Machiavelli

[Sighani]

Given Name: Machiavelli Alighieri.
Nicknames: He has walked with the winds of far-off lands for which wolven tongues have no name, and in all his travels he has accumulated innumerable titles, particularly from the barbaric tribes of lesser canines who had never before seen a stranger in their isolated territories. Fearing that an enemy from his accursed past will recognize his given name, he simply introduces himself as The Prince.
Gender: Male.
Age: 6 years.
Breed: Alighieri blood is anicent and noble, but the family is unsure of its early ancestry, speculating that strains of dire flow through the blood of an otherwise tundra-dwelling species.
Height: 36 inches at the shoulder.
Weight: 135 pounds.
Pelt: Machiavelli carries within his pelt the misty and earthen hues of the mountains, soft slates and granites marking his fur like veins of stone, an occasional patch of white covering the gray like snow and cloud crowning craggy peaks.
Spheres: If The Prince's coat is of the earth, his eyes are of the air. Spectral and unreadable as autumn morning mists, his silver orbs, pale and ancient as the ghosts of myths, reflecting all but revealing nothing. They are wise eyes, but in spite of his sinful past they are not old eyes, nor are they sad. Instead, they glow seemingly from within, lit up by his very spirit and displaying his true thirst for life and his deep desire to unravel the mysteries that have plagued wolfkind since first the stars were born.
Mother: Alekto Patroklos Alighieri.
Father: Adelphus Alighieri.
Siblings: Machiavelli is the firstborn son in a litter of three, his two younger brothers being Durante and Ciardi Alighieri, The Poet and The Priest respectively. He knows naught of their whereabouts but his past indicates that it is improbable he will ever come face-to-face with either of his brothers again without also going fang-to-fang.
Other Family: Vergilius Patroklos is his third cousin once removed.
Interest/s: None. His interest lies solely in his studies and politics. He has never found time for a fatale and this is a fact that he does not regret in the slightest.
Courting/Courted By: None. His desire for companionship does not stretch so far so as to be found within the realm of carnal love.
Mate: None. Not since he was a boy has he lingered long enough in one place to ever develop such affections for a fae, and neither has he gained a woman's outright interest in return. He does not want to be bound in a strangling relationship until the end of his days and views matehood as a relinquishing of the freedom and wanderlust he holds so near to his heart, nearer, perhaps, than he will ever hold another wolf.
Whelps: None. He has never looked upon a fae with such a desire in his eyes and would be disgusted if ever he did. He does not want to spread the Alighieri name, seeing it as an infectous disease that needs to be eradicated from the world, and as one of only three remaining members of the family he has hopes that the bloodline will be extinct in little more than a decade.
Ward: He has come across countless children in his life, children in need of shelter and love, but these are things he has always been unable to offer them.
Alignment: The Prince is bound by no alignment and wanders wherever the winds may take him. It can be said, however, that his actions in the past have led him down a dark and twisted path from which no amount of penance can save a man, given that he would want to be saved at all.