Maska Stride
Sept 19, 2012 20:00:16 GMT -5
Post by Tax on Sept 19, 2012 20:00:16 GMT -5
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GENERAL
::First Name:: Maska
::Last Name:: Stride
::Alias:: None
::Gender:: Male
::Age:: 6 months
::Species:: Gray Wolf
::Pack:: None
::Rank:: None
BLOODLINE
::Father:: Indus Stride
::Mother:: Sitsi Stride
::Brothers:: [Half- Tomin x Sitsi] Akela Stride; [Full- Indus x Sitsi] Yoki Stride
::Sisters:: [Half- Tomin x Sitsi] Raksha Stride; [Full- Indus x Sitsi] Taini, Zeo, Nituna, Mahu Stride
::Whelps:: None
::Descended From:: Not Royalty
PHYSICAL
::Height:: 1 foot 9 inches
::Weight:: 30 lbs.
::Colorage:: See pic
::Build:: Maska is at the moment still growing. He's tall with rather average-length legs but with paws that seem too large for his skinny form. He is gaining some muscle, but he's a ways away from his full potential. His ears are large, but he likes them, swearing they make it easier to hear prey.
::Good Traits:: Fast, has the makings of a stocky build
::Bad Traits:: Clumsy, always tripping over his paws
MENTAL
::Good Traits:: Quick learner, loves his mother and would do anything to please her
::Bad Traits:: Short attention span, often prefers to modify his behavior on his mother's reactions
::Personality:: Maska, at first glance, seems a bit slow, or at least perhaps not all there. This first impression is deceiving. Maska is not stupid or slow, though he is certainly a bit clueless and inobservant most of the time. He is content to go along with what his mother says and rarely sees reason to argue with her- except for the fun of it. He knows she has a short temper and he does enjoy pushing her right to the edge of losing it completely before shutting up and letting her stew in silence and slowly cool off... before doing it all over again.
He's friendly, with none of his mother's reservations of others. Everybody is a friend to this youngster, unless they do or say something that sours his opinion of them, and the surest way of doing this is to bad-mouth Sitsi. He is very fond of her and doesn't like anyone talking down about her. Half-grown though he might be, he won't hesitate to show his displeasure by way of his fangs.
He enjoys messing around, playing whenever given the opportunity, but he's eager to learn too, a willing student for Sitsi's lessons on hunting and sparring, even if his attention begins to drift a bit after a while of tips and repeated examples.
::Alliance:: Neutral
::History:: Maska was born to Indus and Sitsi Stride. He has been told many times that he was one of four pups, and that three of them died when they were only a couple weeks old. Then, not long after that, he barely escaped death again at the jaws of a stranger, and his three adopted sisters were killed in cold blood. He is immensely grateful to his mother for saving his life both times... never imagining that there might be more to the story he'd been fed.
He knows too that his father got upset over something she did, but he doesn't know what that something was, and feels wronged that Indus exiled both him and his mother. He doesn't remember his father at all, having depending wholly on Sitsi for as long as he could remember. He loves her and in his eyes, she can do no wrong.
Though confused on a few points, like the wolf who called her Mother who she denied she knew, he doesn't bother her or try to learn more than what she's told him. He followed her from the land of his birth to Aethelis, where she was confronted by the wolf who claimed to know her, and from there to Kilindi.
He hopes here they can settle down and make another home for themselves, whether or not they choose to live in a pack. She has taught him to hunt and a little about sparring, though she says he's got a long way to go. He lives to please her and every crooned word sends light shining from his eyes and joy welling up within his heart.
::Additional Information::
GENERAL
::First Name:: Maska
::Last Name:: Stride
::Alias:: None
::Gender:: Male
::Age:: 6 months
::Species:: Gray Wolf
::Pack:: None
::Rank:: None
BLOODLINE
::Father:: Indus Stride
::Mother:: Sitsi Stride
::Brothers:: [Half- Tomin x Sitsi] Akela Stride; [Full- Indus x Sitsi] Yoki Stride
::Sisters:: [Half- Tomin x Sitsi] Raksha Stride; [Full- Indus x Sitsi] Taini, Zeo, Nituna, Mahu Stride
::Whelps:: None
::Descended From:: Not Royalty
PHYSICAL
::Height:: 1 foot 9 inches
::Weight:: 30 lbs.
::Colorage:: See pic
::Build:: Maska is at the moment still growing. He's tall with rather average-length legs but with paws that seem too large for his skinny form. He is gaining some muscle, but he's a ways away from his full potential. His ears are large, but he likes them, swearing they make it easier to hear prey.
::Good Traits:: Fast, has the makings of a stocky build
::Bad Traits:: Clumsy, always tripping over his paws
MENTAL
::Good Traits:: Quick learner, loves his mother and would do anything to please her
::Bad Traits:: Short attention span, often prefers to modify his behavior on his mother's reactions
::Personality:: Maska, at first glance, seems a bit slow, or at least perhaps not all there. This first impression is deceiving. Maska is not stupid or slow, though he is certainly a bit clueless and inobservant most of the time. He is content to go along with what his mother says and rarely sees reason to argue with her- except for the fun of it. He knows she has a short temper and he does enjoy pushing her right to the edge of losing it completely before shutting up and letting her stew in silence and slowly cool off... before doing it all over again.
He's friendly, with none of his mother's reservations of others. Everybody is a friend to this youngster, unless they do or say something that sours his opinion of them, and the surest way of doing this is to bad-mouth Sitsi. He is very fond of her and doesn't like anyone talking down about her. Half-grown though he might be, he won't hesitate to show his displeasure by way of his fangs.
He enjoys messing around, playing whenever given the opportunity, but he's eager to learn too, a willing student for Sitsi's lessons on hunting and sparring, even if his attention begins to drift a bit after a while of tips and repeated examples.
::Alliance:: Neutral
::History:: Maska was born to Indus and Sitsi Stride. He has been told many times that he was one of four pups, and that three of them died when they were only a couple weeks old. Then, not long after that, he barely escaped death again at the jaws of a stranger, and his three adopted sisters were killed in cold blood. He is immensely grateful to his mother for saving his life both times... never imagining that there might be more to the story he'd been fed.
He knows too that his father got upset over something she did, but he doesn't know what that something was, and feels wronged that Indus exiled both him and his mother. He doesn't remember his father at all, having depending wholly on Sitsi for as long as he could remember. He loves her and in his eyes, she can do no wrong.
Though confused on a few points, like the wolf who called her Mother who she denied she knew, he doesn't bother her or try to learn more than what she's told him. He followed her from the land of his birth to Aethelis, where she was confronted by the wolf who claimed to know her, and from there to Kilindi.
He hopes here they can settle down and make another home for themselves, whether or not they choose to live in a pack. She has taught him to hunt and a little about sparring, though she says he's got a long way to go. He lives to please her and every crooned word sends light shining from his eyes and joy welling up within his heart.
::Additional Information::
