Post by nEwOL握敵 on Jul 16, 2012 13:05:04 GMT -5
Inarak
Feed the Rich. Forget the Poor.
Feed the Rich. Forget the Poor.
Gender: Male
Age: 3 years 8 months
Species: Folami
Eye color: yellow
Body Build: Medium
Fur Length: medium-long
Spay/Neutered/Steral: Nope.
*In-Depth Physical Appearance: He is a devilishly handsome creature. He's solid and lean. His belly trim tight, his shoulders strong and broad. There is no fat on his body, as the result of both a high metabolism and the training he endured. He is not the biggest nor the strongest Folami, but he is certainly no runt. He is the average size for a male Folami. He had a few scars along his body, but all of them so far are only minor and there for to not show through his fur, all but one. There is a hideous burn scar on his right hind leg that runs pretty much to full length of his leg. It it, however, mostly covered by tattered bandages that are tied around his leg, with a few loose ribbons hanging free here and there. The biggest gap in then is at the two leg joints.
His fur is black all along his body, one solid shade save for a few places, each paw is a dark shade of grey that fades back into the black at the ankle. His fur is very fine and he keeps himself well groomed His eyes are a demonic shade of yellow that almost glows and always appear to have volumes of different feelings and emotions swimming behind them. On his face, there are two unnatural lines of white. One run from his lower jaw across his mouth to the top of his muzzle and stops where is upper and lower jaw part, the line is just behind his nose on his face. The other runs down the side of his muzzle, intersecting with the line running across, all the way down to curve around his eye.
Mother: The womb of a wolf fea in captivity served as his incubator.
Father: There never was one
Siblings: none
Friends: Haha. Ha. Hahaha... Your funny.
Mate: No. too many strings
Children: there was one, which he drown
Trained?: Yes
Opposing the feline massacre?: No
Personality: Inarak is a very twisted creature. He's narcissistic, always looking for opportunities that could benefit him. In front of canines that have more rank then him, he is a text book little order follower, but that's only so he can afford what he considers his 'real life', so that no one would suspect him of the things he did. Behind their backs, he's all about himself. He likes to act on impulse, finding sick enjoyment in fighting, dirty and unfairly mind you, and taking advantage of females. He'll abuse herbs when he knows he can get away with it, enjoying the ride that it takes him on. He thinks everyone to be below him, not worthy to lick the dirt off his paws because he knows how to live it up and he doesn't. Its also a sick joke to him, that he can get away with truly horrid things behind their backs. The felines are his greatest outlet for his sins. particularly the larger ones. The males he'll destroy with no remorse. The females, he'll take advantge of in trade for their life. Often times once he's had his fun thoufh he dosn't uphold that deal. All this to feed the monster he has become, one he dosn't want to be saved from.
Still part of the pack?: Yes, Bidziil's/Nimrod's
*Rank: Hunter
History: An experiment gone wrong.
Inarak had a fairly standard puphood. Created in a lab, grown in a wolf's belly, and raised by humans with a small batch of other pups. They where allowed only a short time of happy, care free play, but as with all things, it had to end. However, fate would have something else in mind for this unnatural creature. Normally Folami from this complex where trained individually in the skill sets of fighting and hunting and killing the felines, but the humans wanted to see what else their little science projects where capable of. And so Inarak and four others where to be trained in the same arena. The Project's original goal was to train them to function as a group, to support one another, and to always work as a unit in all things. To hunt and fight as a solid unit. They wanted to see just how far one well unified small group could go on its own. There where five in total. Two females, three males. But what ground was untested in the Complex had a way of destroying the poor few who test new ground. time went by and they bonded well with one another, but in the end it all kinda fell in on itself. One fea killed herself, being too weak to take it. One male snaped and ended up being put down. Another made a run for his life and escaped the Complex, though it left him crippled. And so he and the remaining fea where thrown into the normal training. When their time came to be released into the wild he chose thepath of a loner. Until now.