Post by Asylum on Jun 30, 2010 15:50:19 GMT -5
name: Cain
pronunciation: Cane
alias: C.
age: 2 Years
gender: Male
breed: Irish Wolfhound
appearance:
Cain is typical of his breed, showing one distinguishing mark which is a single black mark on his neck. His deep chest but slender physique make him excellent for long distance walks or runs if he's up to it. His deep copper eyes stand out among his face, matching the mud infused fur lining his mouth. Sharp yellow tinted ivories line his narrow but powerful jaw. Covering his muscled bodice is sandy-grey, soft fur that appears wiry. His wide gait is matched with large paws, and long claws upon them.
personality:
He's a very laid back and gentle guy. Cain does like to wander around and is a friendly stranger. He would much rather play a mental game rather then a physical one, but can go paw to paw with anyone that dares. He is very protective of what is his and can get possessive. Mostly, though, he is in a good mood and enjoy simple conversations. He's great at trying to solve others problems but tries to avoid the drama. Even in a rare bad mood, he just avoids others. Cain's bad point is he can be to silent, making it awkward in groups. With all his good nature comes with a very short temper. Cain's been known to explode on some, but seems to simmer within a few moments. Contrary to that, when others cross him, he holds a grudge for a long time. He's a rounded guy that loves being around others.
history:
Before his birth, Cain's mother had a loving happy life. Her family had given her the best care they could. Seeing as they were a poor family, it wasn't the best care; but they loved her to death. That was until the day they moved. In their moving, they couldn't take Cain's mother with them. They left her to the elements, pregnant and alone.
The day of Cain's actual birth, he was born along side with four other siblings; three sisters and a brother. Doing her best, Cain's mother didn't have enough nourishment to sustain all five pups. Cain, plus his eldest sister were the only two to survive because they were the strongest. Cain and his family had a simple survival life; rummage for food, sleep in the ally-ways, and huddle for warmth. For Cain, it was a happy life until the pound picked up his mother.
She had shown him and his sister, Valro, where to hide in case they patrolled their area. They did as they were told and watched their mother caged and carted away. Valro began to lose it, thinking she couldn't survive without their mother. Cain tried to stop her, but with a blink of an eye, she was out in the street. Cain howled louder that night, a howl he'd never done before. His deep howl, a mourn over his mother and sister.
Cain now wanders on his own, with survival always on his mind.
