taliesin - male - wild dog

BASICS:
NAME: taliesin.
ALIAS: you can call me tal, sin, or whatever you like.
AGE: about twelve seasons baby, still in my prime.
GENDER: all male.
SPECIES: african wild dog, or awd for those who're particularly challenged.
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: i like em male or female, take your pick. although females are just for spreading the bloodline, really.
PACK: packless, unfortunately.


APPEARANCE:
IMAGE SET: click.
SET PERMISSIONS: images are stock/available for use.

COAT: my coat is short, rather coarse and intermixed with tans, browns, and black here and there and don't forget the white, all that make me the handsome specimen i am.
COLOR: my coat is intermixed with tans, browns, and black here and there and don't forget the white, all that make me.
EYES: my eyes are a dark brown, so dark it might as well be called black for it appears that way in most lights, but who's counting? i like to think my eyes are black as sin.
SCARS: are you kidding? not on this pretty hide there aren't. none worth mentioning.
HEIGHT: thirty inches tall at the shoulder, don't you forget it.
WEIGHT: seventy pounds of pure allure.
COMPLETE APPEARANCE:
hey, hey, now for the best part of this whole thing, obviously. who doesn’t want to hear about my amazing physique? well whatever, either way i’d be happy to describe myself. hey now, don’t go calling me narcissistic, i’m just confident, so don’t worry your pretty little minds, alright? anyways, i’m a lean specimen of my fine species, on the taller side, i get that from good ‘ole dad, standing in at thirty inches at the shoulder. now, unlike dad, i weigh in at seventy pounds give or take some, i’m a guy that likes to eat, ya know? can’t help myself. now dad, dad was a real looker, honestly he looked more like a pig than a dog, at least that’s what mom always said.

anyways. my legs are long, lean and slim, with the whipcord muscles that line my bones to create the best mix of stamina, speed and agility to ensure that my average strength doesn’t trip me up too much. but anyways. everything else. well, my ears are large, seemingly too large for my head, but really they just ensure that i have state of the art hearing. my eyes are unique, of course they have that dark brown color that appears black, but not only that; they excel at giving me great night vision, so that i don’t have to miss out on any of the late night fun.

now for the best part, well, one of the best parts. my coat is the most striking figure when you look at all those other, boring, canines. i mean, do they have this awesome mixture of browns, tans, black and white splattered together to give my species the nickname, ‘painted wolf’? nope, i didn’t think so. i don’t have any scars worth mentioning, so really, just to say, if you see my irresistible pelt making way, watch out, i like to bite.


PERSONALITY:
TRAITS: alright, alright, quick and dirty, right? i can give ya that. so i'm: alert, ambitious, caring, confident, courageous, grumpy, hard-working, leader, logical, loyal, perverse, playful, polite, responsible, confident, skillful, suspicious, sweet, tolerant, trustworthy, and truthful.
COMPLETE PERSONALITY:
i’m pretty good as far as being loyal goes. in fact an old, very good friend of mine once told me that my loyalty would come in handy one day when i went on to start my own family group. and he said that i would, because he saw that in me, the qualities that made me a leader. i can only hope that one day i’ll reach that goal, that i’ll make my mentor proud and that one day i can live up to the shadow of his that i walk in. i never did like to listen, i was often hard headed, when i was younger, and more foolhardy than i am now. i never liked to follow orders, but boy did he cow me quick. he was different from my parents. he told me how it was, no lies or sweetened words. and i respected him for it, in return he did the same. down to when he-you know, never mind. forget about it, if you value the state of your reproductive organs.

so i’ve been told that i’m logical, and really, that makes sense. i want the facts before anything else. if you give me anything based on feelings, i won’t be as quick to follow as if you told me anything based on fact. not that i’m not emotional, or that i don’t follow my emotions, but i usually have to have a good reason to follow those emotions. so i’m pretty tolerant too. i’ve grown up learning to have a lot of patience and a long fuse on my temper. i’ve been told it’d make me a great parent, but i wouldn’t know yet. i’m responsible too, which just adds to my lady appeal, not that i swing just that way anyhow. but i do love having my options open, and one day i do plan on having a family, so that’s always a bonus.

