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Post by Bengal Brat on Apr 18, 2009 20:36:03 GMT -5
Full Name: Nistorachi (nist - oh - rah - chee)
Nickname: Nisto, Rachi
Breed: Eastern Wolf
Height: 39.5"
Gender: Male
Appearance: Nisto is absolutely massive. Each paw is 4" long and 3.5" wide with long, almost cat-like claws. It would take 3 adult male humans using both hands to put their hands fully around his neck, and his tail is an amazing 22" long. Fangs are abnormally long, so his jaw is very big as well. The brute is very stocky with huge, hard muscles beneath a shaggy pelt of black, gray, cream, brown, and red. The very tip of his ears resemble that of a lynx's; there is a very odd wisp of fur that sticks up, giving him a rather regal look. Nisto is missing a chunk out of the top-left corner of his left nostril, helping him to appear like an outlaw. One couldn't necessarily say that Nistorachi is handsome, but he's not all that bad to look at, either.
Age: 5 moonflights (years)
Personality: Nistorachi is what one would call completely straight-up; he tells the truth, even if it means hurting someone's feelings. He tells it like it is with such conviction that hardly anyone would dare speak against him. When he puts his mind to something, Nisto will work at it until whatever it is that he wanted to do is finally accomplished. In his eyes, slavery is so bad that death would be like a paradise for a slave. Anyone who thinks that they're all that are instantly dead in his book, and once they're there, they never come off. Nisto can be very mean at times, but has a deep fatherly love for all young wolves and foals, and has an unbreakable amount of compassion for slaves. To be honest, Nistorachi is a real mystery.
History: Nistorachi's past has been kept a secret for many years now, and he's not about to reveal it to anyone any time soon. However, for the good of on-lookers, he will... When he was younger, Nisto met the most beautiful she-wolf pup in the entire area. Both pups fell in love immediately, but their parents couldn't help but think that it was just a crush, and that eventually they would go their separate ways. Then, when they were about two years old, Natasha revealed a secret that she expected to ruin their relationship; her parents had gone ahead and planned an arranged-mating. She was already taken by someone else who she hadn't met. At first, Nisto was greatly saddened, but soon tried to convince Natasha that this could be helped, but it would come with a consequence. The only way that her betrothed wouldn't come and take her away was if she was carrying another brute's pups. Right away, the white wolfess said no, and Nisto's heart sank; so she would be mated by a stranger, and he couldn't do anything about it... great. After that day, things between them grew more and more awkward until they hardly spoke. Then, one day, about a year later, a huge great plains wolf appeared in the forest; he was Zackaria, the wolf who Natasha had been promised to. He and his new mate disappeared one day and returned the next morning; the next time that Nisto saw her, the love of his life was pregnant. A few months later, on a night without a moon, a huge group of brute wolves appeared in the forest. With Zackaria at the head, they ran around and raped as many fems as they could; the instant they were done, the she-wolves were shackled and hauled away. Free-roaming adult brujos were slaughtered on the spot, while the younger males were chained and taken away. Last to go was Natasha. Horror filled her eyes as her mate through a heavy chain around her neck and yanked her after him. She begged and pleaded for him to let her go, but the great plains wolf wouldn't give in. Natasha dropped to the ground and rolled on her back, desperately trying to free herself from the chains that held her captive. She cursed the entire time, and threw threats of murder at Zackaria. At that, the brute let go of the chain and leaped on top of the flailing femme. Claws slashed at her stomach, and blood and fur flied. Screams of pain and outrage left Natasha's mouth before everything suddenly stopped. Her mate jumped off of her and stalked away, spitting out tufts of her white pelt. Nistorachi crawled out from a hole in the ground and ran to the slain wolfess's body. Her beautiful pelt of snow was stained red with blood, and her stomach was scratched up terribly. The brute licked her chin, and in doing so, revealed a long, deep slash in the soft tissue of her throat; the final wound. A sob of complete and total sadness erupted from deep in his chest, and tears came in a rushing river. Nistorachi laid beside Natasha, crying until he could cry no more. Finally, when the tears could come no more, he buried her, and then walked away, without looking back.
Master, Slave, or Free-Roaming? Master/Alpha (for "The Plot")
