Hróðvitnisson family
01-17-2014, 11:21 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-19-2014, 06:07 PM by Sucre I.)
Name: Thor Hr??vitnisson
Age: 3 years old, born in Autumn
Personality: Most noticeably, Thor can only manage one emotion at a time. He's rarely conflicted, choosing one feeling and letting it consume him completely. Sorrow. Rage. Joy. Whatever it is he's feeling at the time, everyone around him is aware of it. Extremely stubborn, Thor tends to want to do things his own way and go after exactly what he desires to have or do. He doesn't take council from others and his overzealous ways are a challenge to curb, even for the most seasoned of negotiators.
He loves his family and will fight bitterly for them, even going as far as to turn a blind eye when they've done wrong. He just wants them to be cohesive. They don't have to like each other, hell, they can even occasionally maim one another--so long as they come to each other's defense when they need it.
For the most part, Thor is pretty chill. He likes to laugh and finds the humor in most things, however, he does have a temper. Once quipped his anger knows no bounds and it's easy for him to get carried away. He'd never intentionally hurt someone he cares about, but rage can make a wolf do regrettable things and it's possible that he could be moved to a fury so great he would be beyond reasoning.
He's loud and intimidating in his actions; the embodiment of self-confidence. In some ways this is a positive trait, enabling him to take charge when he needs to, others times his boisterous nature can be a bit off-putting and spoil first impressions with assumptions of intentional cruelty and heavy-handedness. He can be and often is blunt and demanding, and when it comes to complex or delicate tasks, he would rather take a direct approach, as subtle as a hammer.
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Design: Picture below
RP sample: Green eyes opened slowly, a fury silently building behind them. The brute remained quiet, but it would only take a glance at him to know something was brewing. The big wolf's fur started to rise. Every inch of him seemed to expand with the growing rage that roiled inside. The seething energy grew and grew, filling him silently until he just couldn't hold it in any longer. He was coming apart at the seems, getting pulled in all directions by white hot fire. At the last second before he burst, that energy fixed on a target and the whole of his anger was unleashed in Baldur's direction.
With a roar Thor was on his paws, spittle flying from his open maw. A careless loudmouth was about to get mauled. It took him no more than two steps to close the distance between them and the brute slammed into his brother, bowling him over. Oh, he could just pound him into the dirt. Stomp him so flat the wind would carry him off. He leaned over the younger wolf and roared into his ear, "Do you ever think?!" With that, Thor proceeded to mindlessly beat on his brother for waking him.
Of course, Baldur didn't just take the beating, and two wolves rolled around the clearing beating each other and breaking things until they were exhausted and there was nothing left to destroy.
Once that was out of his system, Thor drug himself to his younger brother's side and sat down hard, panting. He raised a forelimb and rubbed his nose against it, clearing his nostrils of blood to make breathing slightly easier. Silence filled the forest and the two wolves kept equally quiet while feeling out the extent of their injuries. The elder brother could feel his right eye swelling shut, an uninjured victim of the four bleeding lines running across his cheekbone. Various bite marks and bruises littered his body, but Thor paid little attention to them. They would heal. He remained grumpy during this feeling out period, but was somewhat mellowed by the fight.
The silence continued to rein for some time and Thor's ears began to ring with it. When at last he couldn't stand the deafening soundlessness any longer, the brute sighed, "I'm starving, how 'bout you?"
Age: 3 years old, born in Autumn
Personality: Most noticeably, Thor can only manage one emotion at a time. He's rarely conflicted, choosing one feeling and letting it consume him completely. Sorrow. Rage. Joy. Whatever it is he's feeling at the time, everyone around him is aware of it. Extremely stubborn, Thor tends to want to do things his own way and go after exactly what he desires to have or do. He doesn't take council from others and his overzealous ways are a challenge to curb, even for the most seasoned of negotiators.
He loves his family and will fight bitterly for them, even going as far as to turn a blind eye when they've done wrong. He just wants them to be cohesive. They don't have to like each other, hell, they can even occasionally maim one another--so long as they come to each other's defense when they need it.
For the most part, Thor is pretty chill. He likes to laugh and finds the humor in most things, however, he does have a temper. Once quipped his anger knows no bounds and it's easy for him to get carried away. He'd never intentionally hurt someone he cares about, but rage can make a wolf do regrettable things and it's possible that he could be moved to a fury so great he would be beyond reasoning.
He's loud and intimidating in his actions; the embodiment of self-confidence. In some ways this is a positive trait, enabling him to take charge when he needs to, others times his boisterous nature can be a bit off-putting and spoil first impressions with assumptions of intentional cruelty and heavy-handedness. He can be and often is blunt and demanding, and when it comes to complex or delicate tasks, he would rather take a direct approach, as subtle as a hammer.
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Design: Picture below
RP sample: Green eyes opened slowly, a fury silently building behind them. The brute remained quiet, but it would only take a glance at him to know something was brewing. The big wolf's fur started to rise. Every inch of him seemed to expand with the growing rage that roiled inside. The seething energy grew and grew, filling him silently until he just couldn't hold it in any longer. He was coming apart at the seems, getting pulled in all directions by white hot fire. At the last second before he burst, that energy fixed on a target and the whole of his anger was unleashed in Baldur's direction.
With a roar Thor was on his paws, spittle flying from his open maw. A careless loudmouth was about to get mauled. It took him no more than two steps to close the distance between them and the brute slammed into his brother, bowling him over. Oh, he could just pound him into the dirt. Stomp him so flat the wind would carry him off. He leaned over the younger wolf and roared into his ear, "Do you ever think?!" With that, Thor proceeded to mindlessly beat on his brother for waking him.
Of course, Baldur didn't just take the beating, and two wolves rolled around the clearing beating each other and breaking things until they were exhausted and there was nothing left to destroy.
Once that was out of his system, Thor drug himself to his younger brother's side and sat down hard, panting. He raised a forelimb and rubbed his nose against it, clearing his nostrils of blood to make breathing slightly easier. Silence filled the forest and the two wolves kept equally quiet while feeling out the extent of their injuries. The elder brother could feel his right eye swelling shut, an uninjured victim of the four bleeding lines running across his cheekbone. Various bite marks and bruises littered his body, but Thor paid little attention to them. They would heal. He remained grumpy during this feeling out period, but was somewhat mellowed by the fight.
The silence continued to rein for some time and Thor's ears began to ring with it. When at last he couldn't stand the deafening soundlessness any longer, the brute sighed, "I'm starving, how 'bout you?"