Arevalos, Morias, and Mazos oh my!
06-24-2015, 05:40 PM
(Look at what you made me do!)
Name: Fintan Arevalo
Personality: The man always tries to be the very best he can be, whether that’s in training or being an example for his children. He has a soft spot for children in general and is nothing if not dedicated to his family.
He is not defined by his family however and despite at one point being a powerful warrior he prefers to deflect with humor rather than brute force. This is also a coping mechanism, something to help mask his insecurities and weaknesses.
Of which he has a few. Most notably the loss of Brigid, he had always prided himself on being a good judge of character and miss-judging his former mate to the point of being forced to pick the woman he loved over his daughter whom he also loved shook him up.
Despite the loss of Brigid he is still a hopeless romantic, not just for himself but for his children.
Plans: First thing he’s gonna do is seek out his daughter/ look for any sign of her. Though he may look for refuge in a pack while doing so. I’m also open to plotting romance with whoever adopts Etain if they are up for it. –wiggles eyebrows-
RP Sample: Fintan was tired, it had been a long journey from lands he had always called home. He was not getting any younger and arriving here reminded him of that, muscles that had once been so strong were aching. The man settled upon his haunches with a huff, forest gaze scanning all he could see.
He missed his daughter dearly… missed all his children. He had been reluctant to allow Kalliope to go off in search of her mother and sister; he was worried not just for her safety but also that she may actually find Brigid… he wanted so badly to protect his daughter from any heartbreak but knew she wasn’t a pup any longer…
He had given her time, space and had hoped every day to see her come running back to them, to her family. Finally his worry had taken over and he had gone in search of her instead. Rising to his paws with a groan the man set to searching for his daughter in the new lands… not for the first time.
Name: Fintan Arevalo
Personality: The man always tries to be the very best he can be, whether that’s in training or being an example for his children. He has a soft spot for children in general and is nothing if not dedicated to his family.
He is not defined by his family however and despite at one point being a powerful warrior he prefers to deflect with humor rather than brute force. This is also a coping mechanism, something to help mask his insecurities and weaknesses.
Of which he has a few. Most notably the loss of Brigid, he had always prided himself on being a good judge of character and miss-judging his former mate to the point of being forced to pick the woman he loved over his daughter whom he also loved shook him up.
Despite the loss of Brigid he is still a hopeless romantic, not just for himself but for his children.
Plans: First thing he’s gonna do is seek out his daughter/ look for any sign of her. Though he may look for refuge in a pack while doing so. I’m also open to plotting romance with whoever adopts Etain if they are up for it. –wiggles eyebrows-
RP Sample: Fintan was tired, it had been a long journey from lands he had always called home. He was not getting any younger and arriving here reminded him of that, muscles that had once been so strong were aching. The man settled upon his haunches with a huff, forest gaze scanning all he could see.
He missed his daughter dearly… missed all his children. He had been reluctant to allow Kalliope to go off in search of her mother and sister; he was worried not just for her safety but also that she may actually find Brigid… he wanted so badly to protect his daughter from any heartbreak but knew she wasn’t a pup any longer…
He had given her time, space and had hoped every day to see her come running back to them, to her family. Finally his worry had taken over and he had gone in search of her instead. Rising to his paws with a groan the man set to searching for his daughter in the new lands… not for the first time.