Thalos Destruction
04-27-2015, 08:22 PM
Personality
Loyal. Brave. Overprotective. Caring.
Loyalty runs deep in Thalos' personality. His dedication is unwavering, especially when it comes to his family. This is the one thing about him that will never change, even as he grows older. This deep seeded loyalty might show itself in different ways, either to his pack or his mate, but it will be undeniable all the same. Because of this, he will bravely face any foe or threat to the wolves he is loyal to. He will gladly put himself in harms way if he knew it meant he could save his loved ones any sort of unhappiness or pain. It remains to be seen if he is naturally brave or if his bravery is provoked by his need to protect those around him, but either way it is an admirable trait to have.
He is protective of certain wolves in his life. This can go beyond simply protective and can seem smothering at times. While he'll do anything to keep his loved ones from harm, he might even try to keep them from getting into these potentially dangerous situations in the first place. This will be more prevalent as he gets older, but it wouldn't be uncommon for him to volunteer for the most dangerous jobs just so the ones dearest to him can't. He only does this because he cares so deeply for them. He is a gentle soul at heart and cares more deeply than some wolves can understand.
Appearance
The colors that wrap themselves around this male are as starkly different as night and day. Varying shades of chocolate brown cover his head and ears and along his neck and back with the exception of a white stripe that traces the whole of his spine. The brown hues also come down to cover the outsides of his thighs, half of his sides, and along the front of his shins. This brown coloration is the darkest at his head and front legs and then lightens as it moves toward his haunches. Pure white covers each of his paws, most of his hind legs, the backs of his front legs, his stomach, underside of his tail, and up along his throat. Small touches of white break up the darkness that covers his head with a small line along the top of his muzzle, a thin line under each eye, and the tips of each ear.
At his full grown height, he will rise to thirty-four inches tall, matching his father's height. His form will be strongly muscled, but will lack the bulkiness typically associated with a warrior. Instead his build will mimic his father's with the way that it is strong, but at the same time light. His coat will always lay closer to his body than some, only really fluffing up at all around his scruff and tail. His eyes shine a warm orange-hued amber, the color easily standing out from the dark brown of his features.
Plans
I'm honestly open for anything! He's gonna be super protective, maybe even way overprotective at first till they grow up some, so it kind of depends on how Farore reacts to that me thinks. I'd love for them to be super duper close and do everything together! We can always plot as we go :3
RP sample
Thalos followed closely behind his sister, peering up ahead of her worriedly. Fary, maybe we should go back to the den. Momma and Daddy won't like us being-" Suddenly a loud caw made the clumsy pup jump and he stumbled back from surprise. It wasn't until then that he realized they had walked right into a nest that was nestled right at the bottom of one of the trees and the big bird next to it certainly did not appreciate them being there.
His sister's squeal brought his eyes to her just as the big, scary bird decided to poke its big beak right at her back. All of his fur bristled and he leaped forward toward the bird, the best growl his little puppy form could muster rumbling in his chest. He jumped up so he could hit the bird with his forepaws and threw his weight into the move, momentarily throwing their attacker off balance. He jumped between Farore and the bird with all the fur on his scruff and back standing on end in an attempt to make himself look bigger than he was. The bird tried to peck at him and he snapped at the bird's face in response.
"Fary run!" he yelled before turning around to face her and start herding her away from the bird and back toward home. The bird got one last peck in as he retreated, hitting him on his right thigh and making him yelp. He made sure they had put plenty of distance between them and the mean ol' bird before he would like Farore stop running. They lopped to a stop and he panted hard while he glanced back to see the little trickle of blood running down his hind leg. Oooooh Momma wasn't going to be happy about that. He pressed his side to his sisters and started walking again, eager to get the both of them home.
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