Jian and Lel Leone

Kasian is the size of his father as an adult, with his looks almost exotic. His eyes are always wide and wild. He will meet the other's gazes, however, even if he does something bad. He always has a small smirk on his face. His build, however, is what confuses most. He looks like a female, his eyes narrowed. The male will move with the grace of a feline, lithe and quick in his movements. Besides that, power rests in his muscles, and he can be quite harsh. He keeps himself strong so he can try to kill once he gets older. His fangs are shiny and ivory in color. His claws are ivory as well, until he gets older.

Kasian's base color is a white, almost solid. It coats him like snow, making his eyes stand out against the duller colors, although he is a handsome male. A stripe of black starts at his nose, going up until it is a little past his eyes. The boy's nose is only a little lighter than this color. The tip of his tail looks like it is dipped in ink or black paint. The tip of it is the ebony color, but the color is pretty. His front two paws are coated in gray, almost like socks.

Kasian's eyes are light teal, more blue than anything. Lighter than his sibling's, his gaze beautiful if you can stand the creepy grin and his twitching.

Personality:

The male is almost scary, because he is insane, and obsessed with killing. As he gets older, the male will want to kill everything he can, except for his family. He will be a flirt to females, luring them into his trap. When he gets tired of them, he leaves, or better yet, kills them while they sleep. While he can kill the wolves while they sleep, or feed them a poison berry, but he likes the fight better. After all, to him, the fight shows spirit and a will to live. Most of the time, if they don't fight, then the male will leave them alone, torturing them in a way by making sure they keep themselves alive. If he gets tired of them, then he'll finally end it for them, but making it slow and painful. He hates most other wolves, except for one that he holds in high regard. This wolf is the only wolf he'll never get tired of. This is his sister, because they are a lot alike, and because of what his father taught him.

RP sample:

Kasian's teal eyes narrowed as he stared at the female sleeping where he had been. He was tired of her, even if she was probably pregnant. He moved closer, his gaze emotionless, and she snapped awake. "Oh.....Hey, Kasian...." She muttered sleepily. Kasian smiled, hoping he could be good at acting. "Hey.....Sweetie, is that something on your neck?" She tilted her head. "Maybe." Kasian smiled, his neck cracking as he twitched. "Can I see if it is, and pull whatever it is off of you?" The female would never see it coming. She nodded. "Sure, Kasian." He slowly moved closer.

The male's jaws parted, dripping with slobber, as the male lowered his head. The female gaze up at him lazily, and Kasian hesitated for a moment. She was so....innocent. Could he really do this? Quickly, he shook his head. Of course he could. With a rapid stroke, he lunged. The female yipped once as blood coated her throat. "You should have never trusted me." The female growled in response, throwing herself away from the male. Ah, spirit in a dying wolf. That was something that made him want to kill them faster. Soon, she was dead. Kasian wouldn't have pups.

But wasn't that for the best? Licking the blood off of his jaws, the male glanced back at the female's dead body. "I was tired of you." His words were soft, but with a hint of a growl. Now, he had to go see his sister. The two were like demons, and no male would ever love her. Kasian would make sure of that. Twitching his neck, the male felt his jaws twitching in that eerie smile. The taste of blood still on his tongue, the male sat down. His white crown raised in a commanding howl for Zola.