Vitus and Archie

Ooc name: Keno

Applying for: Vitus Armada

Name: Vitus Armada

Appearace:

Vitus is a male who stands at a rather comfortable height of thirty-six inches tall. He bears a large frame, supporting one hundred and thirty six pounds that is more muscle than fat. His body is strong, supporting fine muscles particularly in his chest, back, and legs. It is obvious the young man keeps up on his training, keeping his body well toned and fit. He carries his weight well, a bit better than the average Joe, though far from being a sight to behold.

His body is covered in deep slate blue, dark enough to appear black when there is little light available. When in strong light he might appear a stronger blue than his slate color might suggest. This is all a matter of how the light reflects upon his coat, and what the eye perceives, much like the ocean in the night. But shifting from that deep color is silver that touches his body, specifically upon his face in a marking that stretches over his cheeks, brows, chest, belly, paws, and tail tip.

The last noticeable think about Vitus’ appearance is his eyes. Rich blood red orbs ringed with emerald make up those orbs, and they are certainly eye catching. They are expressive, cooperating with the rest of Vitus’ body to show how he is truly feeling. By focusing on his eyes and ears alone one should be able to tell whether or not the young man is content, saddened, or somewhere in between.

Personality:

Vitus is a man of few words, and not because he is mute, but because speaking pains him. His throat is sensitive to speech, and talking gives him trouble any higher than a whisper. Because of this Vitus is a male who prefers actions to words, particularly when it comes to more serious and sensitive subjects. He is very hands on and approachable, even when others are not, making him a bit of a strange being. He craves touch, to read body language, as he feels this is the most pure form of communication out there.

Overall Vitus is gentle in nature. He has a kind, warm heart, willing to help those in ned. This goes beyond just his family and friends, as the young man acts almost as if following the code of chivalry. He is not afraid to die for his charge, or do what he needs to do. He simply acts, to protect those who are good. His views, while they might clash with others, are something that he takes great pride in, and he stands by them no matter what. An honorable sense runs deep within him, particularly in battle, as he is not one to go after another without just cause.

Loyalty is another strong trait within Vitus’ very being. He will stand beside those he has chosen to protect with unwavering loyalty. He is also an intelligent young brute, but sometimes he does not always use his head. Reckless behavior, particularly when loved ones are in danger, could potentially be Vitus’ greatest downfall. He acts solely on instinct, doing what he believes is best for himself and those that he loves.

Another thing to be aid about Virus is the fact he is a humble creature. His successes are not seen as great accomplishments, but rather they are seen as something minuscule, or simply doing what is right. Vitus doesn’t believe he is any more or any less than any other wolf. He is not one to let anger get to him either, keeping a calm head in the most dire of situations. He is a logical thinker, one who likes to look at the different sorts of solutions for a problem before finding an answer.

Finally, deep down Vitus is lost. He shows some signs of depression, though mildly so. Most would never know that the man, hiding behind a smile, has a dark thought in his head. He feels guilty that he has left his family behind, and hopes that, in returning to them, he might be able to make things up to them. Vitus often beats himself up in his head, regretting decisions he has made while using a “mask” to make sure no one ever knows of the trauma going on within.

Plans:
-Reunite with family in Fiori
-Join Fiori
-Train hard, try to get a high rank
-Thread with the fambam <3
-Be a cutie potato

RP sample:

A breath would be expelled into the cold silence. Night had fallen upon the realm that was known as Alacritia, and within it a young man moved. He moved with purpose, his gaze bright, alert, as he traveled. The snow that crunched underpaw was merely a reminder that he continued on, running back to a past that he never should have abandoned in the first place. It pained him, it did, how he had so foolishly left behind his home. His family. Were his mothers alright? Were his brothers still there? Would he have more siblings when he returned? There were so many questions buzzing about Vitus’ head. There were so many things left unanswered, and, quite frankly, he was desperate to find out what happened to them.

He remembered Fiori. The place his mothers had moved to in order to call their home. But after that everything was a blur. He had a nightmare one night, that much he could remember, and into the darkness he would slip away. Into the emptiness of the night, where nothing but air and the sounds of the evening met him. It was almost... Peaceful. But he had run. He had run away from that nightmare like one might run away from disease or war. What was in that nightmare? Some of the most gruesome images of his family he had ever seen... And Vitus knew.... He knew he had to get stronger in order to protect them.

Another breath would be expelled into the air, frost forming before his face. Vitus would pause, lifting a paw into the air as he checked for his bearings. Where was he? Where was this place? It was cold... And he was surely lost. This was not the East that he sought, nor was it Fiori. Perhaps it was Northern Alacritia? Gods above he surely hoped so. If he didn’t find his way home he knew it was going to continue eating at his mind; the guilt. The Emptiness. He couldn't allow that to happen.

...and so Vitus would press on. If he had to he would simply need to find somewhere he could rest here for the night. Somewhere out of the cold and biting wind. Such a shame it looked as though there was nothing but snow around on this night. Glancing to the sky he would let his ears tilt back in agitation. Snow. More of it was falling from the heavens. He would let out a small puff of air through his nostrils before changing the course of his direction again. There were mountains this way... and where there were mountains there was bound to be a cave. It wouldn't be the warmest... but it would definitely keep him out of the wind and snow at the very least.