Post by Bre on May 28, 2012 15:05:48 GMT -5
Drake
Sex:
Brute of course.
Years I have Survived:
3 Years
Rank
I'm a Loner
Pack
Loner
The Looks of Drake
Liar, Lawyer, Mirror show me
What's the difference?
Drake has a white pelt with variation of white shades. Behind his shoulders, all the way to the very tip of his tail is a creamy white a few stray, lighter hairs every now and again. From his shoulders forward is darker shade of white, with an black patch on his chest, and white muzzle, chin, and cheeks, topped by almost black on the top of his muzzle and dark black brow. Atop his head rest two sharp, black ears, and a slightly lighter patch of fur lays between them. His legs are a fading white again, then his toes are black, with long, well cared for claws. His belly is white. Drake keeps his pelt well groomed, giving a sleek shine and a satin feel, as well as showing off his build.
The shadow's eyes are a bright shade of amber, tipping to an almost golden color, but sticking stubbornly to the shade of honey-like amber glow. Drake has a naturally angular face, one that gives him a long snout and a sharp nose. He has a very sly grin, whether trying to look sly or not. He has the amazing ability to look completely confused or innocent, with words that can help to prove his point. At the same time, the shadow can turn intimidating, with long incisors that he can use well, and finely groomed claws, sharpened and always ready. When he is ready to fight, his eyes give off a fierce shine, sometimes this alone can bring an opponent to back off. It wouldn't be the first time.
Drake has a large body, though not to a very restricting extent. He was raised to fight for himself, as well as hunt and heal. He is not thin as much as he is lean. His muscles are well built for fighting, but not showy and bulky. His front legs are somewhat narrow, fine for running, swatting, and holding opponents off, while his back legs are thick and strong, great for throwing opponents off, jumping, and running at high speeds. A long tail gives him fine agility, and training gave him balance that just his tail couldn't give him. He is strong and fit, fast and beautiful, always looking calm , unless fighting.
Personality.
I will find a center in you,
I will chew it up and leave.
Drake is a calm man, on the outside. He holds himself proudly, ambitious and knowledge thirsty, there is little he will not do. He is confident in his skills and will not hesitate to put someone in their place, even if he is lower than them and they are speaking out of line. If he needs to prove himself, he will. If he needs to surprise, he will. If he wants to attack, he will. A master at persuasion, he uses his pretty face if he needs to, and can act extraordinarily out of character to get who he wants to do what he needs. What is in character?
Drake is dark humored, with a tongue that can turn to hot steel in less than a second. He has little care for others needs unless it can help his, and does not feel guilty. He believes respect must be earned as anything else. Pride and confidence often fuel his pawsteps, with an implanted hatred towards Beta wolves, unless he is such. He does not trust. The last person he trusted, the very last person after his brother, killed his brother. He is the descendent of mother Earth, and this is a major part of his being. It is why he lived the way he did and it is who he is now. Mother Earth, he believes, is the only thing in the universe that one can trust, because she has no bias. She does not choose out of preference. If she would, then Morpheus and Cane would still be together, and that awful pack would die a painful, fiery death. He believes in Father Morpheus and Mother Earth, as they are the only deities he's ever known, and he would not take any others.
You do not cross Drake and live. If you do live, crossing paths with him is a mistake you will never make again. He does not play when he speaks of killing, sacrifice, and the earth. Herbs are something he knows well, poison and healing alike. He is tricky to get around when he is against you, and you can often not tell until you choke on that strange syrup that tasted like honey that he is not playing. Drake is a high believer of one life for another, and will kill to move forward in his journey to the top.
Drake often thinks about family, his greatest wish is to keep the Aswara genes going, mother earth's children needed to keep the peace, then come to her in the afterlife. When thinking of mates, Drake only wants a she-wolf who can take care of herself and pups, as well as would take in his beliefs as her own. His pups would take in the tales of mother Earth, and they would receive the highest education Drake could give them, even if he had to do it himself. When thoughts of his brother come to mind or are mention, he recites the tale coolly, whether in his mind or aloud. When seeing siblings, he will grow bitter, but if seeing siblings fight, or one lose another, he will speak up with the most emotion he ever would. To lose your brother or sister is heart wrenching. It changes one's self, as Drake knows from experience.
History.
I know the peices fit,
because I watched them fall apart.
Its none of your business to tell the truth but I'll give you the brief. Drake’s history breaks off from where him and Fatal separated. He struggled to continue onward after they did. But during that time he found a pack named Red Wind there he met a female name Roslyn who double crossed him and set him up making it look like he wanted to over throw the Alpha when she did. He fled from the pack and disappeared finding his was to Caden Valley where he now wanders without a purpose.
