Destruction Adopts

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Pup trying for: Shrike
Character name: Pipit

Design: LINK

Personality:
Intuitive - Adaptable - Thoughtful - Analytical
Pipit is as changeable as they come. This adaptability stems from a desire to find the best strategies to implement his ideas, not naivety. Problem solving is his thing; he lives in a world of ideas and strategic planning, valuing intelligence, knowledge and competence above the softer, emotional side of things. Because of this he goes about problem-solving with cold logic and hard, unfeeling reason, something that will undoubtedly put him at odds with more emotional, heart-led wolves. It's likely that this logic, delivered bluntly and with little thought to the sensitivities of those around him, will make him come across as callous and unfeeling.

Calm - Dependable - Loyal
As steadfast as they come, Pipit is the kind of guy who will back his friends and family up even he he thinks they're the looneyiest looney toon in the 'bin. Of course he'll do everything in his power to change their mind, but should that prove to be impossible he will follow them to the ends of the earth if he has to. What friends he has mean the world to him and for them he would do anything. He's not boisterous or overly demonstrative with his affections, choosing instead to show his feelings through quiet works and small gestures. While perhaps not the most exciting or fun friend, he is nothing if not dependable and rock solid, willing and able to weather whatever storm may come.

Unflappable - Reasonable - Even-tempered
It's not easy to get under Pipit's skin. He's not prone to wanton acts of rage or temper tantrums. Bitch fits and meltdowns are, in his opinion, for lesser creatures. He'd rather use his head and win an argument with reason than with volume and he firmly believes that being able to deliver his side calmly puts him head and shoulders above those who lace their words with barbs and slights. Insults rarely bother him; in an argument he'd rather be the one who comes across as knowledgeable and collected, and anyone who can't manage that is probably as infantile as they seem and thus isn't worth his anger. Of course there are exceptions to every rule and Pipit has one easily exploited flaw. Calling him Pippy is asking for a fight and only his closest friends and family can get away with it without some kind of retaliation.

Rank wanted: Seconda Guardia

RP sample: "Pippy! Eyyyyy Pippeeeeeh!" Upon hearing those words Pipit's skin flushed with embarrassment. The insides of his ears turned a shade of scarlet usually reserved for sunsets and parrots. He ducked his head and exchanged his lackadaisical pace for a hurried slink in the hopes of escaping his pursuer. There were few things he truly hated, but sitting atop the list was his name. Oh, how he hated it. Heart and soul he was a fighter, but it was hard to cut an impressive, manly figure when you were named after a twittery bird. His name may as well have been Susie.

The brute, his mood now soured, slunk to the river's edge and scuttled under a bush in the hopes of being overlooked by his pursuer. Maybe if he were really, really lucky she'd go away. In the distance he could hear her voice getting closer, that hateful, silly nickname falling from her lips with a rapidity that made it sound like - surprise surprise - the call of a bird. He ground his teeth together as she added to the call. "Heeeeeere pippypippy! PIIIIIPPITYpippitypippity! Heeeeere pippypippy!"

His eyes pinched shut, brow furrowing in concentration. "Please," he silently prayed to whatever deity might be listening. "Please let her fall into the river."