Post by Hannah on Oct 9, 2010 23:41:27 GMT -5
Name:: Vilktor, best said in a sort of Russian accent. Also it isn’t Victor, it is ViLktor.
Nickname:: Vik
Gender:: Male, thank you.
Age:: Six years old
Pack:: Abysol Pack
Status:: In the Pack
Ranking:: Alpha Male
Height:: Vik stands about 35 inches at the shoulder, an amazing height for any wolf.
Weight:: Weighing in at 130 lbs.
Length:: 55 inches.
Sub-Species:: Eurasian Wolf, was captured in Russia and released here.
Body Build:: He is a very large wolf. Not the largest, but he is big, there is no mistaking that. He has these large egg shaped ears that seem to catch every word ever said. He has a shorter snout, but it leads to beautiful chocolate hued eyes. He has a line of grey colored fur around his mouth, giving him the appearance of a forever smile. His chest deeply set and leading to long, strong front legs. Hs muscles ripple beneath his coat with every movement, much like a pebble tossed in the water. His tail is actually shorter then most wolves, only reaching a little past two-thirds of the way down his legs.
Eye Color:: Chocolate brown
Fur Color:: Vilktor has an interesting coat pattern. With a dark gray color covering his upper half of his body and growing darker as you reach his spine area. Dropping down to his stomach is a light rusty red color, with a hint of tan. This covers his belly, a third up his ribs, and the back side of his legs, along with the upper paws.
History:: Vilktor wasn’t born here. He was born in Russia, but was captured and brought here illegally. As a pup he grew up in what he would soon find out was a hunting range. He was brought in to make a bigger, stronger wolf with cross-breeding. But soon the population of wolves grew out of control and the aggression sky-rocketed. They were hunted into oblivion, and Vilktor was not spared the loss. His family was killed, along with what seemed his entire pack. He was about two by then. Somehow he escaped with three other wolves. It wasn’t that he meant to escape, but nature takes its due course and sends a message to an adolescent wolf that says he needs to set off and make his own pack. Sure he grieved the loss of his family, but the weak do not survive. He was bigger then most wolves and did amazingly well on his own. There were times when food was hard to come by, and then others when food was in abundance. But he made due either way. He wandered and came to Abysol, meeting a female and mingling with the long formed pack. He never found a mate, but he did climb the tree of advancement. With his size and skill he was soon leading the hunts as the Ambusher. Then one day the pack was turned over to him. And like they say the rest is simply history.
Relatives:: All deceased, thanks for bringing that up.
Offspring:: None
Beloved:: None
Personality:: Vilktor is a surprisingly uptight wolf. He is extremely serious and sarcastic. It isn’t often that he will let loose, and it is with even few wolves. He has a high distrust in many things, humans, bears, other wolves, and this seems to be with males especially. But that isn’t to say he likes females all that much either. He is a very solitary wolf, often constrained to a few words. He uses body language a lot though, and expects you to use it correctly. He is a very introverted wolf, often thinking rather then speaking. He will have formed an opinion about you the minute he sees you, and it will probably not change over time. He often is correct about wolves, which scares some, but it also makes him a very competent leader. He often sees the best in wolves, but when something tells him differently he will listen to that feeling also. He is a very determined wolf, about anything he does, and because he is often thinking he sometimes over thinks some things. Often he comes to the conclusion he will die fighting for his pack, which is clearly something he obsesses over. He wants to know how he shall die, and is determined to be correct in his thinking. Although that is something he would never share with another wolf, it is all in his head.