Levaithi

Personality: If the one on his profile is confusing here's a basic rundown. Psychopath disorder means Levi cannot feel remorse, like if he were to kill another wolf, even a wolf that he was close to while any normal wolf would break their heart he would feel nothing. Unable to feel remorse he finds it difficult to find the line between right and wrong, but it doesn't mean he can't be a good man. Loyal down to the core, Levi tends to get easily attached to others, clinging to them and wanting to protect them with his strength and learn to fight. He is convinced that he is a monster though, and embraces that fact, not caring if his family were to hate him because of his lack of remorse.

Levi is one of the hajime x elsa children that were born on-site. I did play him but I'm happy with Renhett and am a little sad not to see him running around with the other children not as active. And because of their age I cannot readopt them out. So I'm offering up Levi, he is two years old born in autumn. Brother to Ixionn, Renhett, Aiko and Darrah. I'd like his personality to stay relativity the same but you can change a bit about it. He does however have psychopath disorder, he's convinced his family hates him but that could change since Renhett definitely doesn't have any ill will against him.

Note Levi witnessed his father fall off the cliff and die. So that could have impacted his childhood greatly. Also his mother died giving birth to him and his siblings. They were raised by Quelt Rivers and Irune Armada for most of their lives. Levi than killed his first wolf, and when he told Bass about it he left Abaven. Levi was in imperium for a short amount of time and did crush on Valentine for a little while.

ALSO ADOPTING OUT DARRAH

DARRAH

Same as Levi goes for him, except Darrah was rather close to Renhett when they were younger. Both were sick until their father died. Darrah was in Abaven and was loyal to that pack but whether you want to put him back in there or not is up to you. Use the same form as on Levi.
Name: are you changing it or keeping it the same?

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He comes with a few tables as well! I can also make him a new table, and a new icon upon choosing whoever gets him. APPLICATIONS ARE DUE 12th!

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Levaithi was eager to start training, to strengthen his claws and his mind. He wanted blood and he wanted it fast and hard, but the boy easily kept that under control. He seemed calm, collective and uncaring most of the time he didn't speak often either. He seemed liked a well mannered boy. Even at the meeting or during his fight he had been that way and he wondered what his lord Valentine thought of that. Levi was quick to answer his call, legs stretching as he pulled his body over. His cyan eyes looking curiously at Valentine, wondering what he would be doing today as he bowed his head. "Greetings Valentine-sama." by birth the honorific hadn't held anyone worthy for it on there. Japanese being his second language, it was rare for him to use it still. His tail flicking back and forth as he patiently waited for instructions. Levi would shape his mind into something his family would hate.  "Speech"

 

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Levaithi was eager to start training, to strengthen his claws and his mind. He wanted blood and he wanted it fast and hard, but the boy easily kept that under control. He seemed calm, collective and uncaring most of the time he didn't speak often either. He seemed liked a well mannered boy. Even at the meeting or during his fight he had been that way and he wondered what his lord Valentine thought of that.<p>
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Name: Levaithi Walker Changes?: None Appearance: The creature is a middling height of 33" and bears a weight of 125 pounds. He's not the tallest nor the heaviest thing, but it works for him nonetheless. The base coat he wears follows that of his late father, Hajime, who bore a coat of a a rich caramel brown. However, he bears colors that are a mixture of his parents. For he also bears the pure white from his late mother, Elsa. Upon his face, a mask that rises towards the crown of his head and streamlines its way down his spine until it ends at the base of his tail. Ivory also coats all four paws. Following that, he bears a dark brown beneath his torso, starting from the base of his throat to his inner thighs. Black also coats his entire tail, as well as his ears. Asides from his colored features, Levaithi bears an ever hardened deep cyan gaze. He was unfortunate (or maybe he was fortunate), enough to have not inherited either of his parents eye colors. It is all his own, and he doesn't mind not sharing that trait. The creature stalks on limber legs, his body lithe and agile for quick maneuvers. He does not fear getting dirty, for it is an essence all his own. He carries himself as tall as he can, a show of arrogance and pride if you will. The boy unafraid, and fear will never show itself in his eyes. Personality: Levaithi is an odd one, straying dangerously away from what his parents used to be. Despite his mother and fathers calm nature, Levaithi is a dark and cold soul. He often shows hatred through his eyes, as if the world were nothing more than out to get him. He is unafraid of those who threaten him. In his mind, their just prey things whose faces he can rip into. The boy suffers from Psychopathic disorder, a trait that he was born with. He feels no remorse, and often all he wants to do is kill. Most of the time on a whim. Or just because he can. Due to this mental illness, he treads a fine line between right and wrong. And although he can be loyal to the core to others, he will have no second thoughts about killing them. His mind unable to process what he did, even after the fact. And although he might miss them later at times, he can't bring himself to feel sorry about it. Levaithi has the tendency to become attached to others, and although this might be seen as a good thing, to him it might be confusing. He might be quick to anger, and when something happens that gets him to the point of seeing red, he may lash out at those nearby. Whether they are best friends, family, or even mates, his mind won't allow him to see anything more then the current thoughts. The argument or the disagreement. If someone angered him, his thought process turns into "Kill. Kill. Kill." However, should his loyalty be given to those who refrain from stepping on that line, then he will always want to use his strength and acquired skills to protect them without a second thought. Although he might be merciless at times, Levaithi isn't all bad. He has his good qualities, or so he likes to think sometimes, but it would take a dangerously long time to find it. However, you have his mental illness to thank for that. Plans: Roam around ala, try to make friends or enemies. Probably find a pack that he might be well-equipped for and one that can handle him. And possibly he might one day figure out how to control the disease that plagues his mind. Rp sample: The boy licked his lips. Blood trickling down his maw as he wiped it away. The body of one who had been traveling with him torn and mangled. Unrecognizable by Levaithi's doing. They had come to a disagreement, and thanks to his mental illness, he had snapped. Although Caleb was a long time friend for the last few months, the boy could not feel bad for what he had done. He saw no wrong in it, and so he'd shrug it off and continue on his way as if he had done nothing more than kill a fly. But now, he was alone again. Still, he would not turn back. His heart was cold, his mind unable to process what he had just done. He didn't care what others thought of him, but he didn't know what he'd tell people if they asked about where he'd been. Well, I traveled with another wolf named Caleb. Until recently anyway. Oh, where is he? I killed him. Why? Because I dunno, he pissed me off. Yeah, that seemed quite the story. The boy stepped onto territory that appeared to be familiar. As if he had been here at one point in time or another. Or perhaps in another life. Or during one of his rages that he couldn't quite remember through the fog. He gazed around the forest. It was muggy, fog rolled in across the ground, and sounds and scents were muffled. As he trekked through, he saw a shadow move ahead of him. The scent of another wolf striking him. With curled lips, the creature slunk forward, his paw steps silenced. He wanted to be alone, and if another unfortunate soul crossed his path then he would force it away just so he could have that bit of peace. He hated when his alone time was disturbed, so this newcomer was clearly in the wrong. Without a second though, Levaithi crept up at quick pace. The only warning the other wolf had gotten was a growl that signaled its doom. For as soon as it turned around, Levaithi was already upon him, teeth tearing into his throat. And just like that, another life was snuffed out. Another fly dropping from the air. "Speech"

