[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 14px;]he had never cried so much in his entire life than he had in the past month, mourning the biggest loss he'd ever have, ever. he knew there was no way to stop the mourning, but he wanted to stay strong, for her, and for the past month he'd felt nothing but weak.
it was his fault that she was gone. he should have been with her, protecting her like he usually did—but instead he'd let her go off on her own to find food, while he searched in the other direction. the one time he wasn't with her, she got hurt. the one time he wasn't there to protect her, and his sister was taken from him mercilessly. she'd still been alive when he got to her, the thick red liquid almost a puddle surrounding her small body, her bright emerald eyes gradually dulling and her breath fading. he vowed to go after the creature who did this to the only light in his life, but as the days went by he grew too tired to even think about revenge, mind clouded by pain and grief.
his head was low and his pace slow. his limbs shook, his fur the dirtiest it'd ever been, he hadn't eaten for days and the last drink of water he'd had was a day ago. he was tired; too tired to realize he was hungry and thirsty; that his stomach was begging for food and his dry mouth craved water. he just wanted to find somewhere he could be, surrounded by others who'd get his mind off of his sister's sudden death, at least for a little while. he wanted to fall over and sleep for a while, then wake up strong again, for his sister.
it'd seemed like another day had gone by before, finally, an eerie, large building came into view. everything surrounding it was eerie, screamed 'BEWARE', but he didn't care. he heaved in a breath and huffed as he sat down a ways distance from the building. "hello?" he called out weakly, voice shaking not with fear, but because of malnutrition and lack of sleep. "lux. joining." his tone was tired and nonchalant as he shifted to keep himself from falling over right there on the spot. he gulped back a whine, not wanting to appear too weak.
GENERAL ;;
• lux moreau | protector of the moreau family
• homosexual, demi-homoromantic | transmasculine bigender (male + agender & he/his)
• single | ½ tba | never been in a relationship
• loner/traveller or tbd alliance | 1 1/2 years
APPEARANCE ;;
• alaskan noble companion dog [current] | health: 45%
— thinner build but lean, soft fur, long-haired, average height and overall size, dark brown irises, reference
— minor injuries: three old jagged scars on left flank, small scar on top of nose, small scar on right side of muzzle
— major injuries: none, thank the heavens
PERSONALITY ;;
• protective, cautious, secretive
• sympathetic, kind at heart, nurturing
• quiet, soft-spoken, patient for the most part
• repressed, broken, self-loathing
• a hot mess™
INTERACTION ;;
• cautious and cynical; definitely not too social
• extreme physically, medium-easy mentally
• ask for serious injuries/captures
• attack in [i]bold italicized black
• ability to take away pain (recently discovered), colored blood (silver)
HEALTH STATUS ;;
• strength: 45%
• speed: 80%
• mentally: 30%
• agility: 80%
• physical: 45%