{break me down} &&.raiden

[sky]

{In Character;;}

Name;; Raiden

Gender;; Male

Age;; 4 Years 6 Months

Species;; Tundra Wolf



Personality;;
The most prominent trait about Raiden is his extremely short temper. It doesn't take a whole lot to ignite the fuse within him. And when it's lit it won't be long till it explodes. With the deepest passion, he hates males. He can be very territorial but only towards certain things. He absolutely adores the females and jumps at any chance to show off his odd way of flirting. Most of the time he seems to be distant, but this is only because of his overactive mind. He's constantly thinking about something or other. There's hardly a minute that goes by where he's not being sarcastic. He has a sharp tongue and a quick mind that can come up with the wittiest of comebacks. Fighting is his expertise and it's not very often that he gives up the opportunity to pounce. He can come off as the cocky jerk, but beneath it all he secretly searches for something he'd never had: love.

Appearance;;
Raiden has a muscular, almost tank-like form. He stands at an abnormally tall height for a wolf but doesn't exactly tower over others. His coat is dark as night and covers every inch of his body except for his right front leg which is coated in a vibrant yellow in contrast to the dark fur of the rest of him. His eyes are a mix of yellow and gold depending on the time of day.

Abilities?;;
Raiden is most known for his fighting skills. He was born to fight and finds pleasure in others' pain and bloodshed. He considers fighting an art, and the only way he can release his emotions. He also has the ability to manipulate fire.

History;;
Raiden had been a loner during his puphood, and was raised by his tough-loving father which was who he'd gotten his love of fighting from. When he was old enough his father had chased him off after some stupid verbal combat that had quickly become physical. After that he refused to take crap from anyone. He been raised to be strong and nothing other. It didn't take him too long after that to discover a valley inhabited by two packs, one of which was slowly falling, nearly disintegrating from lack of food and water while the other pack soaked in the abundant neccisities of life. Raiden, of course, had joined the torn down pack. With the nearly dying wolves came hysteria, enough to cause blood shed. With the help of a female friend he'd helped defeat the rival pack, and drive them out. Although he hated his father, he was thankful for him. He'd made him who he was today.


Desired Pack;; Rajati


{Codeword?;;} Riot


{Roleplay Example;;}
At the first signs of sunlight appearing over the horizon, Raiden awoke as if a non-existent alarm was set, stirring him from a peace that only sleep and sweet dreams could offer. He lay in the rumpled grass for a while longer, secretly enjoying the early birds' songs and the slowly fading chirping of the crickets nearby. Eventually, the grogginess had subsided to the point where he was able to slowly push himself to ebony padded paws. His forelegs outstretched before him until they were nearly parallel with the ground he stood upon. Blackened lips parted, not only to reveal dagger-like canines, but also to emit the quiet sound of a yawn as lids lowered over golden irises for a moment longer. He flexed his muscles as he stretched, attempting to shake the stiffness from them.

For the first time that morning he took a good look at his surroundings and the place he'd collapsed when sleep deprivation overwhelmed had overwhelmed his over exerted body. Jaws snapped close with an audible click as he straightened up, head pivoting on his neck and irises darting from side to side. For one thing he was positive: he was back in Samara, somehow managing to drag his sleep ridden body back into his homelands after a long night on the beach. Golden orbs took in the typical view of a forest, dense underbrush, illuminated by the rays that were allowed access from the canopy above. Pricked ears took in the nearby sound of trickling water. Instinctively he moved towards that, not realizing how thirsty he was until the sound had been processed by his tired brain.

As he walked through the forest his mind drifted to last night. His meeting with Rhys and Tiber, the male that had so easily gotten under his skin without even putting up an effort. Of course Raiden was known for his guarded impressions when it came to those of his sex, but still, deep within him he kept a glimmer of hope towards anyone he came upon, including males. Tiber had been giving his slightly unfair chance and he'd failed the test. The male had brought it upon himself with immediately revealing his lifestory to Rhys and himself. It had been extremely irritating, the male making the impression that he craved, not only attention, but pity. Raiden would be the last wolf to offer him even a fraction of that. He didn't deserve it. It was a pity what had happened to him, but there were bigger problems than a mere physical defect.

He calmed his vicious thoughts by replacing them with his memories of Rhys. At first he'd considered her to be a typical female, but after only a few minutes of being with her he'd seen something. He wasn't sure what it was but it was enough to keep him intrigued. She'd been much more considerate towards Tiber than he had, and in her compassion she'd been able to show him more about herself. But still the fact that she was even being compassionate towards another male had almost instantly brought out his territorial side. The trait wasn't one of his most attractive, but he couldn't change. He tried to keep it lowered to a certain degree, but there was only so much his natural disposition could hold back. Raiden didn't want to say he was attracted to her. Not yet, at least. It was much too soon for even that. Not that she wasn't attractive, he'd considered her to be beauty, but it was simply too soon.

He did, however, want to know more.


How did you find this site?;; From Bassie [:

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[Bassharmony]

Great to have you, Skye! Lovely ap. Wolves are only allowed one magical ability, but since the fighting isn't magic, I'll allow it. Feel free to begin posting whenever you like c: