Feral Heart

I know this question may sound very simple and very stupid. but I have to know for sure.

In the past I was used to making a new char and then simply jump into creating an RP with whom ever wants to join in. is there a change to that? For right now I am kind of aimlessly looking aorund...heh..sort oflike my char is at the moment...

Name: Nobuu (Originally nammed Vertim)
Species: Darther wolf
Age: 145 years
Size: 4' 7"
Weight" 145lbs



Story:

Vertim, was born in a very small family. It hit with many days of bad luck, despite how happy and content they were with their lives. His mother, Marystride, had 4 pups, only to have three of them pass due to complications. But, besides this, there was something else that made Nobuu special besides his strength when he was a mere infant....his fur pattern. Though it was said that blanks and few with the marks under their sight, were said to be the most precious...his fur pattern was the first in his kind. For almost 300 years...

Which..led to alot of questions. In the past, there was a great wolf named Merrik. He lead them through the worse flurries of the first great blizzards many years ago. His fur was the spitting image of that wolf, and the only thing that held Nobuu different to Merrik, was his eyes. So, in growing, he was trained more harshly, given less to eat, he was treated as he was what he looked like...and his mother and father both felt the growing suspicion the more Nobuu was being trained with the other pups.

And soon, one finally asked the mother if she had bedded with Merrik before he had passed? Which, seemed utterly ridiculous! The two barked and jeered all whom came to ask such a question. The wolf had been dead from more than 300 years, and everyone knew that the litters in a female's womb only took 5 months to be made and ready for their birth....but...even with this...why did Nobuu come out to be looking just like him? And even worse, when time moved on...why did he grow to be one of the largest wolves ANYONE had ever seen? Like Merrik was...but only this time Nobuu was actually larger, ran faster, hunted far better, and was far wiser?

Some came to say he was a reincarnation, many other still said that Marystride bedded with the other after 300 years. But it left a large impression in Nobuu's life. For though he wanted to live his own life, he was set on a path at birth, and he was not able to run away from it. No matter how hard he tried, many looked to him for guidance, even when he was unsure. But in some way it always managed to come out alright...his decisions able to prevent the worst cases, most of them a simple guess. But, rather than it making him proud of whom he was...it made him a little dark....and hateful....

He hated the way he was treated...though, many would love to be held up so high. He felt cheated, and he was raged to the point that he once did snap. It was during a hunting trip that he was once again asked to lead. His hunting record was astounding, and had been known to bring back meat of great abundance...but this one...this one trip was to be different.

He left with a party of 7, and yes all 7 came back. But...with a very different prize....which lead to his fury filled moment. Like Merrik, he was born with some that resembled what they called...The Eyes of Fire. Or simply named...'Fury'.

But his, at this time was not controlled...and during the hunt, he was called Merrik...instead of his name...on more than one occasion. ANd it lead to him almost doing a genocide. Everyone of the Darther kind, knew of how life was to work...how everything falls in line and in circle with one another...he took it to the extreme. He bringing back...heads....but not the bodies. His eyes still blaring blue and purple as it lifted from his eyes like smoke.

For days....his eyes were like this. HIs gaze known to make even the elders whom tried to speak to him, freeze...and to leave as they were feeling threatened. His eyes...the thing that even caused demons to hesitate before taking an action. Which, also lead to his name from Vertim....to Nobuu...

The holder of hell...

Days went to weeks....weeks...to a month...than to 2. And on the end of the third month, his eyes finally did come back, but...they no longer the same color of brown when he was born. They turned blue.....Merrik's original eye color...

In this in his knowledge...he secluded himself. He digging his own home miles away from his tribe. Though they all still cared and loved him...most of them loved him with a passion...FAR more now for whom he now sickly resembled....they...feared him. His loving nature, his happy, joyful, caring being...just...left him. Almost over night.

Then One day...his mother and father went to see him...only to find it had been abandoned...and Naboo no where in sight...and since that day...had not returned...

Personality: He now, is a usually dark individual, and almost trust no one. But that does not mean he wont help nor speak. It takes a little work...and some very clever open ended questions...He...does have one thing though...despite how much he hates it...he has a small soft spot for pups. Due to his past, he had been very protective of lost or abandoned cubs,pups, and at times prey infants and things like them...he is a walking time bomb however....the name Merrik...one of the matches for the fuse.
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Darther wolf Species

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Well, though...I know I probably am an idiot for posting this here...but..I would like to know something. I have a large love to role play with beings in and out of the game..(Though...I have not seen them in game at all^^;..

