A Rare Opportunity
01-15-2018, 11:32 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-31-2018, 12:58 AM by Dragon.)
Name: Altair Saxe (Brightest star of the constellation Aquila, thought it might be fitting XD)
Gender: Male
Design: The one above
Physical Description:
Altair is a beast that when he walks into a room, heads turn to gawk. Taking after his father's line, he stands at a height of 42" with a hefty warriors bulk. As if he were born from the very pillars of creation themselves, he is a fantastic beast and one to be admired. His coat is a swirl of dark and earthen colors with darker hues of blue and green. He takes a combination of colors from both mother and father, taking the mesmerizing galactic swirls of his mother with earthen red tones complete with surreal swirls of greens and blues. The combination makes him look like he walked out a dream or like he was born from the very galaxies that sit in the world beyond those of Ardent. His fur is thick and smooth, well suited for both hot and cold weather and Altair takes great care of his appearance, but doesn't throw a fit should it get dirty or soiled with the blood of others. With a multitude of colors on him, he seems to catch the eye of all who gaze upon him. Each hair blends into the next and has even taken the silver banding on each dark hair from his sire's line. The swirling blues and greens cover a large part of his body in no particular pattern as does the reddish brown, though the latter color takes up the majority of his head and neck, legs, and tail. He bears a more washed out gray beneath his chin and neck with part of it sweeping up towards his cheeks similar to a wave, as well as his underside and elbows.
Altair has the telltale signs of the Saxe line, and it's evident with the four white dots beneath silvery white eyes. A dark muzzle compliments his light colored eyes and the lighter markings on his face (also does well to hide any blood he might have acquired from those he fights), and all in all it gives him a potentially fearsome and regal look. With his body built more like his father's, Altair has a barrel like chest with strong sturdy legs. His head and neck are heavy and thick to accommodate the saber like fangs that, like his father, protrude from his upper jaw. He's built mostly like a tank with powerful muscles hidden beneath gorgeous fur. To top it all off, he appears to have star-like markings strewn across his form much like his mother's side of the family.
Personality: As a child, Altair will show much of the curiosity that many pups have and will, of course, be every bit the mischief maker. He of course will know when not to overstep his boundaries, but rules or no rules, he won't hesitate to try to push his boundaries to the limit. Be it toeing the lines of other packs or bugging his dad until just before he reaches his boiling point (a simmer? xP), the boy will test each and every limit he possibly can. He is curious about the world, mostly wondering why there's wolves that don't have teeth like he does because, y'know, he thinks it's normal that wolves are supposed to have saber-like fangs. The male will often go out of his way to explore the new thing and he likes talking to strangers. In fact, he insists on talking to strangers because who knows, maybe they could be of some use to him when he gets older. If he gets bored in conversation, however, he'll let you know pretty quick. There are few things that interest him, and pleasantries and random talk about nothing are definitely on the list of things that bore him. When he has conversations, you can expect quite a few questions fly from his mouth, and rest assured not all of them might be appropriate. He has no filter and will say whatever comes to mind no matter how rude it might sound. It's not entirely intentional, it's just his curiosity and his straightforwardness. He doesn't really like to beat around the bush, so you can also expect him to be quite blunt about things as well.
Altair may also be known to be the rebellious type in his young years. Although he doesn't like being told no, he's more than likely going to listen to his dad more than anyone else. Any other authority figure? Little to no chance. He'd likely go and do his own thing instead with little regard to whoever else told him to go do the thing. He simply doesn't like anyone else who tries to control him, and as he grows older, he may sometimes try to pick a fight with those who try to tell him what to do. Unless of course, he respects you enough to listen. As he grows older (into his teens?), Altair may turn out to be arrogant and overconfident. But is it really arrogance and overconfidence if he thinks he can pull off whatever he's doing? He's quick to learn and has a sharp mind, the male soaking in information each and every day. He is a thrill seeker, of course, and is willing to do even the most dangerous and tedious tasks that nobody else wants to do if only to prove himself that he's just better than you and not afraid to do what the other wimps were too scared to do.
