Lived and Forgotten

[midir]

FORMALITIES

Full Name: Zainerium Godric Midir
Aliases: Zain. Kain. Midir. Godric (pref.)
Gender: Male
Age: The seasons have changed four full times in his life.
Breed: Arctic/Timber Wolf
Alignment: Neutral/Dark.


THE BODY

Height: 36" at the shoulder
Weight: When he resides in a pack his weight is around 150lbs, as of this moment being in lone lands and with rough tavels his weight is dount to 130-135lbs.
Pelt: With the Arctic in his bloodline his colors are more on the lighter side. The hues of the browns/tans/ and blacks have a lighter foggy shade to them.
Spheres: A deep golden rich color.
Scars/Markings: He has had not enough of a defeating history to give him credit of stories to tell
Form: With a pelt that feels like barbed wire with colors that mesh and twine together like the brances and leaves of a late harvest seasons forest this brute is the perfect machine to use as a spy. Slender pillars carry him for long trips while his masculin body will help him survive in a dangerous situation encountered. Shift orbs catch the smallest of movements and acute hearing through rounded auds catch the smallest of whispers if interesting enough. With a handsome face the brute is known to catch the shifting eyes of a female but his stature of a mix of two breeds in the pelt coat and color tend to turn them away. A fluffy but dangerous bru who's intentions aren't to fight mostly but to scout and spy.


THE MIND

General Temperment:Zain is a strange bru. His physical facial mask is usually blank. Though his soul is more into the darkness the brute has a kind side to him. His personal views change his everyday decisions even if they don't fit the normal morals of a pack. He's a dedicated loyal wolf if found in a pack with a leader or set of leaders into which he is sworn in to follow. His love life, if that were such a thing in his world is boring to himself. He has yet to find someone who could stand his thoughts and ideas, his need to carry on a conversation alone or be involved with the pack in a deeply trusting way.
Positive Traits: Family. He's a very protective wolf to family and kin. Though his mind doesn't fully grasp the concept of evil and good or why it is needed he will always defend his pack once found in one and close to those who reside there. If given a task it's always completed, he cannot sleep or eat till tasks are done and checks over the pack mates are made before nightfall...
Negative Traits: His anger. An old alpha had once claimed him insane. Though he can be a nice wolf who would follow a simple rule till his death, if someone were to step on his toes the wrong way or insult someone close to him or who has come close to him there is no way a single wolf would bring them harm physically or emotionally without him loosing his mind...
Fears: He is actually afraid of the dark. From a history that had once happened in his life of dreams the darkness scares him. He tries to sleep near water so the reflection of the moon will brighten his area of rest though during a new mood he's slightly more in a panic. Not finding love is another fear of his mind.
Orientation: Heterosexuality
Beliefs: Things happen for a reason though there are magical properties at work. A wolf is an alpha for a reason of the gods, whomever they are and whatever they are. To kill is to use everything you can in that single kill and to love is to give that part of your soul away to that single specific god that'll hold onto it until it is either given back by your lover or kept forever. Each part of life has a soul and once connected with your own a higher power takes it so you don't have to baer with it anymore. His views are strange, which is probably why he's still single...

THE BLOOD

Sire: Godric Thiberious - Deceased by his own hand
Dame: Jannette Havira
Siblings: Yavier - a close friend he's encountered in his travel to these lands, he is said to be seen again but when it unknown... the wolf seems to be finding himself in this life
Love Interest: No Interest at this time
Offspring: Javier - Yavier's son who still travels with the old bru.
Other: The gods...

[midir]

Ooc:|| At this point in time it is not in my best interest to post an introduction for my character. I lost my info while writing it. Accidently hitting the delete button didn't improve my eagerness to get started on him but with a fresh mind after work I will be posting him.

[midir]

Let there be a single thing in this world that is pure while a single thing that there is dark can destroy it or shall it be known the other way around. Mindless thoughts crazed the wolf only another moment as he wandered alone through the swamp like marsh trying to find a safe place near the water to rest, and that thing was very much needed in his life point right now. Golden orbs shifted left and right catching the rays of leaving sunlight all the while his obsessive need to find any type of reflective water was needed. It was okay tonight for him to be in the clear and not afraid the moon was high in the sky, high and full which ment a simple suttle night of sleep. Again his attention was on a certain need and his stomach growled softly for it had died from the loud rumble of a beast only nights before, the beauty of being a predator was you could survive till perfect life source was provided.

His russet creamed multi colored pelt shifted in the last of the fading light and a slight fear entered his mind. 'be still or else the darkness will drive you insane, you'll find a place soon'. He stopped short pulling his cranium back and looking at a tree as if it were speaking to him for that was impossible but he was talking amongst his own mind, that shouldn't be a good sign at this point in time through his travels. Godric, Zain, whichever name he decided to tell was loosing his own sanity in this place of mystery. He couldn't imagine having company at this point in time, specially at night during the summer where hiding was more difficult for himself cause of his constant nighttime fear.

His attention came back to focus and he smiled at the gentle suprise before him. Obviously something bigger then he had lay here before but he found himself climbing up on the branch overlaying the water and resting his body there. A break, his legs thanked him with a relaxing stretch and that was enough lids slid closed and the bru began to drift into a light slumber...

Ooc:|| Horrid. But. I'm in a rush here and there. Friends over for a night of poker and cool beers. I just wanted to get this up to you few loves that are around =) Feel free to throw someone in to bug him awake. He's like me, scared of the dark, so beware

[kumarlove]

Oali limped along, her leg still hurting, as usual. It seemed the pain never ended, no matter how long she rested. Her white fur was slick from the rain she had encountered earlier, making her pelt contrast like the moon against the dark sky. It was getting darker as she hobbled along, but there wasn’t much she could do about that. Her whole body was trembling from the exertion put on her leg. She had been traveling too much lately, but she had to keep moving, for there were no wolves anywhere that she had seen, and she was beginning to fear she’d never find anyone.

Then, it was like a miracle. A lone wolf, almost a light brown (thought it was hard to tell in this light) was lying on a branch above the water. She watched him a moment, as he just lay there and stared at the water. He seemed to be asleep, thought Oali wasn’t sure.

‘Oh well,’ she thought to herself. ‘As long as he doesn’t eat me.’

She stepped out into the moonlight, her fur reflecting the moon almost two times as bright. She limped over to the water, lowered herself beside it and lapped some up, relief as the cool liquid slipped down her throat. Feeling strange for the wolf at her back, she turned her head and called out to him, “You look awfully lonely up there. Why don’t you join me? It isn’t dangerous down here, and I won’t hurt you.”

She wasn’t sure if he had heard her, but she didn’t have the strength to stand up.