Atler
Sept 30, 2019 15:11:17 GMT -5
Post by Atler on Sept 30, 2019 15:11:17 GMT -5
Hey! Figured it was about time I made a main character for PmC, so here's my main guy Atler! I have a bit of story for him, as well as appearance and personality but once I can play him in-game I can develop more stuff. Everything is indefinitely a WIP unless said otherwise.
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ATLER
Overview:
Atler is a young-adult wolf just trying to find his place in a pack; unlike other wolves he has no dreams of grandeur and being a successful alpha. Instead, he spends his days pulling pranks on the other wolves and collecting dead things for fun. He gets along swimmingly with the younger wolves as he has the same kind of mindset as a lot of them, to the disapproval of a lot of parents. Atler has frequent depressive episodes and bouts of anger, as well as various symptoms of PTSD, which can sometimes land him into trouble with his pack's alphas as he has a habit of arguing back.
Appearance:
Atler's top half is a dark grey which turns into a light beige toward his chest area. A large, almost-black stripe runs from his nose to his tail along his back and it has speckles of dark brown underneath, some poking out at his ribs. He has dark brown socks on his hind legs and an odd pattern on his front two, light brown with what appears to be a a small arrow through the bottom. He has a black oval at the top of his nose that ends just as it reaches between his eyes; his eyes are a deep red.
Backstory (WIP):
Atler was born to Ama, his meek mother, and Kari, his large brute of a father. He was born in a litter with 2 brothers, Lowe and Tyr. All 3 pups were raised by their father as soldiers, deemed by the pack's alpha to become the next generation of warriors to protect the pack. Atler was never the strongest and would lose almost every spar against his siblings and the other pups, eventually he was given up on and would have to wait on the sidelines with some of the other wolves called "weak".
Growing up around this behaviour was not easy and he got bullied a lot. Karma came to the pack leaders in the form of an enemy pack who wanted to take the territory for themselves. It was carnage and Atler was not prepared for a fight, but he tried. In an effort to protect his eldest brother, Tyr, he received a bite to the neck from one of the enemy pack-members; he also dodged and got nicked in the upper-muzzle when attempting to flee. He'll never forget the sight of his mother's glazed-over eyes staring into nothingness as he ran like a coward.
After being a rogue for sometime he was accepted into a pack (will add more once I actually roleplay with him and get into a pack). Despite not being good physically in a fight, his reflexes and dexterity can aid him well in ambush-like attacks; he's also a very fast runner and is good in hunts.
"Hey! This ice is thicker than the one I was walking on around my dad!"
Credit to both of these adorable bases here:
www.deviantart.com/arkay9/art/CANINE-SIT-BASE-FREE-812910064
www.deviantart.com/marierockk/art/Merry-Christmas-FreeLine-580405866
ATLER
Overview:
Atler is a young-adult wolf just trying to find his place in a pack; unlike other wolves he has no dreams of grandeur and being a successful alpha. Instead, he spends his days pulling pranks on the other wolves and collecting dead things for fun. He gets along swimmingly with the younger wolves as he has the same kind of mindset as a lot of them, to the disapproval of a lot of parents. Atler has frequent depressive episodes and bouts of anger, as well as various symptoms of PTSD, which can sometimes land him into trouble with his pack's alphas as he has a habit of arguing back.
Appearance:
Atler's top half is a dark grey which turns into a light beige toward his chest area. A large, almost-black stripe runs from his nose to his tail along his back and it has speckles of dark brown underneath, some poking out at his ribs. He has dark brown socks on his hind legs and an odd pattern on his front two, light brown with what appears to be a a small arrow through the bottom. He has a black oval at the top of his nose that ends just as it reaches between his eyes; his eyes are a deep red.
Backstory (WIP):
Atler was born to Ama, his meek mother, and Kari, his large brute of a father. He was born in a litter with 2 brothers, Lowe and Tyr. All 3 pups were raised by their father as soldiers, deemed by the pack's alpha to become the next generation of warriors to protect the pack. Atler was never the strongest and would lose almost every spar against his siblings and the other pups, eventually he was given up on and would have to wait on the sidelines with some of the other wolves called "weak".
Growing up around this behaviour was not easy and he got bullied a lot. Karma came to the pack leaders in the form of an enemy pack who wanted to take the territory for themselves. It was carnage and Atler was not prepared for a fight, but he tried. In an effort to protect his eldest brother, Tyr, he received a bite to the neck from one of the enemy pack-members; he also dodged and got nicked in the upper-muzzle when attempting to flee. He'll never forget the sight of his mother's glazed-over eyes staring into nothingness as he ran like a coward.
After being a rogue for sometime he was accepted into a pack (will add more once I actually roleplay with him and get into a pack). Despite not being good physically in a fight, his reflexes and dexterity can aid him well in ambush-like attacks; he's also a very fast runner and is good in hunts.
"Hey! This ice is thicker than the one I was walking on around my dad!"
Credit to both of these adorable bases here:
www.deviantart.com/arkay9/art/CANINE-SIT-BASE-FREE-812910064
www.deviantart.com/marierockk/art/Merry-Christmas-FreeLine-580405866