he trusts and has no issue literally talking out loud at moments.
As a Dominor, Scov is very possessive over any sklavin that is his. When he does have them or is near them. He can be very rough but also show some affection in his own way. Most sklavin that were under his control usually suffered from a disease that would cause them to be completely dependent on him.(Stockholm Syndrome) He isn't one to cross, then again, his mood is in constant changing and it really would depend on the situation and what is happening on how he would react. In the long haul, Scov is very unpredictable, but is very loyal, headstrong and dangerous.
all over my shoulder,
FATHER:Lyall - Dominor
MOTHER: Elizabeth - Freior
SIBLINGS: Orion - Freior
HISTORY: Far up north, where the snow was heavy above the Aldine mountains, was the birth place of Scovth and his brother Orion. His mother, a common Freior was as white as the snow, sleek and small with bright vivid amber eyes that would shine like the sun. His father as like most timber wolves, varying in colors and patterns. The features that brought him out were his bi-colored eyes. Both of his parents were strong willed and rather positive. His father, a kind and generous Dominor, would often let his slaves run loose like most pack members. During his younger years between his birth and first year, Scov would often be off on his own. Because of his want and need to be away from people for the first year, he didn't really get socialized correctly. Orion, who was very attached to his older brother, would often be his anchor in large and wild outbursts.
The two were often seen together until A dangerous storm came over the land, forcing the pack to flee through the Aldine mountains. It was then, that Scov and his brother Orion were separated from their parents and at just over a year old, were defending themselves. Orion, being much bigger than Scov, would often be the brute in taking down larger prey. Scov was the brains, and often left his brother to get hurt only to have to care for him later. They spent a good year and half in the mountains before returning far up north to see if their parents made it back. With no sign of life, Scov was secretly bothered. Being encouraged by his brother to travel down south, He only denied it, staying once where his father reigned over. Orion, though upset over his brother's stubbornness, didn't want to stay any longer. With short and an emotionless goodbye, Orion left him, travelling down to Regnen and venturing off on his own.
Scov stayed up in the Aldine mountains for the next few years. He struggled and at times he found escaped slaves, just to enslave them back. But he didn't treat them all bad. Some he released while others he tormented, taking out his urge to destroy things. He was becoming a danger to himself and others. He lost everything to never gain anything more. And so, come the fifth year of his makeshift pack dispatch, he finally traveled down south, over the Aldine mountains and into the territory of Regnen. What the rest of his years have in store, Scov has yet to find out.