The Ademre

Name: Skaelingr Pyre of the Ademre
Age: 1 year
Gender: Male
Appearance: Skaelingr is a creature of power and beauty cloaked in a coat of immaculate white. A unique mix of genetics combined to bring this albino wolf into the world. Though he lacks the bright fiery hues of many of his clansmen he is still a striking sight. The flesh of his paws and nose are a soft pink while his eyes are a rich, brilliant crimson, deep and multi-faceted like the depths of a garnet. Here and there he bears a few small scars but as of yet he has been lucky that the thickness of his coat hides them from sight. However, he looks forward to the day he gains noticeable scars that speak of his experience and his role as a warrior.

Skae stands a respectable 36" tall. While not the tallest or the brawniest of warriors he bears a muscular frame that speaks of his strength and speed. He carries himself with a distinct grace and elegance that hint at just how much he is a force to be reckoned with.

Personality: Skaelingr is proud, persistent and determined. While he knows he is not infallible he seeks to have confidence in himself and strive toward his goals. Skae will work for what he wants and will justify his reasons every step of the way. He never gives up and is very determined. However, hardheadedness and stubbornness are not the secret he utilizes toward attaining his goals, it is flexibility. Skælingr is able to re-survey a situation and take a different approach if necessary. He is open to learning the hard lessons. This makes him very adaptable and versatile.

Enigmatic and cool-tempered, Skae seems to have a veil over his thoughts. He seeks to keep his emotions under control at all times. They will not serve his purpose as a warrior and will only cloud his judgement and prevent him from getting things done. Skaelingr seeks to be efficient and precise, emotions lead to sloppiness and a detour towards ones goals. To those that do not know the ways of the Ademre this can make him seem aloof and difficult to get to know. Like many of his kind he chooses his words carefully and he is particularly secretive when it comes to himself. He is shrewd, practical and brilliant, especially being drawn toward the mysteries of life.

Skaelingr is the kind of wolf that makes for a powerful ally or a dangerous enemy. He's protective of those he views as his loved ones and friends. However he has a tendency to be reluctant to forgive and forget which can lead to permanent rifts between him and others. Skælingr doesn't tend to express controversial opinions in public but privately his views are strong one-way roads. Once he has decided something he is unlikely to change his mind.

Courageous and honorable, Skaelingr values honesty and believes that when a wolf gives their word they should keep it. He is careful in making commitments but when he does he seeks to keep them to the best of his ability. Often this will mean confronting his own fears and insecurities but in the long run he knows this will only make him a stronger warrior.

Taken the Oath?:  Not yet, though he seeks to when he feels that he is truly ready for the responsibility.
Relation to the Pyre family: Cousin but I'm also fine with a classmate
Rp Sample

Night had fallen but now that spring was here it was not followed by the hush of silence so often felt in winter. In a few weeks time summer would be here. He could hear the insects singing their serenades and the load sounds of frogs croaking not far off. A light breeze rustled through the leaves of the trees. Skaelingr could lose himself in the sounds of the warm spring night but he had a task to take care of. Now that the heat of day had passed and its harsh rays were no longer stinging his skin it was time to hunt.

Skaelingr's paws whispered across the ground and he moved like a ghost in the dark. The moon was just beginning to rise over the horizon, glowing in a brilliant gold dress. His thoughts drifted to Tor, the moon goddess, no doubt she was lovely tonight. He felt it somewhat a cruel irony that sun made him so uncomfortable but he only took it as a test from Fenris.

Stopping at a puddle to drink he stared at himself in the water for a moment as his deep crimson eyes stared back. In no time at all he would grow completely past his awkward youth. He desired to defeat his instructor at least once before his second year but it seemed he wasn't going to reach that goal. Skae started to scowl but quickly stopped himself. That display, though slight, of emotion was part of the reason he had yet to succeed. He needed to do better and apply himself. He wanted to climb as high as he could though, he doubted he would ever earn the honor of being the best among the Ademre. Probably just as well. He couldn't imagine how white markings would work on his coat. Skaelingr leapt over the puddle and continued on his way, honing his mind to the task at hand.