LucexNeo Puppies <3333
04-25-2013, 01:46 PM
So, I changed my mind, and want pup 3. So Nothing will change, save for the fact that I now want 3 xD
Name: Sabyr
Gender: Male
Personality: Sabyr is an interesting mixture of both his parents. Manipulative, cunning, temperamental, and sly. All are words to explain the brute. He's an interesting fellow, he hardly has the capacity to truly feel for another. Much like Luce. He views the world with a cold disdain and believes everyone to be below him. To put it short, he's cocky. Everyone is a pawn in his own little game. Press the right buttons and you'll sure as hell feel his wrath. He has no qualms in letting someone know when he's angry.
He enjoys putting on a charade to get what he wants. As a child he throws temper tantrums and complains and whines. Later he learns to put on a show and goad others to do his bidding. He isn't one to get his pretty pelt dirty, but if provoked he will put on a show of force. He is not past seduction either. Later in life the boy certainly will learn the art of getting what he wants and when he wants it. He's got quite the charming side and uses his stunning looks to his advantage.
He's an intelligent creature. He knows what he wants and how to get it. He would rather use his brains in a situation to win a battle rather than use all his strength and look like a fool. He's one to lie in the shadows and wait patiently. He'll use others like puppets on strings and then discard them. He'll do another's dirty work at times if the price is right. He isn't one to make friends easily either. To him if you aren't an enemy, then you're simply someone standing in his way and he wants nothing to do with you. Only his sibling, mother and father hold a place in his cold wretched heart. Even then that's only a small amount of love. His loyalties do lie with his family and his pack. Something right upon all the wrong this boy holds.
To him pain is only weakness leaving the body. He's a soldier. Enjoys the thrill of the fight and blood upon his lips. He enjoys the feel of pain. He wants to be strong. Stronger than anyone he may ever come across. His ego will only be be fueled with every fight won. He's a shady creature. Not one you can trust easily and he doesn't trust easily either. His heart is nothing more than a black hole. Vacant and cold. Only one that is powerful and stunning could even hope to truly catch the man's eye. They would have to be absolutely amazing, or else he would only view a female as breeding material and a cause for his self pleasure.
His dark french accent is enough to fool the weak and the gullible. He uses seduction and is quite beguiling to those he truly find beautiful. Procreating isn't an interest of his, but he can hardly resist the carnal desires he faces. He truly is a monster with an angel's face.
Sample:
Maman, je veux aller jouer" (Mama, I wanna go play.)
The boy whined and nudged his mother's sleek pelt with his nose. Gorgeous purple and blue eyes looked up at the blue gaze of his mother. He wasn't trusted enough to go outside the den on his own. Whenever he did he often was sniffing around another's kill, or invading another's den, or riling up someone or something to annoy another. He had no regard for the feelings of other, even at such a young age. He was a selfish child and did what he wanted. He hardly even had any regard to his dear siblings, but when they agreed upon something there was sure to be trouble.
She shook her head and lips turned down in a doleful frown. Eyes gave her a pitiful look as he tried to win her over with an adorable gaze. A soft whine left his jowls as he begged and pleaded for her to change her mind.
"Mais Mama! Je le promets! Je ne vais pas aller loin. Je vais laisser les autres tranquilles." (But Mama! I promise! I won't go far. I'll leave the others alone.)
Still she denied him the right he believed he had. She obviously did not trust his words. Nodding his head it lowered in dejection and he curled up in a ball. Eyes pretended to close and the boy would occasionally open an eyelid to gaze at his mother. Eventually she too seemed to want a nap. Once she was fully asleep, or so it seemed, he slowly got to his feet and was able to sneak quietly outside.
Free at last! The boy rushed off excitedly. His tail waved softly behind him as he looked for something to get in to. He had fooled her! At least for the time being. Surely she would wake up and notice he was missing, but he didn't worry about it. He was free and he would do what he liked until she came for him. Then he would at least suffer the consequences happily.
