Britorias Pup Adoptions

Out-of-Character Name: wicked
Character's Name: Vendrick
Gender: male
Adult Height: 38”
Size: large
Build: light
Alignment: lawful neutral
Appearance: Vendrick is all gold and soot. Maybe too cool in tone to be considered truly golden– there’s a metaphor here too. Too cool, too muted, too paled-out from where he could or should or might be. A creature dipped in the same soot that seems to wrap his father, though Vendrick is all negative exposure too. The black comes from his paws and creeps up, comes from his face and drips down. Among the darkness, his father’s amber eyes seem to flicker and shift with the light. They are dimensional, but vaguely unsettling.

There is little particularly regal about him. Vendrick is all sharp edges. Sharp tongue. Androgynous in shape, in the way he carries himself. Flexible, sure, but he’s clumsy. It will take time to tame the long limbs, and it will never really feel like they belong to him. Though he is a handsome creature, it’s not in the traditional way. Vendrick will be a late bloomer, only growing to his full height at the age of two.

Personality:
Moodboard
There is an acute tenderness to the boy, something that will become apparent from an extremely young age. Filled with messy feelings, filled with soft thoughts. Why is he so soft? He resents that softness within himself. Softness and resentment mixed together will make a nest within his bones, will make a home within his chest. It leaves Vendrick feeling like a house haunted– he haunts himself. He haunts himself. The bone deep, aching tenderness of a bruise.

Tenderness that cycles into self-loathing, that cycles again into something worse. Vendrick is a creature that’s been spun purely of raw emotions. He does not know how to process them, and it will take him time to learn how to control them. Harness them. For a time, he will grow cold. He will become cold and pretend he doesn’t feel– that’s better than hurting those around him. That’s better than hurting the ones he loves. Controlling himself, his emotions, his moods… it will only come with time. A reactive pup, a cold adolescent, an adult that… well, only time will tell. Only time will tell what adulthood will bring.

A double edged sword that’s woven its way into the shape of a boy. A boy that will stumble his way toward adulthood like it’s a light at the end of the tunnel. What he finds when he gets there will not be what he hopes, and will not be what he dreams of. Though Vendrick longs for something, he doesn’t know what. Not now. Not yet.
There’s something in him that loves, and wants to be loved. How he shows it will vary greatly depending on the day, depending on the context. Still, it’s a part of that longing. That search. The search that will send him crashing through life as a boy with feelings that are too big for his heart to take.

Planned Skills: fighting & healing
Possible Plots/Plans/Ideas: He’s going to be a bit volatile as a pup, too sensitive and whatnot, and I can see him really wanting to be close with his siblings but also not knowing how to express that properly. I also left his personality sorta raw and open ended because I really want him to have enough experiences to really shape what he becomes