Post by Striker on Jul 30, 2023 1:26:55 GMT
"Dead men tell no tales."
Name: "Striker"
Age: 5 years
Gender: Male
Breed: Mackenzie Valley Wolf
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Height: 38 inches
Weight: 145 lbs
Length: 86 inches
Health: Somewhat Healthy
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Appearance: A massive, imposing canine, able to intimidate anyone who stands in his path just by his size alone. Striker truly stands taller than most of his packmates, even taller than most within his species. His growl a little deeper, his bark a little sharper. Standing on four large paws, body hardened by seasons of combat upon combat. Striker looms akin to a force to be reckoned with; almost like a machine built for one sole purpose: to fight.
His frame is littered with numerous battle scars, the most notable ones are on his left back leg. Furthermore, he has a nasty scarring on his back and chest, thankfully mostly covered by his dense fur. Maybe those same scars had earned him the less than favorable nickname: Striker.
Mostly brown and gray in color, with gentle orange accents on his muzzle, ears, paws and tail. His underbelly is all white. Nonetheless, Striker does not bear any distinct markings. However, a perhaps trademark feature of his is a pair of piercing golden eyes, further reinforced with a permanent scowl.
His voice is naturally deeper, which makes his presence even more unpleasant, if not even terrifying.
Sanity: Stable ;; Striker's sanity is questionable. Although he acts calm and collected on the outside, he is constantly fighting an inner turmoil on the inside. His years spent in Seriss had taught him a harsh lesson, and he had been forced to swallow more than one bad memory. Each scar of his tells a tale, a tale he is unwilling to share with his new Darimi packmates, or with anyone else who treads in these lands. He had been bottling up his guilt, sorrow and regret deep inside, throttling all of his negative emotions to make himself appear relatively stable and functional. However, his soul is a boiling pot of water that is bound to spill at some point.
Personality: Regardless of his threatening posture, Striker is a calm and reserved canine, preferring to spend his days lounging with the pack's pups than in dire combat. Once someone musters enough courage to approach him, Striker is a genuine pleasure to be around. Patient, understanding and even a little fun-loving. An almost brotherly aura radiates from him, for he acts like the experienced older brother to most of his packmates! He harbors a soft spot for the pack's youngest, and he takes mentoring or pupsitting duty whenever he's free from his warrior missions.
Serenity could be this wolf's second name (or maybe a third), as he never loses neither his temper nor cool. Even when the skies are gray with a ferocious storm, Striker always has a calm expression hovering over his features, always has something to say when someone asks for help. Even when dealing with a reckless pup, his patience is seemingly endless. If someone asked him to wait for them, he would; he would wait for an eternity and more to come. Reliable and kind-hearted, wise beyond his years.
Striker is an excellent story-teller. With several stories carved in his memories, he is able to entertain puppies or adults for hours on end! That one time he managed to chase off a bear with nothing but a loud howl? Or how about that story where hedgehogs can fly and fish can sing! Anything! Of course, most of his tales revolve around his heroic adventures of times before he joined the Darimi. He speaks in exaggerated tones, for the little ones! Of course these are just stories. Of course... Unfortunately, Striker is a wolf shrouded in a heavy veil of mystery, for no one knows a peep about his origin; and he elegantly avoids the question when confronted.
Maybe it is for the better.
He has no ambitions of his own. He simply wishes to be useful to the pack, and then be allowed a peaceful retirement. Nothing more, nothing less. His constant need to help those around him stand in the way of him finally calling it quits and joining the pack's elders, however.
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History: wip
Preferred pack; Darimi
Preferred Rank: Lead Warrior
Age: 5 years
Gender: Male
Breed: Mackenzie Valley Wolf
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Height: 38 inches
Weight: 145 lbs
Length: 86 inches
Health: Somewhat Healthy
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Appearance: A massive, imposing canine, able to intimidate anyone who stands in his path just by his size alone. Striker truly stands taller than most of his packmates, even taller than most within his species. His growl a little deeper, his bark a little sharper. Standing on four large paws, body hardened by seasons of combat upon combat. Striker looms akin to a force to be reckoned with; almost like a machine built for one sole purpose: to fight.
His frame is littered with numerous battle scars, the most notable ones are on his left back leg. Furthermore, he has a nasty scarring on his back and chest, thankfully mostly covered by his dense fur. Maybe those same scars had earned him the less than favorable nickname: Striker.
Mostly brown and gray in color, with gentle orange accents on his muzzle, ears, paws and tail. His underbelly is all white. Nonetheless, Striker does not bear any distinct markings. However, a perhaps trademark feature of his is a pair of piercing golden eyes, further reinforced with a permanent scowl.
His voice is naturally deeper, which makes his presence even more unpleasant, if not even terrifying.
Sanity: Stable ;; Striker's sanity is questionable. Although he acts calm and collected on the outside, he is constantly fighting an inner turmoil on the inside. His years spent in Seriss had taught him a harsh lesson, and he had been forced to swallow more than one bad memory. Each scar of his tells a tale, a tale he is unwilling to share with his new Darimi packmates, or with anyone else who treads in these lands. He had been bottling up his guilt, sorrow and regret deep inside, throttling all of his negative emotions to make himself appear relatively stable and functional. However, his soul is a boiling pot of water that is bound to spill at some point.
Personality: Regardless of his threatening posture, Striker is a calm and reserved canine, preferring to spend his days lounging with the pack's pups than in dire combat. Once someone musters enough courage to approach him, Striker is a genuine pleasure to be around. Patient, understanding and even a little fun-loving. An almost brotherly aura radiates from him, for he acts like the experienced older brother to most of his packmates! He harbors a soft spot for the pack's youngest, and he takes mentoring or pupsitting duty whenever he's free from his warrior missions.
Serenity could be this wolf's second name (or maybe a third), as he never loses neither his temper nor cool. Even when the skies are gray with a ferocious storm, Striker always has a calm expression hovering over his features, always has something to say when someone asks for help. Even when dealing with a reckless pup, his patience is seemingly endless. If someone asked him to wait for them, he would; he would wait for an eternity and more to come. Reliable and kind-hearted, wise beyond his years.
Striker is an excellent story-teller. With several stories carved in his memories, he is able to entertain puppies or adults for hours on end! That one time he managed to chase off a bear with nothing but a loud howl? Or how about that story where hedgehogs can fly and fish can sing! Anything! Of course, most of his tales revolve around his heroic adventures of times before he joined the Darimi. He speaks in exaggerated tones, for the little ones! Of course these are just stories. Of course... Unfortunately, Striker is a wolf shrouded in a heavy veil of mystery, for no one knows a peep about his origin; and he elegantly avoids the question when confronted.
Maybe it is for the better.
He has no ambitions of his own. He simply wishes to be useful to the pack, and then be allowed a peaceful retirement. Nothing more, nothing less. His constant need to help those around him stand in the way of him finally calling it quits and joining the pack's elders, however.
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History: wip
Preferred pack; Darimi
Preferred Rank: Lead Warrior
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