Post by dutches401 on Dec 27, 2008 12:35:11 GMT -5
"You Can't take the kid from the fight, Take the fight from the kid"
Written in Stone;;
Nykledermik
You Can Call Me;;
Nyk
My Parents Where;;
Timber Wolf
At The Whithers;;
34 1/2 Inches
Born As;;
Brute
Now You See Me;;
Quite light and racey for a timber wolf, Nyk, is a more feminine version of his specie, although truth be told he is solid brute. He is at the taller edge of the Timber Wolf spectrum, and looks like a wolf built for speed. And it looks as if he has almost no muscle, thinking this, of course, would be a lie. He is quite the strong wolf, but he is quicker than he is strong, and has learned to use that to his advantage. He has the average timber wolf pattern, grey and cream with black guard heads riding along his head, back and tail, but he has more than the average amount of cream and it goes higher than usual. Gliding thickly down his back, the black guard hairs come out at the whithers to curve into a point on his lower chest on both sides. The fur on the fronts of his forelegs also carry black tipped guard hairs. The brute's ears are a rust brown, fading into a creamish colour that is guarded with black tips. Nykledermik's pelt is a bit shaggy and gives him the look of almost 'fluffy'. The fur fans out in some places, giving him a puppy look. His eyes are a light amber, or almost gold even, with specks of black.
This Lifetime;;
Three Years
The Inside that Counts;;
Vicous, Gutsy, He will not hesitate to take a chunk out of someone, and will do it with an almost happy essence, he is vicous and cruel, aggressive and bitter. He has no remorse for his actions and has been known to even go after some of the toughest wolves around, including previous masters. This isnt always good though, actually, this would be considered a downfall, as he often gets injured. Of course, his injury only makes him angrier. This boy will fight until he just cant fight anymore, with the weakest legs he will continue to force himself up, if its even a possibility. This trait will probably be the death of him one day.
Insane, Mad, Alot of wolves and horses alike say he is just a bit of his rocker these days. Many masters wont take him due to his excessively violent nature, and insane traits. He is unpredictable and has been known to lash out and attack at insanely random moments, for no good reason. Nyk is one of those wolves you wonder if they where dropped on their head as a young infant, most animals say "He is a mad wolf, mad, I tell you". He has never had a true friend other then his own two siblings, but does that even really count? And of course with the way he acts, a friend is expected anytime soon, maybe just a bunch of enemies and some freaked out people.
Mute, Broken Record, Nyk rarely, rarely speaks, this makes having a conversation with the stubborn brute very difficult and much of a challenge. His usual communication is snarls, growls and the occasional "Back off!". And when he does speak, this wolf is like a broken record, quite repetitive and pushy. He insists things that make no sense, and gives the weirdest answers to questions, sometimes in the form of a question itself. Most people just learn to tell from his body language, heck, most people avoid contact with him.
Do You Remember;;
First year Nyk was born of two free roaming wolves, three pups in the litter, he was the eldest. They where left to fend for themselves way to young when both parents dissapeared one night, and Nyk was forced to try and keep his two younger siblings alive. Lucky for them, he was always thin and lanky, quite speedy and could much easier than the two catch the prey that was common, like Squirrel and Rabbit. He was almost like a father to them, giving them all the food he had until they where full before feeding himself. Unfortunately, though, his younger sister had grown ill, and ended up dying shortly after turning 5 months. This made Nyk fall into an almost depression, but he was forced to keep strong for his brother. The two struggled for the next couple months, but he managed to keep them full and out of danger. Around their 11th month of life, Lyythe, his brother, hadnt returned when he went out looking for prey. Nyk tried to find him, but his effort was futile, and he deepened into depression.
Year Two I guess you could say this was the year Nykledermik became mad, insane. His depression was covered with anger, and aggression, he became anti-social and bitter, cold hearted and cruel. Though he was still pent on finding his brother, he knew he must be alive, for he never found a body. He struggled long and heard to keep himself alive, but he was determined. This was also the year that Nyk had gotten captured. He was ambushed by a good 5 or 6 wolves, and as quickfooted as he was, 1 against 5, the odds where against him and he put up a good fight. But in the end he was taken down, and this was when he became a slave. This experience only made him worse, he became more mad, more crazed then he ever was. Masters didnt want him, they didnt want to put the effort forth to keep him in line or risk injury to their already owned slaves.
Year Three Year three he spent the whole time being thrown from master to master, geting worse by the day. Now he is again being given up by his current master, and he awaits the next.
Kodak Moment;;
This image is only temporary, I do plan on using the same wolf picture though, so here goes;;
My Unfortunate Standing;;
Slave
"Ive already given up on myself twice, third time is the charm. Third time is the charm."[/size]
ooc// I hope this is a good form, if I broke any rules I wont hesitate to change things. Thanks.
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