Of sinners and saints [open]
07-22-2017, 04:57 AM
(This post was last modified: 11-06-2017, 10:59 PM by Lucifer I.)
In the beginning there was one, a being larger than most. It craved power, love, devotion, and power over all. It wanted a dominion over others where they worshipped it. It took many souls under it as it aged into a year. The parents convinced to give their newly weaned litter to it, that it would save their children from a life of suffering under cruelty and hatred. The three it dubbed Raphael, Michael, and Gabriel of the Morningstar. They were to be raised in its saintly ways, to be taught that he was a god. Their parents over time were forgotten and the three convinced that they had been created not born. They were loved well and raised as patron saints for those that became followers of their god to aspire to be like. It was but a year later after they had been given to the god that five more were gifted to the god in secrecy. He dubbed them each with the name Morningstar and gifted them names. They were to be Samael, Uriel, Selaphiel, Barachiel, and Jegudiel. Once they each in turn forgot their birth parents they were introduced to their elder siblings. They were told they were created for a great purpose. It wanted no opposition and so told them they had been created by it to be saints and guardians of it. They were raised by it and their elder siblings, believing fully that they were created with a solid purpose and that their "father" was truly a god. It was two great years before a turmoil struck that shook the very foundations of their lives. Eight would become seven all in the span of one day. It was Samael who shook them to the core. He had always been a problem child, questioning everything and pushing the boundaries. Two women, sisters, had captured his heart. Unbeknownst to them all. They each bore him three children each, a thing that made the man happy and tore him away for long hours on end from his siblings. They didn't question such a thing though as he bathed himself of all the scents before returning to them each day. It was a few short weeks, exactly eight before the deity began to track the man down on his excursions. It caught the females alone with his children upon one occasion. Growing infuriated at Samael' s lack of respect for his ways and jealous of the love he clearly had for these women, it lashed out. It took the lives of the mother's in a quick moment. They stood no chance. The eldest brothers were called then. As Samael returned that day to the place he hid his families he was greeted by them all, they bore stone faces some were even angered as they looked upon him and six children sat before them, each child with tear stained cheeks and confusion in their eyes. The deity then spoke his ultimatum and the crime so all gathered would hear. Samael was to kill his children, repent his sins in order to reclaim the love of his siblings and their god. That he would no longer love another or suffer the consequences. Samael answered firmly and was resolved in his now grieving heart as he gazed upon his two loves, he would not kill his children. He furthered the wrath then, claiming that Abba was no god of his, that a god would not condemn children. The deity answered by ordering his brothers to hold him down. It was Michael, Gabriel and Raphael that did so. Samael was maimed then by the deity, forced to outwardly bare the scars of his sins in the form of two matching scars upon his shoulders. He was stripped of his first name then, to be called only Lucifer by those that knew the light. His children were to be hailed as abominations and he to be shunned and cast out for all eternity or until he could find the light and destroy the sins of himself. He disappeared from them not even a day after, taking his children with him. A year later and they reach the shores of Ardent, intent on setting their home here. But by stoke of luck, a familiar scent is found, stale but nonetheless one the guardians know. It is found without the knowledge reaching Abba, and whether it remains so is yet to be seen. Appearances For the appearances of these wolves I'm open to anything. As Samael is white with blue pads and a black mask. I would like to see these guys as giants but it is not necessary. Builds should fall in the medium to heavy for males and for females light to medium. The saints personalities: these guys should fall in the lawful neutral to lawful good spectrum. There shouldbe no mental disabilities in them and should they fall into a chaotic good nature there should be good reason. They should all be of "saintly" dispositions and believe themselves the defenders from the wicked. They should have a monogamous relationship when they get into them and deem it unrighteous to procreate before marriage. The biggest