NATIOS

BEHIND THE NAME: Aether is pronounced as //'ey-there//.  In Greek mythology, Aether is one of the primordial deities. Aether is the personification of the upper air. He embodies the pure upper air that the gods breathe, as opposed to the normal air breathed by mortals. Like Tartarus and Erebus, Aether may have had shrines in ancient Greece, but he had no temples and it is unlikely that he had a cult.

BEHIND THE LOOKS: The one thing you might notice upon looking at the young prince is that Aether is simple yet elegant from birth. He holds a lot of the darker grey, almost black tones, that compare similarly to his mother Natalya within his coat. The young prince often holds himself to be prim and proper, keeping his head up and never being down. His front two legs identify him as his father's son. The boy holds a medium frame of 33 inches of dark grey color with the exception of his legs, ears, and below his eyes. A dark, rich chocolate brown hue runs up these two legs and fades off where the base of the leg meets the main body. Pure white flashes through his dark fur just below each of his eyes in a small line. The top half on his ears matches the two dashes below his eyes in a pure white escapade. As he grows, he will probably be more of a fighter which will cause him to have muscles built up all along his body. His eyes hold a light blue tint over the soft blue colors surrounding his pupils.

BEHIND THE VOICE: Aether's voice can be easily compared to the voice of Dmitri Krushnic (Misha Collins/Castiel). This voice is a mix between baritone and tenor sounds and can often be easily heard. Aether will most likely be very loud by nature which causes him to talk almost like he's yelling.

PERSONALITY: Willful and proud are two words that could accurately describe the young boy as he starts to grow. Being this way is not necessarily bad and it does not make him stubborn. He enjoys thinking that he is a decent and good wolf. With the passing of his mother when he was very young, he will do anything to gain acceptance from other wolves, especially family. He is very loud in nature, his voice often booming to almost be considered a yell as his usual volume, but he knows when to keep his trap shut.

Chivalry and kindness often seep their way into Aeth's heart. He will do whatever he needs to do in order to help out another, no matter the cost. He cannot be committed to anything unless he wants to be and he picks the wolves he wants to help or call friends very carefully.

Aether is a natural leader but very easy-going. He can take charge of a situation when it requires it but he prefers to follow the lead of others into things of importance like wars, hunts, or healing sessions. He is overall a fairly well-rounded kid.

Aether is very much a STAR PERSONALITY. This means he is constantly looking for acceptance and popularity while socially looking good. He is constantly searching for freedom and wants to be noticed by others. The wolves he would act respectfully around would be forgiving and open to suggestion but he won't hang around wolves that are depressed (unless he is trying to help them) or wolves that constantly ignore him.

ROLE-PLAY SAMPLE:

NOTE: This sample is based off of Aether at the age of 2 seasons.

The boy had grown and he had thrived within the confines of his pack despite the lack of his mother. He had plenty of family to fill the void and since he had never really known his mother, it hadn’t seemed like a big deal to him. This particular day was of great importance to him. He was going to go hunting without any of his family members with him today and he was going to bring back so many rabbits that it broke a pack record or something. Perhaps he wouldn’t bring back rabbits but instead he brought back mice, voles, maybe even a pheasant or two. That was the thrill of it, he wouldn’t know.

Aether hoped bringing back plenty of prey would make his father proud. The ebony shaded paws that kept him on his path were light on the ground as he kept a watch out for tracks and his nose kept sniffing for scents. He caught faded trails of voles and he knew they would be long gone. He would not follow what was an obvious dead end track. He tried to keep a smile on his face as he looked elsewhere for his prey that he would bring back. This time, he caught the scent of bear surrounded by the scent of blood. This idea shocked the boy and he knew, despite what he might want to believe, that he could not take on a bear, especially as a pup. He turned the other way to try and high tail it out of there before the bear caught on.

This endeavor had been successful as he followed one final track, the sun high in the sky. He would have to get back soon for lunch if he could not catch his own. It was a learning curve for him and it was one he was not use to. Aether rushed towards the scent of rabbits but slowed his pace before reaching it. He needed a strategy so he would sit there to think one up. His eyes narrowed in determination as he figured it all out. He rushed the rabbits, frightening them so they scattered. He picked the slowest one and ran after it. His jaws were snapping, trying to get a grip on the pure white fur until he was successful. He would kill it with a swift bite and waltz home towards the pack den.

Aether Olympus had caught his first prey.