so take this night, wrap it around me like a sheet
OOC NAME: Muse
Personality: Sinner, sinner they cry in his wake, for what else is there to call the boy of the night? Oh he regrets, certainly, but he does not angst over it. Revenge is a boy who will grow up uncaring; he wraps himself in a cloak of darkness, an eternal night that is known to few aside from him. He cares little for the concepts of family, although he benefits from them. He is eternally numb, a beast propelled by obsession and possession, falling bored of his passions as quickly as he takes them up.
He is intelligent, manipulative, and bold. Revenge does not forget, much as his name would suggest; he will make the world bow to him, if it pleases him. Some might seem him as primal, lost to his instincts, but he is quite the opposite. A calculated genius, a boy whose morality is aware of his sins but whose heavy heart rarely over comes his instinctual drive. He is observant with a brilliant memory, and even the smallest of slights can prove to be worthy of death.
As a youth he will be aloof, easily annoyed, with a biting tongue and condescension ready for every situation. He will be well aware of the power of his blood, albeit somewhat lazy and loathe to leave his comfortable den. As he grows this sloth will leave his bones, but he will rarely seek to go the hard way. Opportunistic, powerful, Revenge is not the sort of soul you will wish to cross.
Moral Alignment: Neutral Evil
Plot Idea: Revenge will grow up with a thirst for knowledge. As he grows he'll desire to hone his skills and become a competent warrior. Likely he'll attempt to climb the ranks, and should he ever have the opportunity he will try challenge for a pack for himself. As time goes he'll probably become a bit of a deviant and will take several lovers, but he'll throw them all aside eventually as he grows bored of them. He'll probably remain somewhat distant from his family (unless people want to plot particularly close relations), but stay in contact in case he can use them for something.
Roleplay Sample:
This bitch just doesn't know when to shut the fuck up does she?
His tail twitches behind him, annoyed. Fiery gaze locks upon the face of the angelic-furred woman, narrowed as she chastises him for something or another. 'You can't just attack other children' , and 'My daughter was just practicing her hunting' and 'Just because you're good at something doesn't mean you can use it against somebody else'. He could care less. Lips quirk upwards as he imagines other words coming from the woman's lips, imagines himself a little show. "Is something funny?" she snaps at him. He looks at her one long moment and doesn't respond. "What a nasty little wretch you are. You little weak minded scum," she scoffs, and he feels anger bubble within him. He starts to imagine clamping down upon her delicate throat, spilling the lifeblood within. Immediately he decides it must happen; that when he comes of age this woman will pay for daring to speak to him with such condescension in her tone. Jaws grind momentarily as she goes back into her rant, and when he can no longer keep the pretense of caring he rises, turning and walking away.
"Where are you going young man, I'm not finished!" she screeches after him, rushing in hot pursuit. Revenge turns to face her, teeth barred. "Follow me and I'll fucking kill your little bitch next time," he hisses, teenage hormones showing through his typically cool facade. The woman pauses and says a threat about telling his mother, and he turns around, sulking away before she decides to chide him once more.
When he's a year old, the same woman has an unfortunate hunting accident. The entire pack grieves for her loss, but Revenge simply sits there with the corner of his mouth turned slightly upwards, observing the pomp and knowing the circumstances.