thing for these guys is that they believe that when they die they will become their God's hierarchy should they lead a good and righteous life. Basically brainwashed into believing Abba is a god. How each feels about the falling of Samael is up to you. The sinners personalities: these guys should fall in the chaotic neutral to chaotic evil spectrum. They can be of any mindset, though Sam is the father of the Morningstar's in this category. They are out to cause mischief and mayhem, their main thing is to have fun with life. The children of Sam are view as his court and addressed as lords and ladies, viewing Sam as their king. He would have raised them to have respect only for themselves and each other, and view all other's as unworthy. His standards are extremely lax as well. Should question Abba's "godliness". They should be angry at Abba, and potentially their aunt's and uncles. Samael would likely have instilled them to follow their hearts to their true paths as well. All followers that joined abba took on the name DeAngeles and when Samael fell from them those that aligned with his thoughts after seeing how abba condemned children left with him and took on the name Daemos. Abba Jehovah~5 years~Nonbinary(they) Expectations for adoption: must be of the lawful neutral type, should be driven to start a pack, believes in the no death penalty and instead casts out their "children" until the lesson has been learned and the sin repented for, believe themselves a god, should not take a mate though if a child should happen should keep the child a secret until it is weaned and then remove the mother from the picture. Gabriel Morningstar~4 years~Male~Taken by Den Michael Morningstar~4 years~Male~Taken by Asena Raphael Morningstar~4 years~Male~Taken by Fenben Uriel Morningstar~3 years~ female~Taken by Keno Selaphiel Morningstar~3 years~Female Barachiel Morningstar~3 years~Male Jegudiel Morningstar~3 years~Male Unnamed branch family members may also be adopted with the last name DeAngeles The sinners Samael "Lucifer" Morningstar(the fallen father)~3 years~Male~Taken by Asena Mammon Morningstar~1 year~Female~ Taken by chrono Sathanus Morningstar~1 year~Female~Taken by Den Beelzebub Morningstar~1 year~Male Asmodeum Morningstar~1 year~Male Leviathan Morningstar~ 1 year~Male~taken by Lolaf Unnamed branch family members may also be adopted with the last name Daemos The teachings of Abba are as follows:
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07-23-2017, 01:58 AM
(This post was last modified: 07-23-2017, 10:34 PM by Kaine.)
OOC Name: Den
Name: Gabriel
Design: DESIGN 45" - Light build (approved of OOC)
Appearance: In a word: glorious. A creature of elegance and grace, Gabriel is something to admire. Biblical beauty has been trapped within an earthly vessel, barely contained by flesh and sinew. Something for which all should strive. Legs that seem to extend for aeons with each step- he is nothing short of a behemoth. Powerful thighs and shoulders propel him over the ground with unearthly ease. A slender form, with narrow shoulders and hips make the archangel appear impossibly delicate and frail by comparison to his siblings. A thick coat of long fur hides how slim his physique truly is, and accentuates his figure well. A long neck and well sculpted skull draw attention to his face, and nirvana exists. Crafted by the heavens, the man bears features nothing short of splendorous.
Shining gold covers the herald from head to toe. The singular, unwavering hue blends him with many landscapes. Each paw is dipped in ivory, reaching no further than his ankles. Gabriel's muzzle is dipped in that same shade, bleached of its divine pigments. Sweeping from his chin and over his snout, it arches across the top of his muzzle and tapers off in a fine point. Then, it can be found blanketing the top of his neck and shoulders, creeping over his ears. It ends in another point between his alabaster brows, a crown of purity.
Soft, sea foam green is the hue of his soul. Gabriel was born blind, and thus the colour claims his eyes in their entirety. Those eyes are pupil-less, and are often called unnerving. His gaze doesn't lock onto whoever he speaks with, and often he cannot be bothered to direct his face at them either. Gabriel is not ashamed of his disability, and embraces it. His father must have created him without sight for a reason, right?
Personality: (True Neutral - Asexual - Homoromantic)
Diplomat - Violence is simply not his way. There is always a solution, and Gabriel will seek it out until his paws are bloody. This is one of his inherent traits, and paints him as weak in many circles. Reason and rationality are favourable to confrontation and war. He always hopes to solve a problem without harsh words or actions. Seeing both sides is paramount to any conflict.