Name: Darrah Walker

Changes?: Some. Not very many.
-He's quieter, and doesn't like big crowds
-If he starts something, he's determined to finish it
-His pride gets wounded more easily

Appearance: The male is almost like a ghost, only challenging his mother in his small size of 28 inches. Darrah's coat is sleek, although the texture of his fur is still as soft as it was before. His fur is very fluffy, making the male look a little bigger than he really is. Honestly, the male does not seem all that intimidating. Darrah is meant more for hunting than fighting, his legs slender and the male not weighing that much at all, although his speed could be used for fighting.

Like his mother, Darrah's fur is white, almost blindingly so if the sunlight catches it right. The only markings the male has are around his eyes. A deep sooty color, the markings look like misshapen patches of fur in a way. The male's eyes are what stand out against his fur the most, taking after his mother's color as well.

Darrah's eyes are an icy blue, with no signs of his father's eyes in there. Flecked with an even lighter blue, Darrah's eyes are quite beautiful.

Personality: Darrah is a determined male, almost a little too stubborn. After the loss of Elsa and Hajime, he is determined to help anyone he can, even if they do not want his help. The male wants to be the best guardian he can, and would do anything to protect his family. Of course, a few things have changed since then. If the male starts anything, even the smallest project, he is determined to finish it. Nothing will stop him from finishing that project.

Darrah is not a wolf who will break the rules, even if it means helping someone. In his opinion, rules were made for a reason, and that reason was so there wasn't chaos everywhere. A world without rules scares the male, and he wishes that those who break the rules would at least get off with a warning.

Darrah, since he has left, has been by himself so long that he does not really talk all that much. When he does, it is usually a short answer, spoken in soft tones. He also does not like being around crowds, although he would join a pack if any of his siblings wanted him to do so.

As a pup, Darrah had a few things were his pride would get in the way. As he has gotten older, it has become much easier to wound his pride. Even if it is not intentional, the male's pride will most likely be hurt by whatever the others say.

Plans: Meet up with Renhett and some of his other siblings, explore Ala and maybe make some new friends. :3

Rp sample: Almost done. With that thought in mind, Darrah dropped the twigs in his jaws at the small pile before glancing up at his creation. The small den was just big enough for him, and even then he would most likely have to duck to get into it. But, with a glance at the quickly darkening sky, he knew that it would be better than going into the storm about to come. Thunder rumbled in the distance, and Darrah flattened his ears.

Better hurry. With that, he grabbed some of the twigs in his jaws and struggled up the small hill. The sticks would hopefully stop the small opening in the hill from falling if things got too bad. Darrah flinched as rain splattered on his head, a soft, annoyed growl coming from him as he placed the stick down and went back for another.

In the few round of putting the sticks and twigs into place, the rain was pouring, and the storm was already upon the male. To make matters worse, the male wasn't done. His jaws opening to grab the last pile, he glanced backwards at the hill. The mud had slid over the opening, and the male could tell that he wouldn't be able to get to it.

Of course.

Okay Dragon and Croa you get them ^w^ Just know if you don't post actively with them I will ask that you give them back so that they can be given to active members. Croa keep in mind that Darrah had a strong connection with Abaven he was even training with Bass at the time, so you should expand on him giving abaven a visit and giving a reason why he left in the middle of his training. Renhett is going to imperium(where Levi used to reside) but she most likley would still love her brothers no matter what so I'd like to thread with them ^w^ Congrats.

Riv, do you know the password for Darrah? I can't register with his name.