Crim's Charries

full name: Vince
status: single
breed: arctic wolf
age: four years
likes: flirting, joking, fighting
dislikes: hunting, cowards, stereotypes


personality:

An excellent thinker and strategist, Vince likes to mull things over thoroughly before making any rash decisions. You might sometimes find him to be too cautious, and due to his caution, he'll sometimes make decisions that are... well, a little too held-back. However, don't get the wrong impression; Vince is incredibly brave, and a fierce opponent in battle- he won't hesitate to slit a throat or two if he is ordered to. Really, he's incredibly proud, and more stubborn than you could imagine. He isn't the most honest wolf you'll find, and he isn't particularly kind, but he's a fierce warrior and very protective over those close to him. He's also what you'd call a bit of a ladie's-man.

Well, more than a bit of a ladie's-man.

It's very hard to be an attractive female and escape his attention. With his smooth tongue, graceful movements, and rich British accent, it isn't hard for Vince to find a place to sleep outside of his own den. Outgoing and confident, Vince can be a little too pushy, but has established quite the reputation with the ladies.

One of the most important things to know about Vince, however, is his burning hatred of cowardly or selfish wolves. His bravery is his leading trait, and wolves of lesser talent in this specific area won't find it hard to quickly earn his distrust. Vince is also remarkably calm and composed in situations that require quick thinking; his love of strategy and practicality, however, is something that he is ashamed of rather than proud of. Picture yourself as a handsome male wolf, surrounded by pretty female wolves and friends that are constantly pressuring him to do reckless things. Now picture yourself calculating every move they make, taking snapshots of every new face you see. Would you make your intelligence well-known among your friends, or keep it hidden for fear of them thinking you nerdy? Vince chose the latter. However, his love of females is legitimate, and so is his love of adventure and trying new things.

history:

Vince's life hasn't been anything special so far, so I'm not going to bore you with how happy and peaceful his childhood was.

However, an essential step to understanding Vince's behavior is by knowing that he was born with two sisters and one brother.

After his somewhat boring upbringing as a lone wolf, Vince and one of his sisters set out from their forest home in Britain to seek out a pack in America, since there were so few wolves left in their homeland. How do wolves cross the Atlantic Ocean? By swimming, of course.

Well, okay, not directly swimming, more like... floating. On a boat.

Allow me to explain. After Vince and his sister, Tala, reached the shore of the British Isles, they realized that they couldn't simply walk on earth and earth alone to reach this mysterious and promising "America" after all. As a solution, Vince's intelligence and quick thinking came in handy when they executed a plan to slip on board in crates holding fruit and other edible goods. The first part of their plan went smoothly. They slipped into the crates and were carried on board along with all of the other goods unnoticed. Noticing that it was rather hard to breathe, Vince tried to stand up and push the lid of the crate off with his shoulders as soon as the humans left, only to find that it had been nailed down.

Oops.

It took him ten minutes of hard breathing and fading senses from oxygen deprivation to scratch and gnaw a hole in the side of the softwood crate big enough to breathe through. Without knowing how Tala was faring, Vince was left that way for the rest of the voyage, cramped in a tight, musty box with nothing but spoiled ham and pulpy avocados to keep him company. It didn't take him long to get hungry enough to start eating his company.

When he and Tala were finally carried off of the ship, they sprang out of their boxes one at a time as the nails were removed and made a mad dash for the treeline. From then on, they traveled on foot, but they were both left with a terrible case of claustrophobia after that fateful voyage.

This is where you'll find him now, having just stumbled upon the setting of Primitive Call in search of wolves to run by his side.