Blunt - Life is short, there isn't any point in beating around the bush. If something needs to be said, Gabriel can be trusted to say it. This often makes him the bearer of bad news, and the one to break up fights within the family. A hard job, but someone had to pull the short straw. He won't pull punches or sugar-coat it. Because of this, he is often mistaken for rude. He doesn't really care.
Charming - In a shy, honest way, Gabriel is a sweet brute. Many fall victim to his timid smiles and awkward ways. He draws others in droves, and can't explain why. Perhaps growing up as a runt has created a monster- a wolf that begs to be loved by all that see him. An easy way of speaking, bordering on a drawl, makes him easy to be around.
Stubborn - Gabriel will not change himself. Nor will he change his ways. He is an immovable object. By the time an opinion has been formed, he is under the firm belief that it is right. The manner in which he lives his life is a routine that can't be altered without risk to his mental health. Change is not his strong suit. Many may attempt to sway him, but they will not succeed.
Driven - There is nothing he can't do. Once he sets his mind to it, Gabriel is determined to finish each task. Whether it is a mission given to him, or one he creates of his own will, he will complete it. It is likely a facet of his own stubbornness, in all actuality.
Gentle - Despite the size of him, Gabriel is hardly a danger. He loves his siblings, and rarely scuffles with them anymore. He can be found lavishing them with casual affection, and taking care of them when he gets a moment. This tenderness extends to most others, and he finds himself with the unofficial title of caregiver. When others are in distress, he is there to fix the problem. He guides lost pups home, and can be found fostering anyone out in a storm within the confines of his own den.
Miscellaneous: Feeling towards the Lord: His father is wise. All powerful, perhaps not, but they are definitely leagues above the average creature. They work in mysterious ways, and cannot always be predicted. Overall, Gabriel loves his father. He bears no ill will towards the deity, and follows his word without question.
Feelings towards Samael's Fall: Samael was a beloved brother, who Gabriel cherished deeply. They got along like peas in a pod, and Samael may even have looked up to him. Having raised him partially, Gabriel feels deep guilt over what happened to him. He cannot let go of the notion that the boy's Fall is somewhat on his shoulders. The taste of his blood in his mouth, the sound of his screaming as he was maimed by the father haunt him. Hindsight is 20/20, and to a blind man that is all the worse. He regrets agreeing to their father's demand. Being a soft-hearted caretaker for the whole group, harming Samael was horrific.
Feelings towards his Nieces and Nephews: Children cannot be expected to bear the weight of their parents' sins. Something born into a world that they cannot change the past of shouldn't be expected to understand the intricacies of it all. Of course, this belief is not spoken. Gabriel knows better than to risk incurring the wrath of his father.
Feelings towards his siblings: LITTERMATES: Those with whom he shared a womb are the most trusted of Gabriel's family. Granted, he believes they were simultaneously created from nothing, but we all know the truth. They are those with whom he airs his grievances with the world, confides in, and serve as his soft place to fall. He would readily protect them with his life and mortal vessel.
YOUNGER: Warmth floods his chest when he remembers the tiny forms of the younger siblings as they emerged from their den. He and his brothers raised the younger children, as their father was too busy with his divine duties. To this day, he will tell them tales, sing them to sleep, and protect them from harm. Despite many of them being bigger and stronger than he himself, he is extremely protective.
Role Play Sample: The gentle chorus of songbirds awoke the herald. The soft pelts beneath him shifted as he stretched weakly. There was no push of another body against him as he moved. No one was in the den. Sightless eyes opened, and tall alabaster audits would swivel in search of signs of his siblings. He scented the air. They didn't usually leave him behind without letting him know what was going on. It was mostly the remnants of worry from when Gabriel was a frail child they had to care for. Groggy, husky vocals would call out cautiously. "Michael?" it was less of a question and more of a demand. If he was nearby, he had better announce himself. Nothing. "Uriel?" Came the next, hesitant bark.
