Vladimir

[chevy]

Act 1;

Lonely traveler, aint trying to battle ya But if you're feeling tuff dog, I welcome all challengers

Name:
Vladimir.

Gender:
Male.

Age:
Four Years Old.


Breed: Grey Wolf x Artic Wolf.

mutation: Forked Tongue. Extra Tail.

illness: Insomnia.

fur Color: Alabaster White.

Eye Color: Tangerine Orange.

Act 2;

Aint got no family, you see there's one of me Might lose your pulse standing two feet in front of me

Appearance type:

Vladimir is quite an intimidating sight, though with his exotic coloring the male is deadly tempting. The bone structure is massive, every attribute of the male is large and therefore this makes him quite powerful due to his sheer size and muscle capacity. The coat of this male was hued to a very pure ivory, such a handsome shade against the grand frame. This male may look like your average wolf, rather than his size but an extra tail is paired with the original. Along with the fact that his tongue has morphed into a forked formation, much like that of a serpent. Mutated he was, but certainly none the less appealing.
Personality:

The Goliath is far from a gentleman, his words mostly sarcastic and blunt. They were without a filter and stated whatever he wished, the male caring not what it did to any other being. Vlad wields a silver tongue, able to charm and allure yet his words are laced in a noxious poison. This wolf is nothing of purity, and therefore it is quite interesting that he holds a coat of white. This male is intelligent as well as a skilled fighter, this he uses to make up for his lack of speed. Though do not be fooled this male can be a bit agile from time to time, Vladimir is not a wolf to mess with shall we say. The male enjoys torturing the minds of others, diving deep within their minds. Bending words, manipulating what they were thinking and whatever else he could possibly do. Not a being who believes in love too much due to the fact he has not seen a female as toxic as him, and in return the male prefers 'romantic' nights. Vladimir is mostly insane due to his insomnia and his lust for blood and bloodshed, the more morbid or gory a situation is the more pleased this male is.

Act 3;

I'm pissed at the world, but I aint looking for trouble I might crack a grin, I aint looking to hug you


History:

Born to a sire and dame that were mutated as well, he got the forked tongue from his mother and the extra tail from his father. The male was raised in a very vicious manner, his father a king his mother a slave. Being raised in such a primitive and brutal manner one develops in a very deranged manner. The male is very intelligent though is very sadistic, and so it is offset greatly by one another. Once he was old enough to care and defend himself he felt the need to teach his father a lesson, catching him off guard in the night he tortured him till daylight. Then Vladimir left never to return to those old lands of his past, instead life would begin new a fresh start for the cynical beast.




Brother: None.
Sister: None.
Father: Taratarus.
Mother: Evania.
Mate: None.
Pups: Possibly.
Rank/Position: None as of now.
Pack: Rogue.


&& Ipod;;
I'm Sexy and I know it.
Long Hard Times to Come.
Sin with a Grin.
Sound of Madness.



Roleplay sample;

Saucer pan sized paws were placed with every stride, while leaving behind crater sized paw prints. The strides were elongated but not hurried, calm and swaying in a sense. Spring had certainly taken control of the lands, new vegetation, the creation of new life, everything seemed so alive and plentiful. The wind blew as the currents tugged at his alabaster coat, the goliath continuing on his path. Nostrils inhaling deeply, pulling oxygen deep within his powerful lungs. While exhaling slowly he noted aromas in his nasal cavity, keeping track of what lingered in his surroundings. The sunset light flooded the atmosphere, adding a heavenly glow to everything. The male gave a wicked grin as he glanced to his own flesh, as it seemed so trusting in this light. Chuckling in amusement the male paused for a moment, studying where he wished to travel next. Tangerine eyes gazing endlessly, the surreal look was so inviting. Muscles began to churn once more as a decision was made and now this fellow was on his way once more. Vladimir could only wonder what was further ahead on his travels, but whatever it was he would enjoy himself greatly. Finding sick amusement in torturing the minds of others, he could only anticipate the company of another.

[Mad hatter !?]

A C C E P T E D !

Welcome to paradise, Vladimir. (: