Toboe ~ Hollowed Chasm Male

[[Midnight]]

Toboe

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Life isn't always about happiness.
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B E H I N D . T H E . M A S K

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Name: Samantha
Age: 19
Contact Information:

S T A N D . U P . S T R A I G H T

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Name: Toboe
Pronunciation: To-bo-way
Meaning: "Howling"
Titles Given: Has yet to create a reputation.
Nicknames: To, Tobi
Birthday: April 5th, 2008, 7:12 A.M.
Age: One year, three months
Pack: Hollowed Chasm
Alignment & Loyalties: Light/ loyalty remains to his pack

S M I L E . L I K E . Y O U . M E A N . I T

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Pelt: Smoothly mottled red and reddish brown
Marking’s: A black birth mark on his underbelly, shaped slightly like a four-pointed star
Eyes: Dark green with brighter specks
Figure: 5.3 ft nose to tail
Height: 34 in
Weight: 119 lbs
Breed: Himalayan
Voice Tone: Tenor
Basic Description:

Reasonably stocky, this male might be young, but at first glance, some wolves who are naturally smaller might harbor a little intimidation by his rather grown-up, formidable appearance. His father before him was a massive brute, but his mother was small-framed, and so Toboe will likely never be as big as Daddy was. His chest is handsomely broad, with lean, muscled legs that are probably bred more for strength than speed, but are still provisional for successful hunts - especially for larger animals such as moose or bull caribou. His face is more broad than sharp-muzzled, giving him a masculine and handsome appearance, and his ears are large and bushy. His tail is thin with very little fluff, except maybe in the wintertime. Perhaps the most striking attribute is the young male's emerald green eyes contrasted against his red-hued fur.

Played by: [Midnight]

C R O S S . M Y . H E A R T

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Likes:

~ Hunting
~ A good fight
~ Nobility
~ Socialization
~ Being a gentlemen

Strengths:

~ Good looks
~ Charm
~ Cute personality
~ Good sense of right and wrong
~ Powerful loyalty ties
~ Reliable

Life Goals Too young to know yet
Dislikes

~ The heat
~ Being center of attention
~ Cocky males
~ Losing a fight

Weaknesses:

~ Speaks when he shouldn't
~ Follows his feelings too much
~ Somewhat naive
~ Young

Past Illness/Injuries:

~ Had one fight when he was about nine months old, left a scar on his back left leg where fur no longer grows

Personality

Born within a pack of loving, kind wolves, Toboe was raised in an environment that was nurturing, with strong family ties. Ever since he was young, he had a knack for causing trouble and liked to challenge his parents' authority. He had a vivid imagination and established his own set of moral standards from a very early age (in ex, the sick eat first, don't kill without good reason). He was, of course, exposed to much hardship the first few months of his life, surviving through a small famine, winning a fight for dominance, and learning how to hunt.
His father was very much the protaganist role model of Toboe's life. The male was much older than his mate, but was kind and wise, and not to mention, powerful. To this day, Toboe still thinks back to his father and would like to see himself grow up into a wolf such as him.

W A Y . B A C K . W H E N

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Grand Sire: Crimson
Grand Dame: Cinder
Sire: Frosty
Dame: Crystal
Brother/’s: None
Sister/’s Sapphire
Other Kin: Uncles, an aunt, cousins, from far away lands
Closest Friend: N/A
Interest/’s: N/A
Courting: N/A
Courted by: Was once courted by a female named Evany, days before Toboe left his pack
Mate N/A
Whelps: N/A
History:

Like many other pups, Toboe was born naturally into normal tight-knit pack of about ten wolves, in lands far away. His mother is Crystal and his father is Frosty, two wolves who were meant for each other, it seemed. He grew up as the youngest out of the litter, with just one older sister named Sapphire.
His first fight occurred when he was merely nine months old. Toboe's place in the pack was advancing as he grew up, but another fellow male felt threatened by Toboe's rising dominance. Arture, the male, started up a shredded fight, ending within just a few minutes as the loser. Toboe, though having asserted his place in the pack, became injured on his left hind leg, and had to recouperate for a few days. While he was recovering in a den, he decided he was ready to set off to find or make his own pack. On his four month journey, he met few packs, and all of them rejected him before he moved on to the Treadoron territory. Being alone for so long sharpened his senses and made him a little tougher than his old puppish self, and the solitude made him a real thinker.

W I S H . Y O U . W E R E . H E R E

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Views on Life and Death:

What is life but a simple adventure? Some live their lives doing evil things, perhaps because they were raised by evil wolves. Other wolves simply live, well... To live. Where's the fun in that? I was born craving adventure, and I'm going to die with a smile on my face. I will only fear death if I am dying for something worthless. As for those who crave to kill, well, isn't that why the word 'hero' exists?

Views on Purity:

Purity can only be defined in one real word: love. I like to think of myself as pure. Why shouldn't I be anything less? I will destroy anyone who dares hurt the ones I love, but I would never take someone's life if they did no real unjustice. But in my view, a life for a life, and a leg for a leg.

Views on Darkness:

Are those who resonate the essence of hatred and dark blood truly happy? When they lay there dying, gasping for breath in their final moments, do they feel peace? Well, I know one thing; life isn't always about happiness, but only because wolves instinctively live for one another, not because they were born demented.

