"Love shall always result in the agony of loss, be it by those who depart by will or those who slip by with not one farewell. To love is to feel, and to feel is to be vulnerable: vulnerability to one and another means all but death for either the latter or the former; the one who survives will be destroyed, fractured and shattered, mended into a lost creature, and pieced together bit by bit into a ghost of the past--a monster. But is it true to push away all so that one may be free of pain? Perhaps, to attain happiness, or, rather, peace and tranquility, is to rid of feeling. But then again, if one feels nothing and loves no one, why strive to survive if there is not one thing to live for? Then I suppose to attain peace, one must simply... Die. You know, I believe that, finally, I have attained a level of my goal, for I can no longer love again. The next step, I suppose, is obvious."

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Name: Ezhno {"One Who Walks Alone"}

Alias: Ezhno, Ez (personal)
Age: Four Years Old
Gender: Female
Aroma: A Curious Cocktail of Milk and Honey, and Blood and Death
Sexuality: Demipansexual Demipanromantic
Defects: Ezhno has congenital analgesia, a true heritable disorder in which the afflicted individual cannot feel physical pain.

Pack: N/A
Rank: Rogue

Appearance:
Atramentous beyond a shadow's hue, even amongst night, she, the dame, cannot be detected. Though rather svelte from afar, one mustn't think her to be petite, for beneath skin riddled in endless scars is sheer poised sinews and brawn. Great is her muscle and skills that she, without worry nor excessive ponder, can kill bull elk alone. Furthermore, to exaggerate her skill in clashes, former lacerations and cicatrixes mar what was once a ravishing beauty. Imperfections they are, capable of dismaying even the most tenacious of canids, beneath her semblance of flinty dominance is an old, tired, and sad dame unafraid of death, not because of arrogance but of surrender. However, the most noticeable of her traits are not what has been stated--eccentric as they are--but rather her eyes, for they are not of an ordinary wolf's: hues of carmine as red as blood pool the darkest of pupils one shall ever encounter; and her orbs shall eternally be sanguineous: a warning, it seems, to avoid every fiber of her existence, for she is though more demon than wolf.

Height: 1'2"
Length: 6'
Weight: 123 lbs.

Personality:
Ezhno is the epitome of stern: steely, stony, cruel, firm, hard, inflexible, rigid, unsympathetic, and unyielding. Indeed, she is one to behold, so astringent it is a wonder if she is even what her kind suggests. Of course, being bitter results in being unfit for socialization; as such, she is highly secluded and detached, often found in places of lonesomeness. Her lack of control over her horrid being has resulted in an overly assertive and manipulative canid forever longing for wrongful ascendancy. But despite what her behavior offers, she is extremely lonely, fringing on the edges of touch-starved; despite acridity, she yearns for companionship; despite brininess, she cannot escape the cloud of disconsolation cloaking her bruised existence. Indeed, it may seem as though Ezhno is as brilliantly devious as she is psychotically insane.
Strengths:

- Being of slightly larger-than-average size, she is both agile and powerful, resulting in excellent combat skills
- Having congenital analgesia, she can continue fighting heedless to injury
- Her acrimonious persona, coupled with fine observation techniques, intelligence, cunning, all of which are likely a result of her age and experience with a harsh existence, is often enough for her to win a bicker
Weaknesses:

- Being of middle-age, Ezhno is no longer physically what she once was, and so she can be easily overpowered by youth
- Since her inability to feel physical pain may result in her fighting without stopping, she will not know when to flee to prevent death from mortal wounds
- Cantankerous and crotchety, short-tempered individuals may grow irritated with her, leading to a feud

- She treats all forms of feelings other than rage and ireful passion as poison

Maximum Bite Pressure: 1,500 psi

Maximum Speed: 32 mph

Maximum Stamina: Can Maintain a 24-mph Lope for Three Hours

Relatives:

All Are Deceased

Mate: N/A

Progeny: Deceased

History:

Miserable Beyond Comprehension

Other:

Edited at November 5, 2019 01:49 AM by ASomeonePerson

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Name: Lunar

Alias: Lunar, Lun (personal), Moon (personal)

Age: Three Years

Gender: Male

Aroma: Musky Cinder

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Defects: N/A

Pack: N/A

Rank: Loner

Appearance:

Though scant for a male wolf his age, with a dapper cinerous-hued maculated pelage, of which the bated iotas of hushed alabaster grow eloquent about either flank then gradually fade into nonexistence to become brilliant ashen-gray at his digits and neck ruff; and lambent auriferous orbs whelked umber-bister, Lunar is quite the pulchritudinous canid, the only dire imperfections to his fine-features being drabbles of furless marks dotting his hindlimbs and shoulders, and an inoperable right forelimb that threatens to marr his very being.

Height: 1'

Length: 5'9"

Weight: 97 lbs.

Personality:

Lunar is the very definition of cautious: he is alert and prudent in hazardous situations, taking care to avoid critical lacerations by using means of agitation via circling and vocalizing rather than dentitions to the flesh of foes, and being beyond wary of seemingly everything in existence. However, there are moments when his audaciousness, fueled by contumaciousness, surfaces, if not prevails; only when he is unfairly besieged or when he is fiercly guarding a carcass, with the latter typically occuring most often, does his belligerence and combativeness display. All of what was said is Lunar, not more nor less: any deeper character has long since been buried in the shadows of his mind, for he has one mission, and so loyal he is to this quest a more developed persona is lost to him.

Strengths:

- Agility is on his side: With his small physique, he can easily evade attacks

- One mustn't confuse Lunar to not be a fighter; if provoked, he can prove to be one to wound, often dealing more damage when defending a kill from thieves

Weaknesses:

- Since he is small, he can be easily overpowered

- Despite caution, his cantakerousness often gets the better of him, especially during tense moments, such as defending a carcass, or when confronting potential vermin: this results in foolish refusal to flee when needed

Relatives:

Biological Sister: Ezhno

Crush: None

Former Mate: Galena

Mate: None

Pups: None

History:

To Be Revealed

Other:

Edited at August 10, 2019 04:55 AM by ASomeonePerson

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August 10, 2019 04:55 AM