Leaden limbs would slowly arrange themselves beneath the titan. Thank God that everyone else was just as massive, if not more, so they had a big den. He heaved himself to his feet, stretching methodically. It had been a long night, telling stories to lull his siblings into a peaceful sleep. The previous day had been rough. The loss of Samael was still like a stone in their hearts. Heavy paws collided with the earth, at a loss for his usual grace. It was too early for that. He bumped roughly against a stone that had been carelessly knocked into the tunnel leading out of the den. "Guess they didn't think I'd be up yet."
The sunlight beaming down from above warmed his spine, flooding his veins with liquid gold. A deep sigh shuddered through his lungs, clearing the stagnant air of sleep from his chest. Upon inhale, the scent of breakfast made his stomach rumble. They'd left breakfast behind. Haunches folding neatly beneath him, he dipped his head in a quick prayer of thanks. Time to start the day.
Name: Gabriel
Design: DESIGN 45" - Light build (approved of OOC)
Appearance: In a word: glorious. A creature of elegance and grace, Gabriel is something to admire. Biblical beauty has been trapped within an earthly vessel, barely contained by flesh and sinew. Something for which all should strive. Legs that seem to extend for aeons with each step- he is nothing short of a behemoth. Powerful thighs and shoulders propel him over the ground with unearthly ease. A slender form, with narrow shoulders and hips make the archangel appear impossibly delicate and frail by comparison to his siblings. A thick coat of long fur hides how slim his physique truly is, and accentuates his figure well. A long neck and well sculpted skull draw attention to his face, and nirvana exists. Crafted by the heavens, the man bears features nothing short of splendorous.
Shining gold covers the herald from head to toe. The singular, unwavering hue blends him with many landscapes. Each paw is dipped in ivory, reaching no further than his ankles. Gabriel's muzzle is dipped in that same shade, bleached of its divine pigments. Sweeping from his chin and over his snout, it arches across the top of his muzzle and tapers off in a fine point. Then, it can be found blanketing the top of his neck and shoulders, creeping over his ears. It ends in another point between his alabaster brows, a crown of purity.
Soft, sea foam green is the hue of his soul. Gabriel was born blind, and thus the colour claims his eyes in their entirety. Those eyes are pupil-less, and are often called unnerving. His gaze doesn't lock onto whoever he speaks with, and often he cannot be bothered to direct his face at them either. Gabriel is not ashamed of his disability, and embraces it. His father must have created him without sight for a reason, right?
Personality: (True Neutral - Asexual - Homoromantic)
Diplomat - Violence is simply not his way. There is always a solution, and Gabriel will seek it out until his paws are bloody. This is one of his inherent traits, and paints him as weak in many circles. Reason and rationality are favourable to confrontation and war. He always hopes to solve a problem without harsh words or actions. Seeing both sides is paramount to any conflict.
Blunt - Life is short, there isn't any point in beating around the bush. If something needs to be said, Gabriel can be trusted to say it. This often makes him the bearer of bad news, and the one to break up fights within the family. A hard job, but someone had to pull the short straw. He won't pull punches or sugar-coat it. Because of this, he is often mistaken for rude. He doesn't really care.
Charming - In a shy, honest way, Gabriel is a sweet brute. Many fall victim to his timid smiles and awkward ways. He draws others in droves, and can't explain why. Perhaps growing up as a runt has created a monster- a wolf that begs to be loved by all that see him. An easy way of speaking, bordering on a drawl, makes him easy to be around.
Stubborn - Gabriel will not change himself. Nor will he change his ways. He is an immovable object. By the time an opinion has been formed, he is under the firm belief that it is right. The manner in which he lives his life is a routine that can't be altered without risk to his mental health. Change is not his strong suit. Many may attempt to sway him, but they will not succeed.
