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Red Nosed Reindeer

Large prey hunt



Ignis

"You become the monster you fear the most"

Insomnia
Hellhound

Master Fighter (635)

Master Hunter (240)

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An icon representing the specialty Mangler Mangler

age
9 Years
gender
Male
gems
50
size
Dire wolf
build
Heavy
posts
509
player
Dragon Mod

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08-26-2021, 03:53 PM
"Talk" Walk

"You'll never know if you don't let me try," He wasn't quite sure what to think. On one hand, he did want help. On the other, he wasn't sure how anyone could manage to help him without potentially destroying themselves. He felt he was probably too far gone...at least in a way he couldn't quite name. He turned on his family, after all. Blinded his uncle and threatened his cousin and anyone else who opted to try to defy him. What the hell had happened to him? He remained quiet, eyes trained in the distance though not looking at anything in particular anymore as he listened to his brother speak. After a long moment of silence, he turned to look at his brother. "I...I want to try, Casso. But after all I've done in the short amount of time that I did it...I fear I'm becoming more like our father...even after all our uncle was teaching...after all he had tried to do to make sure I didn't go down that path...I betrayed him." He scowled at himself as he swiped at a rock that was in front of him. He sent it flying until it clattered against stone hard enough to where it shattered. He knew he wasn't strong enough to have broken a whole rock, so maybe it had just gotten weaker from years of decay and neglect in the elements...broken down until it was more brittle than it looked.

Like he felt.

"I do want your help...with the pack especially...I doubt they're ever going to trust me, but the-" He stopped himself. But the what? But the demon in my head doesn't give a shit and wants to punish anyone who stands against me... "There is...part of me that feels like I shouldn't care whether they trust me or not. I want the pack to make a name for itself, to build and grow instead of stagnating and potentially becoming something nobody will remember. Kind of like the way our father did...his followers for the most part were loyal I think, though I can't say the same for Elias." He sat back in thought, unsure about everything. He took in a deep, quiet breath before letting it out again and asking, "How do you think you can help? This is me truly asking because I don't know. I feel...stuck...and I'm sure the pack will feel like that if they aren't already."

Ignis has a pair of Sika Deer antlers that are not depicted in his artwork (yet).
Ignis is unpredictable and may become violent with little or no provocation due to his "demon" schizophrenia inherited in his bloodline! Consider this your warning!
*Ignis' tail is docked, and his left ear has been torn away and now resembles a Battle crop style.