Post by Kovu on Jun 2, 2015 10:12:18 GMT -8
The Basics
Name :: Kovu
Gender :: Male
Age :: 1.5 Years
Eye Color ::Brownish red, almost crimson
Pack :: None
Rank :: N/A
God :: Tempest
Appearance ::
Kovu is a large brown male. He is strong, and build with a solid frame. He is quick, but his size slows him down some. He can only run in short bursts, his large size makes it hard to go full speed for long. Even so he has build up endurance and can walk long distances at a swift pace, he just can't run full speed for long. He also struggles with being graceful. He is not awkward of clumsy, but when in a fight, if his foe is able to get in close and attack quick, he struggles to defend himself. His strength is useless if he is not quick enough to touch his opponent.
Kovu's pelt is multicolored, with browns in the middle, turning into white and black at the tips. He is marked by Temptest with teal wisps along his back and legs, as well as small marks next to both eyes. His eyes are a muted almost crimson red, but seem to glow when he gets angered or excited. Any strong emotion can cause this affect, though they are a brownish crimson most of the time. They have even appeared almost black, showing his mood to be distant and hollow. This happened just before he left the Hollow and his friend Aurelia.
Personality
Personality ::
Kovu is a loner. He has no desire to live with a pack, and enjoys being alone. He is not hostile or 'evil' as his eyes may suggest, but he can become violent if pushed. He tends to be aggressive when he doesn't get his way, and will not shy away from a fight. He doesn't like to start fights, but has no trouble finishing one. Kovu has never really been social, being of few words, and often offending others. He lives to grow stronger, survival his only goal in life. It is rumored that if Tor still had Messengers among the living, Kovu would be perfect, but in truth, that is just an act. Others believe Kovu to be evil, and he lets them. Anything to remain distant.
Kovu puts on a tough face, that dark loner who either inspires fear, or attraction if you are into the 'dangerous' type. Yet he doesn't want to fight, or a follower for that matter. He just doesn't like the drama and stress of putting on and pleasing others. He likes his freedom, his opinions are all that matter. He has never felt the need to care for or worry about another, Auralia the only exception. He was never sure why, but she seemed to be the exception in many cases, and this made it hard for him to remain distant. Even now, he struggles to ignore the things she tried to teach him, to care, to help, to unite. It wasn't his way, but a part of him seemed to ask...why not?
Likes ::
* Being alone
* Storms
* Overcoming Challenges
Dislikes ::
* Crowds
* Leading or Following
* Looking After Others
History
History ::
Kovu has always been strong. He was born marked for the god Tempest, and even without the markings, one could tell he had what it took. He is a natural born leader, strong, smart, brave. Only problem, he hates the idea of followers. He refuses to follow another, but he also dislikes the responsibility of being a leader. This was obvious even from the start. He would play with the other pups, but only when it came to tussles, and shows of strength. He liked to be challenged, to prove he was still top dog. But once they grew, and the others became unable to beat him, he lost interest even in that. Without a challenge, he felt no desire to win.
He was one of four at the time who did not have parents in the Hollow. For various reasons, their parents each left them alone among the other Mentors and Messengers. There were two males, and two females. One of which was Auralia. Even when he lost interest in the others, and even the Mentors were unable to impress him, she always insisted on proving him wrong. She always got to him, made him feel things he didn't understand. He seen her as a sister, yet the other two never moved past acquaintances to him. That alone showed how she was able to unify others, but there was more. She questioned everything, and in doing so, he began to question, and to wonder. To wonder, one must be open, be curious. To wonder one must care. Yet he had never cared. To survive was one thing, but he had never cared about anything else, yet when she was around he did care.
When he reached a year, this strange power she had over him became too much. He worked to cut himself off from the others, to withdraw into himself. He almost succeeded, but he could not remove Auralia from his heart. He knew there was little hope of Tempest calling him, and the Mentors openly feared him for his red eyes. Yet Auralia, the one Messenger of Vesper, the one who should fear him most, was his only friend. Knowing she would have to leave, even if he didn't, he left one night without a word. He had nothing left to learn here, and just wanted to get away, to be alone. It was much harder than he ever imagined, leaving his only friend, his only care in the world. For a whole month, he moved farther away from the only home he ever knew, and his only friend. When he stopped, it wasn't by choice, but from exhaustion. He had collapsed, grief, and loss making him numb to his needs. When he awoke, he found he was in a land full of prey and fresh watch, and at this point, devoid of wolves. This would be his home until the urge to move on overcame him.
Behind the Wolf
Your OOC name :: Shadow
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Other characters :: Auralia and Kovu