Views on the Pack:

-Will add once I read up on the packs-

Views on Her/Himself:

I might be a soft-gutted fool of a whelp, but I never give up, and that counts for something. If you need me, I'll be there. If you want to fight me, I'll make the first swipe. If you say you are in love with me, I'll tell you that I will always take care of you.

RPG Sample:

-Preset: Toboe spots a female in the same pack-
It just so happened, quite fortunately for lonely Eyelle, that another Dancing Stars wolf was right nearby, and heading in her direction. He had his tail curled with pure delight, and his tongue was sloppily lolling about the side of his mouth; just showing how carefree he really was.
It was Toboe, and tonight he had high hopes of another adventure. Maybe, there'd be a snow-slide, and he'd have to fight his way out of the snow to survive. Or maybe he'd have to play hero for someone else, like saving a female from falling down a precarious cliff.
When he stopped in his tracks and looked at the horizon, he had something better come to mind- he was going to watch the sunset.

But when he turned back towards the path in front of him, his blue eyes sent the signal an exciting signal to his brain, the image of a brown-pelted female, watching the sunset by his lonesone. He liked the sight of her.

He smiled and padded forward until he reached her right side, where he invited himself to plop down in the snow and make his self comfortable. He paid more thought to his packmate next to him than the sunset in front of him, studying Eveline's face with an intrigued look.

"You look like you could use some company," he told her with a friendly tone, keeping his voice relatively low. Which was quite amazing, considering who this hyper-active, pupish wolf was.
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-Preset: Toboe talks to his father about this female-

There was a huge grin on his face.
The kind of grin that the little guy only ever wore if something very special had happened.
That's why, when Frosty approached Toboe, his son, the fluffy wolf could tell that something special had indeed happened to Toboe.

"Greetings, Son," he growled as he sat down near the tan wolf. He planned on asking Toboe a bit about his sister, Sapphire, but first the concerned father wanted to know what kind of mischief his pup was up to.
As he greeted him, Toboe looked up at his father, the grin still plastered on his maw. It was so contagious that even Frosty found himself smiling inquisitively before he even knew why they were both smiling!
"Mind telling me what's going on with you?"
He asked the question in a slight no-crap tone. Whether or not Toboe even noticed, Frosty was unsure.

Toboe smiled even wider, his tail smacking against the snowy ground. He was glad his father had found him, because he was exactly the wolf he wanted to talk to. He didn't wait to build up the excitement and just went for it.
"Dad, I think I might have a mate!" he stated, trying hard to stop himself from taking a leap into the air.

"What? Really?" Frosty questioned, a look of utter surprise on his face. He knew Spring was coming and the next generation was old enough to start their lives, but he just didn't expect this all to happen so soon. Especially with the rather immature Toboe. Goodness, was he going to lose all three of his children this season?
He wasn't sure what more to say, so took it slow.
"Uhh, well, that's great, Son. Who's the girl crazy enough to like you?" he teased with a small smile.

At this, Toboe sat back on his rump, his eyes bright and exuberant.
"It's Eyelle. She's so awesome and pretty, and we just talked for a little while and I gave her company, and... I really like her. And I think she really likes me, too."
He waited to see what Frosty would think.

Frosty took a quick look down, nodding his head. "Ahh. Eveline's daughter. She's just your type," he said quietly, and quite sincerely. He could picture the couple together. "Well, did you ask her to be your mate?"
Toboe frowned, tilting his head a bit to the side. "Ask? I have to ask her?"
Frosty sighed loud and long. Poor little Toboe. "Yes, of course you have to ask! How else do you think it happens?"

Toboe looked down at his paws. Maybe that's why Eyelle had wanted it to go a little slower? He hadn't even asked her to be his mate yet! "Well..." he said, starting to tell his dad how he felt. "I just thought, you find someone you like, someone who makes you get that feeling in your belly. That feeling that you know you want to take care of that wolf and love them for your lifetime. And that's what I got with Eyelle. So I licked her cheek to see what it felt like."

Frosty smiled proudly. Toboe had the right idea, he was just a bit clueless about how to actually make things official. But he would learn. And, perhaps Eyelle really did love Toboe back, which was just fine. Frosty was happy to see the pack was truly prospering because of the young ones.
"Well, Toboe, you're half right. But if you know you really love Eyelle, then you need to make sure she loves you back. And you do that by asking her to be your mate. You can't just assume that you're mates already just because things went smoothly at first," he counciled his youngest son and child, watching him with soft and proud eyes.

Toboe nodded, now detirmined to do just what Frosty had suggested. But he would do it sometime later, after he thought about what he had said. For now, he wanted to be in the company of his one and only pop.
"So how is the family?"

adminnote:Admin Note: Don't forget to do the thing in Red

[//Ramen.]

Strength - 81
Constitution - 69
Dexterity - 44
Intelligence - 64
Charisma - 95
Wisdom - 82
Willpower - 44
Perception - 69
Luck - 45
Hunting - 37
Defense - 51
Appearance - 47
Health - 59
Body - 31
Presence - 51
Wits - 21
Manipulation - 48
Resolve - 68
Stamina - 64
Composure - 22
Essence - 96
Reaction - 80