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OOC Name: Kai
Name: Sinclair
Gender: Male
Pup or cub?: Pup
Design: click
Appearance:
Sinclair is a large pup, growing steadily with each passing day. He stands on large paws, which hold up an even sturdier frame. He is a splatter of different colors, muddling his origins. His base coat is as white as snow, giving him the appearance of someone who might hail from the most Northern reaches of the world. Yet, just above and below there are various shades of grey; both on his belly and his back. Even down the neck and up to his muzzle is there a dark grey that further hides helps to camouflage his appearance in the wilderness.

Upon the crown his head that spreads into his ears and shoulders there is blood red fur; giving him the look of sprouted wildfire upon his body. He wears these colors like a crown that belong to a king. This same red can be easily found on the edges of his tail, manifesting like an Indian paintbrush flower.

His gaze is pale green and noticeable piercing, and stands out in all the red, white and grey.

Personality: Sinclair is a naive and adventurous soul. He acts upon impulse and does what he believes is good. He is extremely free spirited and lacks any sense of responsibility that an adult might have. This lack of impulse control is what often gets him into trouble. He is kind, although tactless and is oft to follow a moral code he has made up for himself even if it may not align with what others believe to be true.

His short life thus far has taught him to be his own compass in a world that is erratic, constantly changing and dangerous for someone his size and age. The youth is no coward, either - often placing himself in dangerous situations to fiercely protect those he loves without understanding the potential consequences for his actions.

Talkative and curious, the boy will talk anyone's ear off - at least anyone who would listen or give him the time of day. He thrives in and seeks attention from adults or those bigger than him, hoping to find wisdom to continue building on his ever-muddling and childish moral compass. He is a mish-mash of beliefs and ideals that fail to come together in any manner that dares to make sense. For these reasons he also contemplative and pensive, often staring at stars in the night. From these moments of silence he figures out what he believes is right and wrong.

Sinclair has an intense desire to help, and works hard for both himself and those he deems as worthy of his help. He is quick to make friends, but is just as quick and fleeting to run when things go slightly sour.

Plot Ideas: Sinclair - and his best friend Dova - appeared in Ardent without meaning to. The two grew up in the same pack, close as peas in one singular pod. Their births only separated by a single season with Sinclair being slightly older. They were natural and fast friends. Their mutually adventurous, free-spirited, and benevolent natures had them getting into a great deal of trouble from the moment they were able to barely crawl. Although this behavior was highly acceptable, and expected, what was not expected by the pack was the need to explore and push the boundaries of every nook and cranny in their small world that they dared to make bigger.

The two youngsters would stumble upon a cavern entrance that they would be brave enough to explore, unfortunately the floor would give in beneath their paws. They would fall into darkness quite ruffled. Unable to climb up the fallen walls of the cave they would journey further hoping to find a way out. Wandering for an unknown amount of time, but it was enough time to become hungry and afraid. Miles and miles within the dark tunnels, bumping into walls, water, moss, and each other along the way.

A grown fox would attempt to make a meal of them when Adonis came upon the scene, easily chasing the fox away. He would manage to help the two pups out of the seemingly endless caverns - being kind enough even to try and help them find their way back home to their pack.

Days turned to weeks, and the search came to end. The pups could not help Adonis find the pack, and Adonis could not find it either and instead the tiger would take on the role of the guardian. It was lucky and tragic all at the same time.

RP Sample: It was not uncommon to find Sinclair right next to Dova, or just behind her. Weaving back and forth as if he wanted to make sure that any predators would not dare sneak up behind her. The pup was always alert, his pale green eyes taking in the sights around them whilst his ears pivoted reacting with little real precision to each sound that occurred. Sinclair would continue his weaving motion tirelessly when he started to notice Dova veer off the trail he was maintaining behind her and he trotted into her lackadaisically. Their shoulders bumping together. Sinclair blinked at her exclamation having not expected it. Granted, he expected very little usually.

Sinclair immediately took it as a challenge, however and just as Dova dashed away he would also run. A clumsy mess he tried to keep some semblance of order and traction as he lumbered after Dova. He was larger than Dova and was able to close the distance with fewer steps, but he was not as fast. Sinclair's larger paws made it harder to act with any grace.

Adonis' form came into view, but unlike Dova who became distracted there was a sense of competitive concentration upon the pups face as he cleared her and the tiger guardian. But only momentarily as Dova would run after him soon after. Large ears pivoting to hear the loud chaotic crinkling of the leaves behind him. The two were at an uneven pace for a moment, but Dova would catch up and the two would disappear together into the grass and reeds paw to paw, shoulder to shoulder.

Can you afford the rogue pup pass?: negative
If its another species can you afford the pass?: n/a