Post by hush on May 10, 2012 18:26:51 GMT -5
KAISER RABAN
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NAME; Kaiser Raban
pronunciation; Ky-ser Rah-ban
nickname; Kaiser
meaning; Severed Raven
origin; German
GENDER; Male
AGE; 2 ½ Years
BIRTH SEASON; Spring
SPECIES; Maned Wolf
PACK PREFERENCE; Ilahlari
RANK; Unknown
FUR COLOR; Varying shades of green, black, and blue.
EYE COLOR; Silver, like chrome.
BODY BUILD; Lithe. Sinewy.
UNUSUAL MARKINGS; Innumerable star like markings scattered across his galaxy of a pelt. A ring of reflective yet flat grey around his right eye.
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION;
Kaiser was most definitely built for speed and grace. His long legs are slender and lend the brute a fluid gait that many an essa will never achieve despite their efforts. His legs are not the only delicate things about the male however, is general the jester is very nimble in build and carries little to no sharp angles. Speed can be used most effectively when one is streamlined; when one is carefully bred to be a demon of speed.
Kaiser’s coat is a nova of abysmal blacks, cyborg blues, and hazy greens. Randomly scattered about his canvass are pinpricks of light and softly shaped swirls of what seem to be star clusters, his pelt is nothing short of a galaxy it seems. The frontal end of him is more darkly colored than his hips and tail and this helps to bring out his eyes, a set of gleaming chrome colored orbs that seem sharp as steel. His claws are similarly colored are as his razor sharp teeth. He creates quite the smile with his reflective fangs, not that he ever smiles.
AFFILIATION; Dark.
SEXUAL ORIENTATION; Heterosexual.
LIKES!;
- Night.
- Order.
- Ego stroking.
DISLIKES!;
- Idiots. Morons….Dumb-asses in general.
- Repeated questions.
- Being questioned.
PERSONALITY!;
When you’re born into a militaristic pack, you’re bound to be mentally affected by it. Kaiser is no different. The male has a strong sense of duty and is the type of beast that demands respect. He’s used to being a commander and that aspect of him has never really faded. He uses menace and gruesome threats to get what he wants and the aura that plagues him usually cowers others into doing what he says. When a wolf is dead serious about ripping out your chest frame what are you going to do? Kaiser is a straight to the point wolf and isn’t known for his patience, let alone his ability to ‘beat around the bush’. He’s a kill first ask questions later kind of guy.
He’s a prideful beast too, to make matters worse. Vanity is usually mentioned when describing Kaiser’s character, but don’t let him hear you call him that or there’ll be hell to pay for everyone involved, and probably some that aren’t. He knows that his skills make him an asset to any pack, but doesn’t seem to understand that, yes, even he can be far more trouble than he’s worth. Unfortunately for him, the first words out of his mouth are usually some statement about how much somebody needs him. Poor Kaiser can’t seem to understand that even the most valuable of assets can be replaced if someone becomes to…tedious.
If you can get past the menacing threats and vain attitude however, you will find….more excessive military traits. There really is no fun side to the wolf at all, if he ever laughs or smiles run away like your rump is set ablaze because Kaiser probably has something much worse in mind for you. His velvety tone is deceivingly gentle, never trust it. Still, due to his upbringing he is a very faithful soldier and won’t hesitate to defend anything or anyone that he deems worthy.
HISTORY!;
`MOTHER: Ache
`FATHER: Krahe
`SIBLINGS: Blitz
`MATE: N/A
`PUPS: N/A
Says optional in the rules?
THEME SONG(S)!;
- "SONG HERE", BY THIS BAND.
- "SONG HERE", BY THIS BAND.
MEMBER NAME;
RP EXAMPLE;
The usual swagger that had Hush’s hips teasingly swaying was absent from his walk today, his steps more slow and absent. His large ebon ears fell into his face yet the handsome brute did nothing to blow them away, allowing the dark blue tassels on the end to tickle his nose. His usually charming smile was dismal and his glowing candle-light eyes dimmed in contemplation. And what would have the usually charismatic male so deep in thought? His precarious future; something dear to him put in danger under unfortunate circumstance.
Blight LaReign…Hush allowed the name to roll around in his mind. He knew not why the male had stepped down from his post only that he had and now his and Hush’s deal was terminated. And that worried the sleekly feminine brute. Where did he now rest in Iatia’s ranks? Such uncertainty threw him off balance, an uncommon occurrence that Hush immediately knew he distinctly loathed. Was he still Beta? Or had he fallen back into the position of loner? Eggshells were scattered about his feet and Hush had to walk this path on delicately placed paws lest he crack them all to ruins.
Another name rolled across the brujo’s mind, Zelia. The new alphess and a wolf Hush knew little to nothing about. Had she known of his and Blights deal? Or did she not even notice his presence during Blight’s short-lived reign? More unanswerable questions that only further darkened the graceful lupos mood. He only knew she was referred to as a gypsy, and even with that information he knew not the wolf behind the name. It would have been preferred to gather knowledge on this essa before he approached her but there was no time for such tedious work; he had to meet with her now and discuss a new deal.
Hush paused as a soft bubbling reached his ears and he flipped his auds out of his face, wrinkling his nose in indignity. Cursed ears. The low cascading song tickled his ears once more and Hush creeped forward before smiling gently. A brook lay before him, winding a little crystalline path through the dense forest. Lovely. Here, he decided, was where he would meet his new alphess and, hopefully, strike a crafty bargain.
His lungs drew in air and the small pixie-like wolf released his howl, a charming cadence that held a sharp haunting edge to it that clearly spoke one word. Necromancer. His tune was short and to the point, no use drawing out his call like an idiot and winding himself like some fools choose to. With his call taken care of Hush tenderly sat himself near the lip of the bubbling brook and awaited Zelia, a polite smile on his lips.
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