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Lykauun
| Meaning |
Wolf |
| Gender |
Male |
| Element |
Mix - Forest/Shadow |
| Father |
Wild (Forest) |
| Mother |
Wild (Deceased Shadow) |
| Sibling(s) |
- |
| Birth Pride |
Wild |
| Pride |
- |
| Mate |
- |
| Offspring |
- |
A mix of the Forest and Shadow Elements, but he never knew his Shadow mother as she was a Slayer who died beyond the Border when he was still young. His Forest father raised him on his own, causing him to grow up with a more Forest-oriented personality. Forest Kats are very serious about the hunt, seeing the first lone hunt of a young Forest Kat as a major step in one's passing into adulthood. So when he reached adulthood he viewed their custom as one of his own and sought to be the best hunter of the makeshift family he'd been raised around. Ever since that first hunt he's had a thrill for it, going out of his way to seek the best prey to hunt and take down.
Eventually his thirst for the hunt started to drive him onwards to seeking smarter, more deadly, prey animals that lived in the Unclaimed Territories. These beasts were usually mockeries of other prey animals, twisted by the devilish entities that roamed the lands and turned brutal by the way they were treated. Upon one of these hunts the beast of choice manage to sense his approach at the last moment, and as he resolidifed from the shadows, it raised it's hooves and unleashed a vicious kick upon his jaws; breaking them instantly. The pain immoblized him so much that the beast was able to get another hit in before he faded back into the safety of the shadows, and passed out.
Sometime later he awoke to find himself being watched over by a Dissident whose face and features were obscured by a veil of rotting bark. There were small wolven creatures there with him/her, nibbling on the Raveens paws as he came fully to his senses. They stopped their chewing, their glowing yellow eyes burning like flame, and then there was a mask shoved into his line of sight. Made from the jaws of the creature that had broken his own, and spliced together with black material that seemed to be made from permanently hardened shadows.
~Wear it.~ The Dissident had whispered into his mind, her voice sending a chill of winter through his mind. Then she was simply gone, the wolves made of the shadows left in her wake and watching the mask as if it were their god. He felt his own jaws, where the bone and flesh had fused together through natural healing - permanently scarring his face, and making verbal speech impossible as well as stripping him of his ability to eat.
Thinking the Dissident had given him the mask to hide his scarred appearance, he was unwilling to ever look at his reflection again. He put on the mask, and felt an odd calm and familiar thrill rise up in his veins. He wanted to hunt again, and the call of hunger refused to be ignored. The small wolves at his paws huffed their agreement, and with an unnatural sense of knowledge he knew that as long as he wore the mask he'd never die of starvation. The first hunt with his newfound pack proved this to be true; as he discovered that whatever his bondeds ate would satiate him as well, and as long as they remained fed, he survived.
He may not be able to bite into his prey anymore, but with his pack, he could still enjoy the hunt. |
Powers
*Mage-reading
*Infinite Telekinesis
*Teleportation
*Perfect Nightvision
*Aura Vision
*Cryokinesis
*Pyrokinesis
*Heat/Cold Immunity
*Prophetic Sight
*Wing Growth
Familiar Information
Name: Muyt, Kel, Juro
Species: Shraluk Lupas ("Hungry Shadows")
Gender: One Male, Two Female
Power: Can phase with the shadows, moving faster than the eye can follow, and have advanced senses that allow for them to easily track and find their prey. They live and work in packs, following only the will of their 'alpha'.
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