Altair lacks compassion for his enemies and sometimes even his friends on some occasions. He's simply not willing to risk his neck for someone else, especially if they got themselves into whatever mess they're in. For his family, however, he is more than devoted. He may be sarcastic here and there, but it's all in good humor. For them, he is willing to do what it takes so long as it doesn't kill him. He's loyal to his family and of course, wants to learn to be a great warrior
He tries not to do anything too harmful, but hey it's their fault for falling for it in the first place. Even with his little tricks and pranks, he loves his family and sibling(s) to death and will do whatever he can to protect them.
General plans: Well for the most part, he'd probably stick around his dad to learn everything he could from him. He'd be an adventurer, occasionally wandering off to gather intel and meet others if only to see if there was any information out there that could be used to benefit him/his family. At some point, there might be the potential he'd be curious about his mom and would maybe seek her out, but this is iffy. I can't say for sure because that'd have to be developed. He'd go around running rampant, probably growing a wild streak and wanting to heckle packs or the like if only to steal resources with the Band (When he's old enough to do so in Chaos' band lol). He'd obviously practice his fighting skills to be the best darn fighter he can be since it's the Imperialis way lol, and maybe at some point in the future settle down with someone who can put up with him, but ICly not entirely sure if he'd even really be thinking about settling down if at all lol.
RP sample: "Aw, don't be such a wimp! It's not that far up, we can do it!" He barked, eyes fixed on a goat that was pretty far up the steep slope he stood on. He cast a quick glance to his new friend he had found, but quickly decided that this kid wasn't up to the level of fun that Altair wanted. "Th-that's too high up, Altair! What if we fall?" Altair scoffed, head held high as he looked down on his buddy. "Well if you think like that then you prolly will fall! C'mon, it'll be fine!" Without waiting for an answer, Altair set off climbing the steep slope, rocks slipping and sliding beneath him. Up above, the goat bleated as if it were laughing at them. Altair bounded from rock to rock, and as it grew steeper he was having a more difficult time trying to figure out where to put his feet. He was already pretty high up, and when he looked down he could see his friend still sitting at the bottom. Rolling his eyes, he muttered under his breath. Man, that guy was always such a spoiled sport! Whether or not he would manage to capture this goat was beyond him, but he was determined and nothing would stop him!
It took him a few tries before he managed to get a little higher up, but he was so much closer to his goal! Looking around for another foothold, he reached out towards a rock that jutted out of the cliff with one paw, and then the other. But he soon realized that there was no way to get his hind paws on without doing some sort of handstand or something. Crap. He was stuck! Up above, he could still hear the goat, except this time it sounded like it was taunting him. What did he do now? With his tongue lolling out as he tried to figure it out, he decided that he would have to return to his original position and find a different path. Yeah, that's what he'd do. As he shuffled his front paws closer to his side of the rock, he suddenly lost his grip and ended up doing a nosedive towards the ground. Falling for what felt like an excruciatingly long time (it was only a few feet), panic rose up as the ground came to meet him. Hitting hard, the wind was knocked out of him as he was sent rolling towards the bottom of the hill, and as he rolled, he ended up loosening other stones which in turn, brought a rock slide following behind him.
At last when he came to a stop of a flatter rock shelf, it took him a moment to gather his bearings and catch his breath. "Altair! Look out!" Peering over the side of his perch, he saw his friend panicking and for a second he didn't know why he was. Then he heard it. The grounding, crunching, rolling of rocks behind him. Turning and looking up, his eyes widened as he saw boulders and rocks of all sizes barreling in his direction, and without a second thought he jumped over the ledge and hit the ground running. It was awkward with the incline, his paws burning with the effort of running over stones, but boy was he having fun now! He ran at an angle so he wouldn't end up directly beneath the rocks, his tongue hanging out as a wild laughter left him.
Minutes later, he had made it to ground level and landed near his friend with a heavy thud, head held high and beaming as his breathing was hard and quick. "See? I...told you...it would be alright!" Even though he didn't get anywhere close to his prey, he still had a lot of fun! "That was fun, I wanna do that again!" He laughed, attention pulled in the direction where the rocks finally came to land with a loud crash a few yards away. While his friend wasn't quite the thrill seeker that he was, Altair didn't mind one bit. It just meant more adventure for him!
Dragon never goes anywhere without his Dragon armor, assume he is always wearing it unless otherwise mentioned! He also has a pair of seeing eye jaguars, assume they're always present unless otherwise mentioned.
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