[ooc: I'm sorry. My muse is crap. I'm hoping his personality description makes up for the lack of rp sample]
Name: Sabyr
Gender: Male
Personality: Sabyr is an interesting mixture of both his parents. Manipulative, cunning, temperamental, and sly. All are words to explain the brute. He's an interesting fellow, he hardly has the capacity to truly feel for another. Much like Luce. He views the world with a cold disdain and believes everyone to be below him. To put it short, he's cocky. Everyone is a pawn in his own little game. Press the right buttons and you'll sure as hell feel his wrath. He has no qualms in letting someone know when he's angry.
He enjoys putting on a charade to get what he wants. As a child he throws temper tantrums and complains and whines. Later he learns to put on a show and goad others to do his bidding. He isn't one to get his pretty pelt dirty, but if provoked he will put on a show of force. He is not past seduction either. Later in life the boy certainly will learn the art of getting what he wants and when he wants it. He's got quite the charming side and uses his stunning looks to his advantage.
He's an intelligent creature. He knows what he wants and how to get it. He would rather use his brains in a situation to win a battle rather than use all his strength and look like a fool. He's one to lie in the shadows and wait patiently. He'll use others like puppets on strings and then discard them. He'll do another's dirty work at times if the price is right. He isn't one to make friends easily either. To him if you aren't an enemy, then you're simply someone standing in his way and he wants nothing to do with you. Only his sibling, mother and father hold a place in his cold wretched heart. Even then that's only a small amount of love. His loyalties do lie with his family and his pack. Something right upon all the wrong this boy holds.
To him pain is only weakness leaving the body. He's a soldier. Enjoys the thrill of the fight and blood upon his lips. He enjoys the feel of pain. He wants to be strong. Stronger than anyone he may ever come across. His ego will only be be fueled with every fight won. He's a shady creature. Not one you can trust easily and he doesn't trust easily either. His heart is nothing more than a black hole. Vacant and cold. Only one that is powerful and stunning could even hope to truly catch the man's eye. They would have to be absolutely amazing, or else he would only view a female as breeding material and a cause for his self pleasure.
His dark french accent is enough to fool the weak and the gullible. He uses seduction and is quite beguiling to those he truly find beautiful. Procreating isn't an interest of his, but he can hardly resist the carnal desires he faces. He truly is a monster with an angel's face.
Sample:
Maman, je veux aller jouer" (Mama, I wanna go play.)
The boy whined and nudged his mother's sleek pelt with his nose. Gorgeous purple and blue eyes looked up at the blue gaze of his mother. He wasn't trusted enough to go outside the den on his own. Whenever he did he often was sniffing around another's kill, or invading another's den, or riling up someone or something to annoy another. He had no regard for the feelings of other, even at such a young age. He was a selfish child and did what he wanted. He hardly even had any regard to his dear siblings, but when they agreed upon something there was sure to be trouble.
She shook her head and lips turned down in a doleful frown. Eyes gave her a pitiful look as he tried to win her over with an adorable gaze. A soft whine left his jowls as he begged and pleaded for her to change her mind.
"Mais Mama! Je le promets! Je ne vais pas aller loin. Je vais laisser les autres tranquilles." (But Mama! I promise! I won't go far. I'll leave the others alone.)
Still she denied him the right he believed he had. She obviously did not trust his words. Nodding his head it lowered in dejection and he curled up in a ball. Eyes pretended to close and the boy would occasionally open an eyelid to gaze at his mother. Eventually she too seemed to want a nap. Once she was fully asleep, or so it seemed, he slowly got to his feet and was able to sneak quietly outside.
Free at last! The boy rushed off excitedly. His tail waved softly behind him as he looked for something to get in to. He had fooled her! At least for the time being. Surely she would wake up and notice he was missing, but he didn't worry about it. He was free and he would do what he liked until she came for him. Then he would at least suffer the consequences happily.
[ooc: I'm sorry. My muse is crap. I'm hoping his personality description makes up for the lack of rp sample]
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