Driven - There is nothing he can't do. Once he sets his mind to it, Gabriel is determined to finish each task. Whether it is a mission given to him, or one he creates of his own will, he will complete it. It is likely a facet of his own stubbornness, in all actuality.
Gentle - Despite the size of him, Gabriel is hardly a danger. He loves his siblings, and rarely scuffles with them anymore. He can be found lavishing them with casual affection, and taking care of them when he gets a moment. This tenderness extends to most others, and he finds himself with the unofficial title of caregiver. When others are in distress, he is there to fix the problem. He guides lost pups home, and can be found fostering anyone out in a storm within the confines of his own den.
Miscellaneous: Feeling towards the Lord: His father is wise. All powerful, perhaps not, but they are definitely leagues above the average creature. They work in mysterious ways, and cannot always be predicted. Overall, Gabriel loves his father. He bears no ill will towards the deity, and follows his word without question.
Feelings towards Samael's Fall: Samael was a beloved brother, who Gabriel cherished deeply. They got along like peas in a pod, and Samael may even have looked up to him. Having raised him partially, Gabriel feels deep guilt over what happened to him. He cannot let go of the notion that the boy's Fall is somewhat on his shoulders. The taste of his blood in his mouth, the sound of his screaming as he was maimed by the father haunt him. Hindsight is 20/20, and to a blind man that is all the worse. He regrets agreeing to their father's demand. Being a soft-hearted caretaker for the whole group, harming Samael was horrific.
Feelings towards his Nieces and Nephews: Children cannot be expected to bear the weight of their parents' sins. Something born into a world that they cannot change the past of shouldn't be expected to understand the intricacies of it all. Of course, this belief is not spoken. Gabriel knows better than to risk incurring the wrath of his father.
Feelings towards his siblings: LITTERMATES: Those with whom he shared a womb are the most trusted of Gabriel's family. Granted, he believes they were simultaneously created from nothing, but we all know the truth. They are those with whom he airs his grievances with the world, confides in, and serve as his soft place to fall. He would readily protect them with his life and mortal vessel.
YOUNGER: Warmth floods his chest when he remembers the tiny forms of the younger siblings as they emerged from their den. He and his brothers raised the younger children, as their father was too busy with his divine duties. To this day, he will tell them tales, sing them to sleep, and protect them from harm. Despite many of them being bigger and stronger than he himself, he is extremely protective.
Role Play Sample: The gentle chorus of songbirds awoke the herald. The soft pelts beneath him shifted as he stretched weakly. There was no push of another body against him as he moved. No one was in the den. Sightless eyes opened, and tall alabaster audits would swivel in search of signs of his siblings. He scented the air. They didn't usually leave him behind without letting him know what was going on. It was mostly the remnants of worry from when Gabriel was a frail child they had to care for. Groggy, husky vocals would call out cautiously. "Michael?" it was less of a question and more of a demand. If he was nearby, he had better announce himself. Nothing. "Uriel?" Came the next, hesitant bark.
Leaden limbs would slowly arrange themselves beneath the titan. Thank God that everyone else was just as massive, if not more, so they had a big den. He heaved himself to his feet, stretching methodically. It had been a long night, telling stories to lull his siblings into a peaceful sleep. The previous day had been rough. The loss of Samael was still like a stone in their hearts. Heavy paws collided with the earth, at a loss for his usual grace. It was too early for that. He bumped roughly against a stone that had been carelessly knocked into the tunnel leading out of the den. "Guess they didn't think I'd be up yet."
The sunlight beaming down from above warmed his spine, flooding his veins with liquid gold. A deep sigh shuddered through his lungs, clearing the stagnant air of sleep from his chest. Upon inhale, the scent of breakfast made his stomach rumble. They'd left breakfast behind. Haunches folding neatly beneath him, he dipped his head in a quick prayer of thanks. Time to start the day.
