Post by Pokemo~ on May 30, 2008 4:10:43 GMT -5
Thorne
DAH SHIZZLE
Name;; |Thorne|
Gender;; |Male
Pack;; |Falling Moon|
Rank;; |Omega|
Personality;; |Thorne has a split personality. This trait makes it difficult for him to make friends and choose whether the pack he is in is right or not, but he sticks to it. One side of his personality is loving and caring, making him seem unfit for Falling Moon, but his other side seems to come out whenever someone is happy. He just wants to make people happy in his kind state, but whenever they are his personality suddenly changes and he's a mean, nasty bugger. He leads a confusing, sad life|
History;; | A small pup sat at the side of the wolf. Just a small ball of silver and black fur, naively trying to understand why life was so cruel, and why it never worked out the way you wanted it to. The fluff-ball heaved a sigh, and looked up at the huge, black wolf. The black wolf was his father, his name was Demon.
'Dad...?' he asked quietly, a confused frowned burrowed into his brow. The black wolf looked at the pup curiously, 'What?'
'Where's Rose?'
Demon twisted around to look carefully at his son, 'She's with your mum. They've gone hunting,' he growled in reply.
Thorne nodded slowly, 'Isn't that your job?'
Demon growled, 'Fetching food is a woman's job!' he said, ending the conversation with his tone of voice.
Thorne nodded silently, although he didn't really agree.
***
Later that night his mother and sister returned. His mother was a snowy white, with a grey back and paws. His sister was white, with a black maw and a grey and silver back. Rose was older than him, but not by much. He grinned with delight, bounding over to his family. They all settled down for the night, Thorne lying next to his sister.
***
The next day he woke up and his parents were gone. Rose was already awake, a worried look in her face. The next thing he noticed was the scent of blood. He hauled himself up and padded towards her.
'Thorne...' she whispered sadly, 'He killed her...He killed mum,' she said sadly, tears welling in her eyes. Thorne shook his head, 'No! She can't be gone...' he weeping, sniffing up and shaking with fear and anger.
'Where is he now?' he asked, sniffing again.
Rose shook her head, 'I don't know. But we have to leave. Now,' she said urgently, hurrying out of the den.
'Wha- Why?' asked Thorne, as he followed his sister obidiently(sp?)
Rose looked at him caringly, 'He's a demon...' she muttered.
And with that, they both set out, Rose leading the way into the unknown, both wondering where Demon had taken their mother.
The next week they came across a pack, a very violent pack they found, when the alpha male came to the border to greet them. Before Rose could say a word, he snarled, and dragged Rose into the packlands. Thorne tried to follow, but he was not yet 6 months old, and he was stopped by the alpha female. Rose was dragged away, kicking and screaming by a great beast of a wolf. Thorne doesn't remember what he looks like, but he remembered he was white and black. But just vaguely, and he hadn't caught his eyes.
Thorne was banished, never to see his sister again, never to be able to love. And so his split personality began, unable to bare the sadness of someone, like his mother, but unable to tolerate happiness, like his father.|
Other;; |Nope|
