Damian (DEAD)

[nightblood]

Greek Meaning: "To Kill"

Gender: Male
Age: 4 years

Species: Canine
Breed: Gray Wolf


APPEARANCE

Height: 3 ft 6 in
Weight: 150 lbs

Eye Color: Storm Blue
Main Fur Colors: Black, Brown, and Gray-Tan

Markings: Black mask and black cape over brown main coat with light undertones.

Scars: The injury that stole his memory is on his face. His attacker attempted to blind him at the same time, but was unsuccessful. Scars on his shoulder, forelegs, and left hind leg were all from rogue dogs who attempted to steal food from him.

Tattoos: None

Accessories: None


STATISTICS

Speed: Average
Agility: Above Average
Defense: Excellent

Strengths: Endurance, Speed, Defense, Intelligence
Averages: Trickery, Leadership, Combat, Stealth
Weaknesses: Patience


PERSONALITY

In Depth: Damian can only vaguely remember ever being innocent and carefree. He is blindly loyal, but still manages to use his brain despite his duties. He's ruthless when it comes to following orders and flaunts his strength around when others question it. He understands when truth can be used as a weapon along with his fangs and claws. Unfortunately for him, Damian has something called a heart buried deep within him. This could ultimately be his downfall if he's ever caught helping a slave.

Likes: Fighting, Sparring, Wrestling, Torturing traitors, and learning new ways of killing and torture.
Dislikes: Pink flowers.

Fears: Being caught helping someone.
Annoyances: Scouts.

Habits: Looking over his shoulder, thinking too much when he's trying to sleep.
Tastes: Prefers violence, but secretly wishes there was something other than fighting in his life.

Talents: Unfortunately, he's very good at retrieving information via torture.

Accent: Slightly British

Voice: Campion (first speaker)

Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual

Quotes: "In a world of lies and trickery, truth is a weapon to be used when the time is right."


FAMILY HERITAGE

Mother: Naira
Father: Keero

Brothers: Baine
Sisters: Kira


HISTORY

Place of Birth: Triggan
Date of Birth: November 7

Friends: None
Enemies: None

Story
Damian remembers very little about his childhood. In a way, it's better this way. He was a happy-go-lucky pup, but was trained to be otherwise. In a pack that worshiped strength and brutality, pups like him were typically killed. He soon learned to cover his true personality with rage and indifference. However, there was a limit to his ability to do this.

When he was two years old, he accidentally killed his mother in a training session. When he was found crying over her dead body, the alpha banished him, saying that there was no room in his pack for sadness. While Damian ran, he looked over his shoulder, waiting to be chased by the pack. He didn't see the guard wolf in front of him.

Damian awoke the next day far from home with scars along the left side of his body. He was in terrible pain, but able to nurse himself back to health. As he wandered the land, his heart became dark and cold, angry for not being able to remember what he had done to deserve this punishment and blaming almost every wolf who crossed his path.

As he entered his third year, he entered Sallin and quickly rose to be a Guardian. Unfortunately for him, he looks upon the slaves with pity. His trained mind knows, however, that this meant he was weak. So he covers up his pity by showing of his torturing skills and learning new ways to get information out of trespassers and traitors.


PRESENT

Pack: Sallin
Alpha Male: Kaine
Alpha Female: NightShade
Rank: Guardian
Desired Rank: None

Crush: None
Lover: None
Mate: None
Son(s): None
Daughter(s): None

Friends: None
Enemies: Everyone

Injuries: None
Illnesses: None


THEME SONG

Seether (with Amy Lee) - Broken

I wanted you to know
That I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away
I keep your photograph
And I know it serves me well
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain

cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away

You've gone away
You don't feel me here....anymore

The worst is over now
And we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away
There's so much left to learn
And no one left to fight
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain

cause I'm broken when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away

cause I'm broken when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away

cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone... away

You're gone away
You don't feel me here....anymore


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