07-23-2017, 10:40 PM
Den I'm in love! Gabriel is all yours <3 I look forward to playing with you <3
Lucifer is a grade A jerk. His threads and all posts are rated M for mature. He is cannibalistic and has a tendency to force himself onto anything with four legs. He is bipolar though so he can also be a very nice guy, though also could have a mood change mid thread. You have been forewarned.
As his mate Azariah is allowed in any and all of Lucifer's threads. Unless stated otherwise Lucifer is assumed to be accompanied by his companion, a Wolverine named Noctis.
As his mate Azariah is allowed in any and all of Lucifer's threads. Unless stated otherwise Lucifer is assumed to be accompanied by his companion, a Wolverine named Noctis.
08-14-2017, 08:43 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-16-2017, 04:17 PM by Hirondelle.)
WIP
OC Name: Lolaf
Name: Mammon Avarice Morningstar (Ava)
Design:
![[Image: aYHQDCI.png]](http://i.imgur.com/aYHQDCI.png)
Apearance: While not as giant as her father Ava is still rather tall, looming 36" inches tall. She is slim, almost ethereally so; her edges are angular and sharp giving her an almost fragile look. Long angular limbs are propelled forwards by lithe well hidden muscles. She is a giant china doll, though not nearly as breakable as she may look.
Ava is mostly cloaked in shadow, her coat is coal black broken only by brilliant white. These bright spots are on her middle toes on her right back paw, the tips and back of her ears, the tip of her tail running up half it's length, in a almost heart shaped mask around her eyes that runs down her muzzle to her nose and along her back and curving back across her shoulders in a v shape.
Perhaps most visually stunning is her pair of icy bright blue eyes, they gleam with intelligence and calculated malice.
Personality:
Greedy
Perhaps unsurprisingly Ava's most defining trait is her greed, though she actively seeks out material possessions the thing she craves the most is carnal pleasure. The viper gives little care for who or when or how she simply lusts after the act. It should be unsurprising then that she refuses to be tied down, she will float from lover to lover with no real attachment involved... except for one notable exception.
Claimed
Though she expresses attraction and may even feign affection for others there is only one wolf who can claim her. Her dear brother Leviathan. Though she holds some fondness for her other siblings and father.
Masked
Ava can be exactly what another wants, she wears many masks and can easily slip between them as she sees fit. One minute she can be kind and friendly, the other a suave enchantress, then a dominating force who brooks no argument.
Vengeful
There is only one emotion that can tear down her masks, Ava is a spirit of vengeance. She doesn't take kindly to threats to herself of her family and can be irritated by even the slightest insult. Her anger is deep and consuming and she can demand recompense for even the smallest slight.
Broken
Beneath it all Ava is a very broken individual, she mourns for her mother's death at every moment and simply wishes for her family to be allowed peace. She is dependent on her brother, her dear Levi, and she believes that without him she is worthless and might just deserve the death her extended family craves of her.
Role Play Sample:
The dame curled deep into her brother's side, a rare moment of a genuine smile played across her lips. Slowly she began the process of getting up, her stretching was slow and exaggerated, she rolled her head and then lifted lids. Levi was still snoring beside her and Ava slowly extracted herself from his side.
She circled his prone form and gently nosed at his ear. "I'll be back with a present soon, lover." She purred. Then she moved through the forest, angular limbs pushing her forwards with a deep ferocity. She would get her brother a hare or some other such small snack, that was her plan.
Still her mind set to wander and she fantasied about stumbling upon her dear uncles. She imagined seeing them start and stutter upon finding not only was she alive and well that she had flourished. She imagined the look of surprise upon their face as she charged towards them, fang barred. She imagined the sweetness of their blood as she pulled their throats apart, feasting upon their trachea. Oh how truly beautiful that moment would be.
But there would be no fratricide this morning, only the quick execution of a rabbit that now dangled from the viper's jaw. Hurried paw steps would propel her back to her lover's side. Where she dropped the tasty snack before his still snoozing form. Ava herself set to grooming, in preparation for her brother's awakening. Surely he would be pleased.
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08-14-2017, 10:10 PM
OC Name: Chrono
Name: Leviathan "Levi" Morningstar
Design:
![](http://i.imgur.com/2CWMvXi.png)
Apearance: Leviathan is a large wolf who stands at 36 inches and weighs 155 pounds. He is built mostly of muscle and can be menacing just by looking at him.
Levi is mostly a base of white with some bits ebony littered across his pelt. Half of his tail is black, two of his toes on his back right paw, the tips of his ears, and a V shaped line of fur that splits in the middle of his spine and down his sides. He also has a dark mask that goes around his eyes and down the bridge of his nose. Levi's eyes are a dark blood red that easily scare his victims off.
Levi Stand tall and strong against everyone. He doesn't back down or look weak in any way. He works hard to make himself look bigger and badder than anyone else. He is often grinning but in no way a warming grin. He spawned from evil itself and nothing about his demeanor will give you a false impression.
Personality:
Unmerciful
Levi doesn't care who you are or where you came from and why you're here. Get the hell out of his way or he'll make you. He steals from others, knocks down the weak, and spits in their face. He's not here to make friends.
Hot Headed
It doesn't take much to piss this brute off. A simple look the wrong way and he'll be after you and in your face. Those who know him know to watch what they say unless they wish to spar, he's not gentle with his family either.
Seducing
Levi wants a list of women that he's had under his sheets. He is a charmer but also won't hesitate to push a fae into it without permission. He only holds one true love and this is his sister, Mammon, who he calls Ava.
Rebellious
Levi listens to no one. The only one who has a slight chance to change his mind is Ava. He may seem angry and resilient to the matter at first, but he will usually give some thought to what she says to him and may or may not listen.
Abusive
Levi can be abusive in more than one way. He screams and hollers at others often but can definitely lash out and draw blood. He has no fear of scars or maims. In fact, they are like trophies to him. He expects women to bow at his paws and men to run in the other direction. Who's here to be his slave today?
Role Play Sample:
Name: Leviathan "Levi" Morningstar
Design:
![](http://i.imgur.com/2CWMvXi.png)
Apearance: Leviathan is a large wolf who stands at 36 inches and weighs 155 pounds. He is built mostly of muscle and can be menacing just by looking at him.
Levi is mostly a base of white with some bits ebony littered across his pelt. Half of his tail is black, two of his toes on his back right paw, the tips of his ears, and a V shaped line of fur that splits in the middle of his spine and down his sides. He also has a dark mask that goes around his eyes and down the bridge of his nose. Levi's eyes are a dark blood red that easily scare his victims off.
Levi Stand tall and strong against everyone. He doesn't back down or look weak in any way. He works hard to make himself look bigger and badder than anyone else. He is often grinning but in no way a warming grin. He spawned from evil itself and nothing about his demeanor will give you a false impression.
Personality:
Unmerciful
Levi doesn't care who you are or where you came from and why you're here. Get the hell out of his way or he'll make you. He steals from others, knocks down the weak, and spits in their face. He's not here to make friends.
Hot Headed
It doesn't take much to piss this brute off. A simple look the wrong way and he'll be after you and in your face. Those who know him know to watch what they say unless they wish to spar, he's not gentle with his family either.
Seducing
Levi wants a list of women that he's had under his sheets. He is a charmer but also won't hesitate to push a fae into it without permission. He only holds one true love and this is his sister, Mammon, who he calls Ava.
Rebellious
Levi listens to no one. The only one who has a slight chance to change his mind is Ava. He may seem angry and resilient to the matter at first, but he will usually give some thought to what she says to him and may or may not listen.
Abusive
Levi can be abusive in more than one way. He screams and hollers at others often but can definitely lash out and draw blood. He has no fear of scars or maims. In fact, they are like trophies to him. He expects women to bow at his paws and men to run in the other direction. Who's here to be his slave today?
Role Play Sample: