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[Chronos]

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Full name:

Chronos Ace Achilles

Age:

4 years old

Gender:

Male

Sexuality:

Heterosexual

Rank:

Hunter

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Pelt:

Chronos has a rather course coat. His coat is black like a crow's with highlights of silver here and there. In the light, almost hues of brown can be seen. His coat isn't long, rather medium length but because of that it can make him seem a little big. The hues of silver and grey can be seen closer near his neck, throat and around the ears and eyes. This is an attribute that helps him hunt during the night. As his pitch black pelt prevents him from being detected by his prey. His paws are dark grey as well, slowly transitioning to grey going up his legs, yet his distinct dark claws are visible from the contrast between the grey. His tail is also very dark, but it is also highlighted with silver and grey that shine in the sunlight. Near his muzzle and on top of his nose there is a faint lighter hue of grey that gradients up to his head.

Eyes:

His eyes are a gold like amber. However one of his eyes almost seem to be closed as a large scar covers it. They are very noticeable when you first glance at the canid because of the very distinct contrast between his dark pelt and light eyes.

Build:

Height=100 cm at the shoulder
190 from nose to tail
Weight=75kg He is a pretty big wolf, broad and bulkier than the average wolf, although he has some bulk it doesn't affect his agility and stamina that much since most of it is lean muscle. His long lean legs and flexibly strong body allows his to take longer and faster strides maximizing his speed and an explosive start. However, he isn't much of a long distance runner, he has an explosive start but often uses this for attacking first. It is easy for him to tire other canids before he gets tired himself. Having quite the experience from previous battles, he relies on his powerful jaws, weight and long legs. However, he has decided to put fighting aside from a horrible memory and enjoys hunting more often. But don’t get him wrong, he will fight when he needs to.

Special Features:

Other than his very noticeable scar on his left eye, Chronos has had a broken leg before. It isn't too obvious at first glance unless you really pay attention, one of his from legs are a little more bent and seem to be shorter than the rest. It has affected his hunting but he is slowly healing. But when too much pressure is applied, it does start to ache and get sore.

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Controlled:

Chronos rarely has an unnecessary behaviour. He makes sure that all of his actions and words have been thought through, not because he is unconfident or conscious of what he says around others, but often because he hates acting extra. This contributes to his strategic behaviour.

Brutally Honest:

This canid believes that the bitter truth is better than that beautiful lie. When you ask for the truth, you better believe that he’s goes to tell you exactly what you might not want to hear. Although he despises disrespect and unkindness, he prefers to be honest to the canid, only because he cares. It has made him lose people in the past, but he rather not be friends with people that can’t handle the truth.

Charismatic:

You could say that he’s a gentlemen, but that doesn’t mean he’s not boring or outgoing. Once you get to know him you’d figure that he has a very complicated yet interesting personality. He enjoys talking to other canids, as he is often understanding and even though he doesn’t enjoy talking about his problems he wouldn’t mind you going on and on about yours. Chronos is rarely the playful type but sometimes he catches himself unintentionally flirting with others, but he will never admit to the other person, damn he would never even admit to himself if he likes a canid. Wouldn’t say he’s a player, but it’s pretty easy for him to make you feel special.

Short-tempered:

Aside from all that good stuff, he has a very short temper. Once cause of his temper would have to be disrespect, he absolutely can’t handle it. That’s how he got that annoying scar, when he was younger he used to always pick fights because little things annoyed him. But he has been working on it, he’s much more controlled now but he has his little weaknesses that still aggravate him a lot.

HISTΩRTΨ

”Can I go too mama?” Chron’s mother looks at him seriously and shakes her head. “I said no, this is very dangerous, especially for a pup.” Chronos’ head lowered as he looked at his small paws, they were small, and fragile. Then looked at his moms paws which were much larger. His auds dropped. But he was aching to run with the guards, to fight, to be free. But he was never allowed, the rest of the pups got to go, to learn how to fight, but since he was the smallest he had to stay back with the Omega. “You never let me do anything…” He mutters under his breath as his mom looks down at him. “I hate you…” A tear drop rolls down his now wet cheek as he runs to the den. His mother looks as he runs away with a hurt expression, but she let’s him go. It’s the best for him. As he runs to the den, his small figure drops on a cold rock that sends chills throughout his body. Suddenly a small patch of light shines through the broken rocks and lights up the darkness of the den. His eyes burn with desire as he crawls through the small hole. Running as fast as he can, his focused eyes are determined to not look back, not look back at the his mother, the den, his pack…
He slowed down as he reached the entrance of the woods. Large dark trees blocked the sun, the sound of a faint hoot of an owl, the wind blowing about against the trees causing the leaves to ruffle about. He took cautious steps entering the forest, surrounded by darkness. “Where are the guards…? Alkali? Kiana? Silver tooth…?” Not even looking where he’s going, his small paws press upon a dried branch. The sound of it cracking and crunching filled up the forest, it seemed so loud compared to the thrilling silence. He flinched, his heart was racing, his legs felt weak and he felt like he was being watched. Perhaps by a pair of golden eyes... Trying to turn back he threw his tiny body to the opposite side, running towards the exit where the sunshine was radiating the atmosphere. A loud roar, and large paws thumping behind him, they were fast and it was catching up. “MOM! Somebody! Help me!” Chron looked ahead only to see a figure approaching him, his mom. She lunged her selfless figure at the bear trying to scratch and bite whatever she could reach. Chron hid in the corner, with a dumb-founded expression plastered amongst his visage. The bear grabs his moms neck and thrashes her now weakened body towards a tree. Chron watches as he feeble spine bends back with a large cracking sound. “NO!” Chronos runs towards the bear biting it’s paw, suddenly he felt a sting. His breathing was heavy, he could hear his own heart racing and was wondering if others could hear it too, blood dripping down his face and complete blindness through his left eye. Until suddenly, a large branch breaks from the tree above and lands directly on top of the growling predator. Chronos runs to his mom as fast as he could. “Mommy…” He tugs on her scruff. “Mommy get up…” Slowly tears begin to roll down his flushed cheeks. “Mommy the pack is waiting for us…..” No response. Chron slowly examines her lifeless body. "I’m so sorry….” He falls upon her cold figure crying uncontrollably. “I love you…"

[Kaito]

He looks good! You're welcome to join in on the RP anytime you wish.

[Chronos]

Appreciated!

[Mythra]

beautiful looking bio; i love the color scheme you used. it's very pleasing to look at. :') and what an interesting character he is! i like how he's got this serious personality about him.

[Chronos]

Ahh thank you! I see Mythra is also a hunter, I'm sure they would make great friends.

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