Halloween Puppies!!! [CLOSED]

"The doctor will see you now...!"
"I will take your parts now, yes? What do you mean you're not dead yet? Not my problem! You'll go to sleep permanently soon, hehe!"

OOC Name: Beau-tifullyWritten
Litter Choice: Medusa x Ignis
Character name: Sawbone Mortem
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Design/Appearance:

Body: Sawbone is gangly, a wolf who never leaves that awkward teenage phase. He has a bit of height and reaches an even thirty-eight inches tall. He has a thin frame with boney shoulders and a long, slim snout. While he does not have his ribs showing, there is an almost unhealthy and unnatural look about him. Saw’s fur is unkempt, sticking up any which way and he does not care to make any attempts to groom it. There is no luster in his fur either, having more of a greasy appearance thanks to the dirt and gore that clings to it. Despite how he looks, Saw has a surprising amount of strength and is agile.

Coat: Sawbone’s base coat resembles a sunset that has been lit ablaze. His head and chest bear deep purples and oranges with splashes of yellow highlighting spots here and there. The purple extends down his neck and onto his back where it bleeds and gives way into a bright red. This red in turn gives in to an orange and then a yellow upon his limbs and on his tail giving the appearance of a fire that is reaching higher temperatures. His back legs shift back into red at his ankles down to his paws, however, and his tail brings back the deep purple from his front. Across his dorsal half an off-white skeletal-esc marking covers his head, back, and breaks across his sides and tail. There is even some off-white on his toes. This marking leaves no question which lineage he belongs to.

Eyes: Saw’s eyes are a sharp, deep, dark blue.

Skin: Sawbone’s skin is inky black.

Scent: Saw’s musk is one that is very unpleasant. It is a mix of a lack of bathing, bodily fluids, blood, and goodness knows what else from his “work”. While he does not mind this odor, normal creatures may not want to be near him for very long.

Mutations/disabilities: Insanity.

Personality:

Nutty, sadistic, and zealous: One look at Sawbone tells you the man isn’t quite right in the head. He almost always bears a wide, enthusiastic grin and wild eyes. He is hellbent on pursuing his subjects until they are too tired to run so that he can perform experiments on them. Cackles and giggles from him are common, and Saw always seems to be having a good time even when others are not. He has a habit of twitching when he gets overly excited about something, finding a great thrill in the fear and resistance his victims put up. To him this makes them seem more lively, more fun! He lacks sympathy for any wolf and will even perform his experiments on subjects that are alive and conscious… even if that includes slicing them open or removing body parts. He works with glee and passion in his tasks even when others are suffering.

Antisocial Heckler: Sawbone is tolerant of his packmates but he is definitely not one for traditional relationships with them. He does not like to converse or aid them in tasks and, whenever he can, he attempts to avoid large gatherings. He gets close to very few and generally others don’t want to be around him in a one on one setting. This is because Saw enjoys harassing others verbally or by tossing dirt and stones at them. He loves when others get angry and lash out, finding their reactions amusing as he tries to retreat out of reach. He likes seeing how others react to stress and annoyance, eager to see the differences in what they do. Touching Sawbone is a big no for the male and doing so will have him squealing like a banshee until you let go… or shut him up.

Selfish and defiant: Saw is a little dick. He’s not interested in being cooperative unless it benefits him in some way to do so. He is selfish, putting his needs before others… with the exception of his mother. Because Medusa brought him into this world she is a source of awe and respect. Though he will still test boundaries with her, she is the one wolf that can get him to sometimes be responsible. Sawbone tends to snatch what he wants away from others and guard it like a gremlin… and try to tell him he’s wrong for doing so? He doesn’t care. He’ll just growl at you and refuse to change. He is also the sort of wolf to do the opposite of what he’s asked to do out of spite.

Skills: "Healing" and Intellect

Potential plots?: He's here to stir the pot in the pack and be a little shit.

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"...?" Headtilt.

OOC Name: Beau-tifullyWritten
Litter Choice: Mystery litter
Character name: Sulfur Praetor
Alignment: Neutral Good
Design/Appearance:

Body: Sulfur is not a giant like many in the Praetor line, though he does stand at a respectable height of thirty-nine inches. He has an average frame, one that does not boast of any particular boost to speed or power. In fact, his muscles will be lean, the sign of a fit wolf, but not one who pushes his limits. As far as his features go, Sul has rounded features, making him seem youthful even as he approaches becoming an adult. His fur will retain that extra soft fluff from his puppyhood and often be dusty from his time outside. Unfortunately there is a noticeable defect within him, for while his ears appear normal in shape they are noticeably smaller than they should be.

Coat: As a young pup, Sulfur will be a little black puffball with subtle nuances in his coat. As he ages, however, his limbs, the lower half of his tail, his neck, and the frame of his face will become lighter. His legs are medium black except for his toes that are a dark gray. This same dark gray graces his neck and cheeks. As the gray heads towards the top of his head however, the color darkens into black. A swirl of dark gray coloration, much like a winding smoke trail, breaks up his sides with a splash of color.

Eyes: Sulfur’s eyes are round and bright, blood red.

Skin: Sul’s skin is ashen black.

Scent: Sulfur’s coat often bears the smell of smoke due to his love for resting near a fire.

Mutations/disabilities: Sulfur is partially deaf due to his ears not developing fully. He is able to hear those who speak at a reasonable volume but their words are often muffled or slurred and can not hear soft sounds at all. His deafness makes his own voice sound distorted to him, which is loud and grating, and because of this Sul chooses not to speak and appears to be mute.

Personality:

Observant and perceptive: Despite his limited hearing, Sulfur is a wolf who pays a lot of attention to both his surroundings and the creatures around him. What he may miss in sound, he makes up for in what he can see and smell. His eyes scan over every detail and landmark, take in every shift of facial expression, and due to handling more of his thoughts versus conversations, he finds reading landscapes and others to be an easy task. He will pick up on how body language betrays what a wolf is feeling and relies heavily upon that skill when interacting with others. While he may pick up words here and there of reasonable voluminous speech, he will teach himself to read lips so that he can be sure what others are saying. Sulfur is much more confident in listening rather than being asked to speak, however, disliking how his own voice sounds to him and choosing to be a mute instead.

Obedient and submissive: Sulfur is a submissive wolf by nature, not the sort of wolf that is keen on engaging in fighting or raids. Because of this, he hangs back when it comes to confrontation and leaves those tasks to his capable family members. He has a fierce sense of loyalty to his family and pack, to the point where he sees no fault within them. He follows the orders of his father and siblings without fail, and does what he can to please the Raid King as well. Sul asks no questions, only does what he is told without hesitation.

Independent, yet dependent: Sul does not let what he can not do hold him back. He focuses on whatever task he approaches with all he has. He shows a love for adventuring and discovering new things, happy to share those experiences with whoever will let him. He also has a talent for hunting, picking up on the changes in tracks or a prey animal’s movements. Regardless of that Sulfur does not seem to take a great interest in it outside of doing so for survival. Utilizing his sense of sight and smell, he will be able to function well on his own. But Sulfur has a flaw in his need for companionship. He gets lonely easily and takes comfort in the presence of others even if he does not talk to them. He is happy to just exist in their space. This need is so great that he can even be seen as clingy by his packmates and family.

Skills: Intellect and Navigation

Potential plots?: A good child, who wants to make dad happy, and will constantly push himself for Ignis' approval despite his handicap(s). Hi, he's also a contrasting sibling, seeming to have a similar lightness to Acere and is free of the Praetor Demons.