Out Of Character Dark/Bru
Your first name/nickname:Bru as Gail labeled me
Gender:M
Age:17
Other Wolves You Play (On this site):Kruna Dark
In CharacterBrutak
Name: Brutak
Age: 5
Gender:M
Family Rosewoods
Sire: Dead
Dam: Dead
Siblings: Kruna Rosewood
Mate: nope
Pups: All dead /grin
Description: This wolf is missing half an Aud. His other Aud has a slash up the middle of it.Bite marks on this wolves muzzle and claw marks on his face. A slash mark down this wolves right eye never healed right shows scar tissue. Has the large jaw of the family but is big. The brute is large for a wolf only 1 or 2 wolves larger then him in all of Corosis. Scars mark all over his pelt. The fur of his pelt is Gray with smatterings of black and brown mixed in. His eyes are Hazle the right one is red/iritated looking wich sometimes hampers his in that eye.He has a full tassle that is always held decently high, Demanding respect. His legs are not front long like on Dark but medium length, Built more for fighting than running away. His grayish coat blends perfectly with the night the only thing that may give him away is his eyes if the moon shines on them and they are green that night. *Hazle eyes are brown/green in the right light
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Personality: Brutak is a grummpy B-------
. He demands respect with every move. Is Extremley formal at all times exept for close friends. Wich he has none and might not get any. Has no problem being a gaurdian/patroller/Defender or whatever you want to call it. But any one needs a wolf to hunt and he will try to get out of it, ask him to fight and he will be the first to line up.Behind all the scars and stiffness is a kind heart with Ice Walls built all around it. With soldiers patrolling the walls
Be careful asking Brutak for help, he may take it as help ending your life if you are too weak. While not following what Mal belive he could fit right in. Has a soft spot for pups. Reaaly really dry sense of humor. If he finds family he will try to watch over them but will likely kill them now that they are more screwed up than he is.
History: Brutak grew up constantly fighting. Picking his Weakest sibling Kruna to ally with he killed off his other siblings one by one for food. There was only him and Kruna left whom he let live because Kruna knew his place and wouldent try to fight Brutak for the Alpha heir spot. Little did he know the wolfess that loved him and he loved back would be stolen. Kruna Stole the wolfess and sneaked her away in the night. The next day in a rage he murdered his father mother and 2 pack members one by one trying to find Kruna. Thrown out of the lands that wore now his by right of challenge he hunts Kruna. little does he know that Kora and Dark are born by Krunas mate. Bolth of wich are insane. Brutak comes across the old den and enters the caves sniffing for Kruna. Finding a scent very similar to Kruna and his mate. *Kora and Dark* He heads into the caves. After wandering for a while he comes out of the caves lost. Kora and Dark no where to be seen or smelt because of the long rains. He wonders loner land now with no where to go.
Roleplay Example:A wolf yelped in pain and shudders. A dark Brute Clenches his jaws around the poor things neck. Flexing his jaw muscles and shaking you hear a loud snap. The wolf goes silent all you can hear is The dark wolves soft breething. More howls go up through the night. The dark brute hearing sprints off not even bothering to feed on the kill. Blood dripping into the brutes eye he skids to a stop. Surrounded on all sides he becomes jumpy. Lowering into a fighting stance snarling he glares at his father. A old wolf walks forward with a small jaw. Obviously his son didnt get the jaw from the father
The old wolf Lunges forward the rest watch on. The big brute lurches sideways and gets clawed on the side, blood dripping into his right eye things grow blurry. The old wolf and young brute circle for a while. Finaly the Older wolf lunges. The young brute sees it coming throws his shoulder into the old wolves jaws. Proceeding to grab the old wolves neck in his awsome jaws. The old wolf realises to late and trys to claw the brute off gripping his jaws still.The young brute a tear drops unseen from its eye, Thrashes his head back and forth killing another wolf. The entire pack is quiet. Standing tall the brute proclaims "I am Brutak! Kinslayer I may be first my sibling then my mother and lastly my father."
"I claim this pack through bloodrites any who wish to opose me step forward now."
Two wolves step forward bolth very young and foolish. They spread out flanking to attack Brutak. Brutak in his rage rushes the one on the right.Locking jaws with the smaller wolf he grabs onto the wolf and rolls in a death struggle. The other wolf afraid to hurt its comrade watches on. Everything goes silent and Brutak stands up. The other young wolf backs off and turns tail between his legs. Brutak caught up in his blood lust jumps onto the young wolves back killing it quickly. The rest of the pack shocked by the bloodlust stand there in awe. Brutak coming to realises what he has done runs off. Catching the scent of his brother heading north he follows it hatred in his eyes. Burned into memory his 2 sons last moments as he ripped out the throat of one and broke the neck of his other.
Brutak, Warrior
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