I just...dont know where to start. THis forum is much larger than the ones I have been in before, and I have to say, though...it may be rather weak of me to say this i know...it is a bit overwhelming...

So any help would be nice in how to start RPing in the forums. ^^

The Darther Wolves are a very rare type of wolf. Large in size and light, they are able to cover large and vasts areas with no wear on their bodies, they have been marked as defenders, and since they live for so long, 500-2000 years, they usually do not mate. Sure one would think about it, but they keep their numbers small to preserve their kind. There are only a few tribes, about 3, of these wolves, and they all are allied to themselves. About 300 left out there.

These large but sleek wolves are sturdy and tough, some born with and without wings. The ones without coming out to be much more tough and strong than the fliers due to their smaller more feminine frame, but even they can pack a major punch if need be. They using their flying to have an advantage on foes below them. The grounded wolves use their speed and brute strength against all whom stay in their way, the winged wolves being only the support for being in the air.

These wolves usually tower of the norm sized, but even some of there wolves have a dwarf, and it is not uncommon to see. Some stand about 2' tall as others can be about 5 ' at the shoulders. The females being typically bigger than the males, but the males being better fighters than the females. The females oddly enough, being the flying type, as the males though smaller are geared to being the grounded. But in the society there is not alpha or omegas, they all live like a small community. But they do have a way in making things right, as a community. Everyone pitches in and everyone reaps the benefits, that is how it goes.

Their fur is relatively smooth and silky to the touch, but if tried to be removed, it is utterly almost impossible. Their fur is strong enough to hold their weight, and even stop them dead in their tracks if their was to snagged on a tree if they are running or flying at top speed, which can be an issue if they are tangled. For though they have fur, some have a style of hair that sort of matches human. Their fur patters come in VERY imaginative combinations, but the ones whom are blank or have very little, or have facial marking only under their eyes, are considered to be treasured gifts, and as well as sought after when mating seasons or just the need to have a mate to love comes about.

They are very shy, but strong race. Very clean as well, but they will get down and dirty when fun or fight is in view. Even with their shy demeanor, they can be as robust and bright as a sun. But just meeting one of these creatures....is highly unlikely. Since they rarely mate with their own...and NEVER outside of their species, even though there is not a rule, they stay in the area in which they were originated, in a very high place where the snow falls non stop. There only being a very few whom, braved the other parts of the world. Happily all do return from their ventures, carrying stories for the smaller generation to learn. So that when they grow up and are old enough to see for themselves, they will a little prepared.

There is one more thing that makes the Darther Wolf so unique. How they age. They are born as pups and when they reach the age of 100 (20 in human years), stop aging all together almost, they only growing more delicate or more hansom as they age. Also, their fur seems to have a very wonderful sheen that seems to glow beautifully when the sun hits it just right.  Which also makes them prone to be sought after to be courted by so many by both male and female.

The Darther wolf has seen many things in time, and have so much knowledge packed into their minds. They surpassing many others when they reach the age of about 400. And with that, they have the most lovable and most amazing adoration when it comes their families. Nothing trumps higher than their families and closest friends, for when there is a death, the mate of that whom passed, does not mate with another almost ever. Both females and males are like this. Yes, there are a few whom do find love again, but it is very difficult for them. Cause they know it would not be the same, and it is equally more difficult for when they have to let go. But in a new relationship, on the eve of the fallen love's birth and death, they celebrate in the time they shared, and of the day of their birthday and death, they seclude themselves in the home. They allowing grief to take over so that they can never forget, nor be hindered by the emotions for the year to come.

These social wolves also have been known to adopt other species, even when the female had her littler, they only being about 3-4 in size each time she grew pregnant with her mate. Lions, tigers, other types of wolves, and just about any other species whom got lost or strayed to deep into the snowy mountains, or....were simply lucky to be spotted by the more adventurous wolf whom goes around the world in search for answers or for the wonder.


((Pic will be here soon, I just need to get my printer working. ^^))