Sasori Nara
Jul 23, 2013 19:28:38 GMT -5
Post by Sasori Nara on Jul 23, 2013 19:28:38 GMT -5
Name: Sasori Nara
Age: 2
Gender: Male
Eye Color: Crimson
Coat Color: A mixture of black gray, white, and red.
Height: 38 inches
Weight: 157
Scars/Markings/Anything Else: Just a red mask on his face around his eyes travelling down to his cheeks.
Health: Excellent.
Personality: Just as his features suggest, Sasori is emotionless. Never once will you find any sort of sadness, happiness, anger, or frustration. Nothing gets under his skin and nothing ever bothers him. Nothing ever seems to have any impact on him. You kill a child in front of him? He won't even flinch. Taunt him, try and bully him, make a joke, anything that would involve trying to make him react in any way is a pointless endeavor. He doesn't make a face, doesn't move. It's almost as if he were a boulder. The world somehow magically messed up and made the mistake of making him a wolf instead of a rock. Though one might mistake his emotions for anger for he has a hard exterior that gives off the feel of him being incensed.
Sasori doesn't talk much, he isn't fond of words. He's one of those wolves that believes actions speak so much more clearly. He's the one you go to to have someone killed. He's also the one you can ask to back you up in a fight. Want a diplomatic meeting? Bring him along. He's intelligent as well as strong and doesn't waste his breath on pointless words. He's unbearable brutal with his words. Straight to the point without any regard to how his words will effect another.
He's completely neutral. He favors neither the dark side nor the light, but instead he can switch back and forth between the two. This allows him to fit into almost any environment and pretty much any pack if they have a need for him. He also makes a good rogue and prefers keeping to himself, but if it's needed he will mingle with other wolves. Most things he does is for his own benefit, but if the price is right he will do favors for others as well.
History: Age Zero-One: Sasori was born in the northernmost regions of another country in a rather large pack sporting roughly thirty wolves. Both parents were raised as soldiers so his litter was well. For the first year of his life the majority of his schooling was listening to stories from his elders, being shown battle techniques, and proper pack etiquette. Hardly any of it was actually putting such practices in action until he was almost one.
Age One-Two:From that point on Sasori and his siblings were trained by multiple pack members. They ranged from hunting tactics to battle strategies, and sparring. All knowledge they possessed was put to the test and more of it was crammed down their throats as they were forced to memorize as much as they could. Failure wasn't an option and anyone who even remotely looked like they were about to give up was threatened to banishment. Any quitters were kicked from the pack. Only the elite could survive among their group of soldiers.
Sasori excelled much quicker than the rest of those his age. His high maturity level and quiet nature got quite a lot of attention. From there they made sure to put extra training into him and to test him far more than most of the others. Nearing age two the male was chosen to extend his genes into other packs as well as further is knowledge and teach others about his pack. He set out on his journey determined to complete his mission and not return until he had done so. After a few months of travel he set foot in Cercinia to start a pack and continue his lineage.
OOC Name: Shrapnel
OOC Age: 17
Skype Name or best way to contact you: starshadow555
If anything was purchased in the shop, provide link here: Well seeing as Eve said for the first week things were free I wanted to change up Sasori's design. So I hope this is acceptable.
Age: 2
Gender: Male
Eye Color: Crimson
Coat Color: A mixture of black gray, white, and red.
Height: 38 inches
Weight: 157
Scars/Markings/Anything Else: Just a red mask on his face around his eyes travelling down to his cheeks.
Health: Excellent.
Personality: Just as his features suggest, Sasori is emotionless. Never once will you find any sort of sadness, happiness, anger, or frustration. Nothing gets under his skin and nothing ever bothers him. Nothing ever seems to have any impact on him. You kill a child in front of him? He won't even flinch. Taunt him, try and bully him, make a joke, anything that would involve trying to make him react in any way is a pointless endeavor. He doesn't make a face, doesn't move. It's almost as if he were a boulder. The world somehow magically messed up and made the mistake of making him a wolf instead of a rock. Though one might mistake his emotions for anger for he has a hard exterior that gives off the feel of him being incensed.
Sasori doesn't talk much, he isn't fond of words. He's one of those wolves that believes actions speak so much more clearly. He's the one you go to to have someone killed. He's also the one you can ask to back you up in a fight. Want a diplomatic meeting? Bring him along. He's intelligent as well as strong and doesn't waste his breath on pointless words. He's unbearable brutal with his words. Straight to the point without any regard to how his words will effect another.
He's completely neutral. He favors neither the dark side nor the light, but instead he can switch back and forth between the two. This allows him to fit into almost any environment and pretty much any pack if they have a need for him. He also makes a good rogue and prefers keeping to himself, but if it's needed he will mingle with other wolves. Most things he does is for his own benefit, but if the price is right he will do favors for others as well.
History: Age Zero-One: Sasori was born in the northernmost regions of another country in a rather large pack sporting roughly thirty wolves. Both parents were raised as soldiers so his litter was well. For the first year of his life the majority of his schooling was listening to stories from his elders, being shown battle techniques, and proper pack etiquette. Hardly any of it was actually putting such practices in action until he was almost one.
Age One-Two:From that point on Sasori and his siblings were trained by multiple pack members. They ranged from hunting tactics to battle strategies, and sparring. All knowledge they possessed was put to the test and more of it was crammed down their throats as they were forced to memorize as much as they could. Failure wasn't an option and anyone who even remotely looked like they were about to give up was threatened to banishment. Any quitters were kicked from the pack. Only the elite could survive among their group of soldiers.
Sasori excelled much quicker than the rest of those his age. His high maturity level and quiet nature got quite a lot of attention. From there they made sure to put extra training into him and to test him far more than most of the others. Nearing age two the male was chosen to extend his genes into other packs as well as further is knowledge and teach others about his pack. He set out on his journey determined to complete his mission and not return until he had done so. After a few months of travel he set foot in Cercinia to start a pack and continue his lineage.
OOC Name: Shrapnel
OOC Age: 17
Skype Name or best way to contact you: starshadow555
If anything was purchased in the shop, provide link here: Well seeing as Eve said for the first week things were free I wanted to change up Sasori's design. So I hope this is acceptable.
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