WE ARE TITANS
11-25-2013, 01:45 AM
(This post was last modified: 01-15-2014, 03:32 AM by Narsha.)
Name: Helios Hyperion Olympus Appearance: Unlike his name sake Helios is not a titan, though not small by any means he tends to fall more into the medium range, standing 34? tall and weighing 130 lbs. He is well muscled and clearly capable of handling his own. His pelt is a russet color, leaning more towards brown than red, nearly unbroken were it not for a single chocolate brown stripe running down his back from his shoulders to the base of his tail. The marking look almost black against his pelt. His eyes are a slightly brighter russet color though they seem the same color of his pelt. Personality: Helios while proud like much of his family has humbled some since his marriage to Natalya. Helios is an enigma, his emotions are practically undetectable, hiding behind a wall of discipline and resentment. When once he had been overly sensitive he has become hardened, showing little to no feeling for much in his life. The great exception to this rule is his wife and children, he has great love for them and will express it in as many ways as possible when alone or with the rest of his family. The rest of his family he shows great respect for but lacks the kinship others have. There is a deeper side to the man, he is hyper critical of himself, stemming from insecurity. This is a side very few have seen, his wife being the exception. Here he is weak and vulnerable a shell of the proud wolf he presents to the world beyond. If there is one trait that can be used to describe the man it is dependable, ever since his marriage he had taken on the task of seeing for his wife as well. He respects her independence and is more than willing to step back and allow her to flourish in it, but he is always there should she need him. RP Sample: The rain was coming down pretty hard, punctuated only by extremely loud burst of thunder which were preceded by brilliant flashes of light. He remembered the first thunderstorm his children had survived through, the fear had been evident in their eyes. Now however they were grown and on their own, though never too far away. Still if there was anyone he had to comfort during such a storm it was his beloved wife. She could see the sudden brightness behind those ebony sightless eyes but she still asked him to count the time between the flashes and the rumbling growl of the thunder. It was getting closer, the fur along the nape of his neck starting to rise in anticipation. He could feel the electricity in the air, it was giving him an uneasy feeling but he would stay where he was pressed into the ground under the makeshift den he and his wife had dug out. There was a crack as lightning struck at the same time the thunder rolled over head, splitting the rainy night sky in two. He watched with wide eyed horror as the trees beyond the den were struck. For one agonizing moment he watch smoke curl slowly up into the air and he prayed that the rain would snuff out any blaze that might flare up. It was all for naught as he caught the flicker of flame beginning to eat at the damp foliage, the meager rain could do little to put it out. Alarm was rushing through him now. ?Nat we have to get out of here.? He was only just able to keep the panic from his voice as she rose to his paws, laying his tail along his wife?s shoulders in an attempt to help guide her from the den. Smoke was quickly starting to fill the air, the acrid smell of his clogging his nose and making him cough. Together they would flee the burning forest, wide eyed, and shivering in the cold drizzle. He would lead them in the flight, daring not to turn around. As the heat on his back began to dissipate some and the scent began to clear he paused to cast a look back. He watched as the forest went down in a blaze of glory. Speech, |