Post by Cabolt on Jan 10, 2006 19:46:33 GMT -5
Name: Cabolt
age: 7 months
gender: Male
pups: None
mate: None
history: Born into a mountain pack with a dedication to anihalating other packs, Cabolt was the oldest of three, son of the alphas. He grew up as a prince under the reign of his mother Tana, who, despite being such a small wolf, cast a long cold shadow. He never saw his father, but from gossip he heard, he had used to be a great, strong brute, and that Cabolt was a spitting image of him. His sister was taken from the pack for an unknown reason, and he never saw her again.
Meanwhile, Cabolt slowly learned more about his mother, and what the pack's true existence was. He learned the truth of the courtship of his parents, and what had really happened to his father; who was not dead, but confined to a cave, unable to come out or have any communication with other. He had become weak and broken, and the thought that Cabolt was 'exactly like his father was' suddenly turned his blood cold. And then one night, Tana came to him in secret and asked him to follow her. She already had decided to leave the pack to fend for itself, and leave with Ferrel, and Cabolt as well.
There was a shouting argument like no other as Cabolt openly defied her, and the two hot-tempered wolves, mother and pup, fought verbally; Cabolt screaming out his hatred for her ways, Tana shouting her insistance that she obey him. The fight came to a few blows at the end, which the pup buckled under. His mother simply left him there, taking her other son and bolting.
personality: Drawn-back and cold, Cabolt is skeptical of nearly anything. What he wants more than anything is to prove himself stronger than his father was, and because of this is strongly against romance and relishes fighting. He also enjoys labeling wolves, and pretty much anything else, and loves to hold grudges. Once your his enemy, you're his enemy for life. And it might be just because he said so.
eyes: Clear Gold
breed/color: Timber wolf
Fur color: Grey-white
EDIT: Random Information:
-Speaks with a slight hispanic accent, even though he's from the northparts
-Is rather big for his age
-Considers himself to be 'antisocial'
age: 7 months
gender: Male
pups: None
mate: None
history: Born into a mountain pack with a dedication to anihalating other packs, Cabolt was the oldest of three, son of the alphas. He grew up as a prince under the reign of his mother Tana, who, despite being such a small wolf, cast a long cold shadow. He never saw his father, but from gossip he heard, he had used to be a great, strong brute, and that Cabolt was a spitting image of him. His sister was taken from the pack for an unknown reason, and he never saw her again.
Meanwhile, Cabolt slowly learned more about his mother, and what the pack's true existence was. He learned the truth of the courtship of his parents, and what had really happened to his father; who was not dead, but confined to a cave, unable to come out or have any communication with other. He had become weak and broken, and the thought that Cabolt was 'exactly like his father was' suddenly turned his blood cold. And then one night, Tana came to him in secret and asked him to follow her. She already had decided to leave the pack to fend for itself, and leave with Ferrel, and Cabolt as well.
There was a shouting argument like no other as Cabolt openly defied her, and the two hot-tempered wolves, mother and pup, fought verbally; Cabolt screaming out his hatred for her ways, Tana shouting her insistance that she obey him. The fight came to a few blows at the end, which the pup buckled under. His mother simply left him there, taking her other son and bolting.
personality: Drawn-back and cold, Cabolt is skeptical of nearly anything. What he wants more than anything is to prove himself stronger than his father was, and because of this is strongly against romance and relishes fighting. He also enjoys labeling wolves, and pretty much anything else, and loves to hold grudges. Once your his enemy, you're his enemy for life. And it might be just because he said so.
eyes: Clear Gold
breed/color: Timber wolf
Fur color: Grey-white
EDIT: Random Information:
-Speaks with a slight hispanic accent, even though he's from the northparts
-Is rather big for his age
-Considers himself to be 'antisocial'
