Herne Destruction

Personality: Herne may seem small, but he is very intimidating and to the point. Despite his bold personality, he is still kind and willing to help those whoever need it the most. He is always up to make friends, and if you get in between him and his friends/family, you will wish that you would have left this young man alone. He won't be a fighter, he will just stay out of the way and let those who are better at the skill handle the dirty work, while he is off hunting. He is known for being a perfectionist, everything will have to be perfect in his eyes, and, if one thing stands out of place, it will be his duty to make it right again. Some downsides to his personality, he will be rather cocky and say that he can handle everything that he is put up against, but, that will only make him do poorly and cause him to be anxious and hyper, causing everything he does to backfire and spin out of control. He is ill-tempered, rambunctious and hyper, making him rather bossy, but, despite the downsides, he will still be a kind wolf and is always one to make friends.



Plans: Explore around Alacritis, making new friends and when he gets older, have a possible mate at his side. He will be more of a hunter and healer skill wise, and, due to this, help anyone who is injured or needs his assistance, whether personality is good or bad.

RP sample: Herne bolted off across the landscape, tail held high as the tip flicked from side-to-side. He barked happily, knowing that he would be alone and he could explore and due anything that his heart desired. His dark coat blended into the surrounding foliage, making him stand out the most. The young brute heard birds chirping, raising his cranium upright and tilting his head in curiosity. What kind of birds are these? Who are their names? Where are they going? All these questions surrounded his mind as a butterfly landed on his nose.

Seeing the flying insect, he lowered his eyes and gave a small bark, causing his head to shake and make the insect fly away from sheer shock. Herne laughed. Why would this little creature be terrified of him? He was only curious and wanted someone to play with. With a roll of his eyes, he continued onward. Where he was going, Herne hadn't a clue, but, he did know one thing: he was determined to find someone to play with, whether the thing he wished to play with be older than him or the same species as him.

The sound of an upcoming water source intrigued him. The water ran down across the rocks, smacking against them as it roared, reverberating around his lobes. The brown wolf walked over to the stream and lapped at the frigid liquid, claws digging into the earth so that he did not plummet into the water. When he quenched his thirst, he lied down and placed his head upon his paws, closing his dual colored eyes and rested, at least when he woke up he would be able to play with someone, at least he hoped.