Sachiel; Canine [M]

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[bg=045344][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=border,0,true][cs=2] SACHIEL
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[bg=cccfd8][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,225] PRONUNCIATION: sack-I-el NICKNAME(S): N/A SPECIES, BREED(S): Canine; Timber wolf, irish wolfhound, husky AGE: Four SEX: Male	[bg=cccfd8][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,225] COLOR(S): Black, Grey and white EYE COLOR: Brown HEIGHT, WEIGHT: 3'4", 140 lb MARKINGS: Sachiel's coat has a grey base streaked through with darker grey and black strands - especially across his back and around his lower legs, causing them to be a little darker than the rest of his coat. His ears, too, have taken on a darker shade. His muzzle, cheeks and underbelly are all coated in white, as are his paws. MUTATIONS: None
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[bg=cccfd8][atrb=border,0,true][cs=2] PERSONA: Sachiel is a male with his own sense of honour and a strict code by which he lives which can make him a little difficult to spend long periods of time around. His rules are not terrible, nor does he try to force them onto others, but some fail to understand the complexities of this code and being questioned on it can make him irritable. As such, to get a grasp on Sachiel on an individual it is important to look at his code of honour by which he lives. The first thing to know is that Sachiel is always honest - he never lies about anything and does not expect to be fed lies. He believes that trust is the foundation for everything between two individuals and that to lie is to jeopardise everything. This would not be such an issue, except the truth can be brutal and he does not water down his meaning - after all, even bending the truth is to lie. He tends to react badly when he is lied to, and has been known to become aggressive. The next of his little rules is that he will not tolerate foolishness. If you speak without thinking or act rashly then he will tell you that, and if the behaviour continues he will find a way to make you stop being so foolish. After all, it is not an easy life in this world and foolishness will only bring trouble to the individual and anyone associated with them. His methods of dealing with foolishness can be, and often are, quite harsh. The final stage of his honour code is that he will always support those with whom he has friendship with, and those that he is in a pack with. This might be emotionally, by lending a listening ear and some kind words, or physically by defending and fighting for them. Due to this, he spends a lot of time ensuring that he is in good shape and able to make the most of his physical abilities. He also tries to maintain positive relationships to everyone within his pack. Sachiel has a fondness for pups and is a lot softer with them than adults, even found playing and making up wild stories to keep them entertained. He longs for pups of his own but has never found the female that reaches into his very soul. However, this could be because he still harbours hope of finding Akarbi one day.
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[bg=cccfd8][atrb=border,0,true][cs=2] HISTORY: To tell the full story of Sachiel's parents, Wirian and Teaka, would take may hours. To cut it short, they met as pups in a pack known as the Khav where they fell in love and, around the time both came into adulthood, they became mates. With the permission of the alphas, the pair bred but then disaster struck. You see, both litters had been abandoned when they were small and left in the care of the pack pup sitter, Reesha, and a patroller, Tamaska who became mates through the process of raising two litters of pups. But Wirian's mother did return, something which brought about a change in the young male who then abandoned the pack, and his mate. Luckily, the pack gathered around the female and soon her litter came into the world in the form of two healthy pups - Sachiel and his brother Akarbi. As is expected the pups were brought up within the packs, the values of the pack taught from the time that they were very young. Given how the Khav worked this meant that the brothers were brought up with very strong moral values - but that did not stop a strong rivalry developing. To start with it was only the small things, Akarbi always had to be the best at everything and he always had to win. Everything became a competition and believing it to be a game Sachiel joined in. Of course, the pair did not realise how dangerous some of the games were. Lunaesti, where they were brought up, could not have seemed safer. It was beautiful, with great lakes and cliffs. They would have competitions to see who could race the cliff top the most quickly, to see who would dare swim out the furthest and of course there were the races across the sands next to the lake. Teaka tried her best to bring the teenagers under control, but it was too late... Akarbi had his father's will and stubborn nature. All it took was one thing and he snapped, lashing out at Sachiel and scarring his face before running off. Even now, they do not know what came of the young male. Sachiel became very focussed on his training at that moment, vowing that he would one day find his brother and make things right. His focus was so intense it started to scare the other pack members and whenever someone questioned his desire to find his brother he would snap. Eventually the alphas had enough of the brute's behaviour and chased him from the pack - telling him that if he ever returned they would ensure he paid for his behaviour. His mother was heart broken as she watched him walk away with that glint in his eye. All her boys were gone and there was nothing that she could do about it. Of course, it was quite the adaptation he had to go through. He had been used to being in a pack where they hunted together, where no one went hungry and all of a sudden he had to hunt for himself. If he failed he went hungry, and to start with this was often the case. However, he started to grow and adapt and soon he mastered it. It was always small prey - rabbits and the like that grazed the grasslands of Lunaesti rather than bigger prey animals but it was enough. He got by, and he started to put the weight back on again. He wasted months seeking Akarbi out, he covered most of the large area seeking out his brother and even wandered into bordering territories but never found success. Soon, he realised that he could not spend his whole life searching. For all he knew his brother was dead, after all. So he continued to live, avoiding the area he had grown in while fighting to survive. It was a lonely existence, he missed his family and his friends but he had nowhere else to do. There were times when he came across others, but his moral code drove many of them away quickly enough and so he gave up hope of that too. Now four years old, this male is truly coming into his own and while he still harbours the hope that one day he will find his brother he has put that aside for other things... To find friends, to find himself love and to have a family.
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[bg=045344][atrb=border,0,true][cs=2] BLUEJAY
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[bg=cccfd8][atrb=border,0,true][cs=2] ALSO PLAYS: None yet PASSWORD: babyblues SAMPLE: It was a beautiful night, one of those that would wished would come around more often. A clear sky meant that each star could be seen, a small twinkling light, and the full silver moon offered a little light to the otherwise dark planet. Simple but beautiful, it was enough to be imprinted in memory. But the sky was not on Sachiel's mind as he lay beside the tranquil waters of a beautiful lake. More, it had ran across the flowered fields and who else knew where to his brother; Akarbi. All in all, it wasn't a subject he thought about too often these days. It was two years since his brother had left him and there was no point in wasting his life searching for someone that did not want to be found if he was even alive. After all, there were no guarantees. Two years was a long time and every day alone was a fight for survival. Not that his brother was guaranteed to be alone - he'd always been the more handsome canine with his thick black coat and flashy markings. If he was alive he probably had a mate of his own, pups even. Not like him... No, Sachiel had a habit for driving others off. The tri-toned male sighed a little, his brown eyes flicking closed for a second before opening again. Being alone was taking it's toll on him, he was becoming too accustomed to the silence and it was so easy to lose oneself in such an environment. He needed to find someone... Anyone... Who would take him as a friend. It was natural instinct, after all, to find a group and stay with them so why did he have so much trouble with it? After another moment he pulled himself together and rose swiftly onto his paws. There was no point in lying here all night. Turning, he started to move across the sand which coated the floor beside the lake with a plan starting to form in his mind. Tonight, he would hunt and move to a new area. Perhaps not outside of Lunaesti but somewhere else within it. Surely it was his proximity to his birth packlands which had caused this nostalgia, after all? It was so unlike him these days. He'd become quite the strong individual being on his own for the last year. Yes, it had been lonely but it had certainly helped him to grow as an individual. Very soon he found himself crossing from pure sand into those borderlands where plants started to grow. Soon he could hunt, soon he could find something to fill his empty stomach and move onto the task of relocating in his search for a new life. His search for a new family and a new reason to live.
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