not only that, but i’m also generally caring. i want nothing more than to get my chance in curling up by my mate’s side with our children and family group around us. so yeah, caring. and i’ve been told i’m sweet on more than one occasion. and before you say anything, no it wasn’t my parents, siblings, or anything like that. it’s been others anyhow. anyways, i’m hard-working but playful, and i love a good wrestle just as much as the next person. but i stick to job until i’m done, and i work hard to do it too. i don’t shirk on confidence but i like to think that i’m not overconfident. i don’t believe i’m invincible, i just know what i can do and what i can’t, and i’m sure of myself and what i can do.

i’m known to be very alert, and definitely suspicious. i take care not to miss much of anything, and if i do, i’m careful and cautious. i don’t believe in trusting without reason, and don’t you dare try to slip anything past me, because i really don’t take kindly to it. but don’t assume that i’m not polite either. i know my manners, and i’m well aware of how to treat a lady right, and to give others the respect due, and what they give me in return. in the long run, i’m very much an ambitious person, with a courageous backdrop. don’t believe me? well, i’m a risk taker, i like challenges, and definitely don’t let myself lose in the game that’s life.

well, i guess i’ve been known to be a bit on the grumpy side, and mostly it’s just in the morning or in the heat of the day. i mean, you can’t blame a guy for not wanting to be bothered too much when a guy just wants a bit of rest, right? after all, we don’t have access to that stuff that the humans used to call…coffee? yeah that. whatever that was. but on with the rest. i’m well known for my rather perverse mind, because hey, as long as you’re an adult, i love making jokes so long as we’re on good terms with each other. otherwise, forget it.


HISTORY:
MOTHER: my mother's name was demia.
FATHER: my father? his name was akua.
SIBLINGS: of course i had siblings. do you think that a typical litter is small? eh but whatever.

- circe :: female :: living
- calican :: male :: deceased
- amaleona :: female :: deceased
- ambrosia :: female :: deceased

OFFSPRING: i had a litter, but most of them died, because they were sickly and weak. and their mother...their mother was a two-faced bitch. there was only one not accounted for...but...the odds are slim that they're alive, right?

- unknown :: unknown :: living/deceased?

COMPLETE HISTORY:
so i can’t say that i had a nice, happy past. because i definitely didn’t. my life has been filled with death, sickness, hunger and violence, but then, what member of my species doesn’t have a past like that? do you know how many awds survive to adulthood? not many. do you know how hard it is to keep a pack alive during these times? very hard. but we were in another region entirely, and we were in the human form of poverty. i was born to a litter of four, with one brother and two sisters. only a month after my birth, one of my sisters were lost in a sneak act of violence from a loner member of my species. i never had a chance to get to know her, and maybe if i think really hard sometimes, i can just remember what her scent was like. but barely. and my mother’s scent rose above all.

my mother’s and the other members of our family group. for the next five months there weren’t any problems, new ones anyways. there was still the lack of food, the lack of safety and the overabundance of others of my species occupying such a small area. my pack was hard pressed to keep others away, and one by one they began succumbing to things like their wounds, for the main one. a few months after six months, i lost my only brother to starvation. the depression from so many deaths sent my parents spiraling downwards, made worse by a new sickness that swept through the pack, killing my parents and most of my pack. when the sickness had run it’s course, the members of the pack that hadn’t died were weak, including myself. those that could dragged themselves off and were either killed or managed to join another pack.

for me, well, i found myself alone without my sister, no loss there, the bitch, and traveling. i didn’t want any part of a new pack, because i was still torn because of losing my pack and family. at a year and a half, i met a new male, older than me, who became my mentor figure for the next few months. but after those few months, i fell in love with him, and we became a mated pair. and no, i am not talking about him in any more detail than this. he was my soul mate, and i don’t know how i’m ever going to really get on without him. but i’m getting ahead of myself. when i was two and a half, my mentor was killed when we were caught by another pack, and he refused to submit. he was killed as an example and i was left to bury him.

after i buried his body, i moved on, literally but never figuratively, and began sleeping around with others. they never meant anything, were just meant as a temporary balm to the wound that was where the other half of my heart used to be, and so one day, when i discovered that i’d gotten one of the females i’d been with pregnant, i hung around, because i did want a family. but shortly after my children were born, they all died one by one, and while i never did know about the last one, there’s not a big chance that it’s alive, right? i don’t know, it hurts too much to think about it. but that’s what i’m going to leave off on, because i have nothing more to tell. oh and one more thing? keep your thoughts to yourself.


PLAYER:
OOC NAME: tarnished copper.
OTHER CHARACTERS: n/a.
EXPERIENCE: about six years.
HOW'D YOU FIND US?: been here bbys~
PASSWORD: Accepted.
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