
NAME: Cloudchaser
- Nickname(s): Cloud
AGE (in Moons): 40 Moons
GENDER: Male
- Gender expression (Masculine, Feminine, Androgynous, Other): Masculine
SEXUALITY: Bisexual
- Crush: None
- Future Love Interest: Available to change
MATE: None
- Pups: He's never been one to yearn for pups, especially now that he's blind. They'd be too rambunctious for him to handle and watch over, especially when bird of prey come to kidnap them.
RANK: Beta
DESCRIPTION: Cloudchaser is a lithe male wolf with a somewhat large build. His fur is white with with shades of gray and tan mixed in it. His eyes are gray with cataracts over both eyes and a large scar from the wound he received that made him blind. His legs are strong and his wide frame helps him overpower smaller wolves in fights. He has a great amount of stamina but his speed suffered and he's not the fastest.
- Strengths: Heightened senses - strong fighter - great stamina - strength - calm
- Weaknesses: Blind - swimming - paths with lots of branches and logs in the way - speed
- Likes: Pack - sounds of the river - morning (because birds begin to sing) - Sounds - smooth terrain - company
- Dislikes: Swimming - unknown terrain - coyotes - fallen objects
- Other: Cloudchaser is unfortunately blind due to the rebellion against Blackwater. Before the loss of his sight he was a great fighter, he still is though he is susceptible to being caught off guard. He hates swimming because he can easily drown and can't find where he's going if he can't feel the ground underneath him.
PERSONALITY (At least 3 sentences.): Cloudchaser is usually easygoing and calm around his pack-mates. He is relatively quiet and chooses to stay to himself at times. Before the rebellion, he used to be a very active wolf, participating in most things with eager anticipation. Now all that's left of that is a shell of what he used to be, an overtly serious wolf with a calm facade. He doesn't like letting others see inside him and he has become rather bitter after the rebellion. When giving orders he is direct and commanding often asserting his role as Beta so that no one decides to challenge him for his rank now that he's blind. To most, the change in personality is of notice but they can only see a small amount of bitterness, covered up by the easygoing exterior. On the inside he is subject to a swirling mass of anxiety, anger, anguish, and self-loathing. He greatly fears that he's become useless goods and he may lose his standing in the pack he loves. This fear causes him to want company, albeit just hearing the presence of his pack-mates is good enough. He hates his blindness greatly, as he had become severely handicapped by it and it took him a while to get used to it. There's still things he has to get used too even now. To prove to others and mainly himself, he often challenges other members of the pack to his own personal training. He does this aggressively as he fears that if he stops he won't get a hold of himself and lose all of his combat experience. If anyone notices his torn disposition, he reacts aggressively as he doesn't like being viewed as weak.
HISTORY (At least 3 sentences.): Cloudchaser was a part of the Old pack that was ran by the infamous Blackwater. His mother was a member in the pack and had been abused by Blackwater’s indiscriminate mating. His real father died protecting Cloud from Blackwater but Cloud was casted into the low ranks of the Omega. When he was a pup he would happily cling around his mother, not understanding her suffering until he got older. As he grew he realized the abuse he and his mother faced although his was mostly due to being an omega. He couldn’t live with seeing his mother abused but he didn’t want her to worry about him so instead he held a cheerful composure, hoping to at least make her happy. Later on he also worked on improving his own rank, ascending to a Gamma eventually through blood and sweat.
When Whitecaster started the rebellion, he of course joined in, wanting to end his mother’s suffering once and for all. His mother’s suffering did end but completely different than what he wanted. She died in the midst of the war, killed by the supporters of Blackwater. It was the last thing Cloud saw before he was blinded by another wolf during the rebellion. It took every fiber of his being for him not to give up and lay beside his mother. He knew she wouldn’t want him to die, not when she died in vain. She’d want him to live and that’s what he’s been doing after the war. He gave her cold body one last nuzzle before he moved with Whitecaster and the others.
OTHER:Great Googlly mooglly, Mist Blackwater
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE (Not optional, unless you are brand new to the site.):
"Both of you have such naive thoughts but we could change that all in due time!" Dr. Lavintas purred as he scribbled down what was said in a gleeful manner. It's not like he didn't expect these results, after all they were all untrained. Plus it would be more satisfying to turn that innocence into a vile viciously stained taint. He was so lost in his own thoughts that he didn't notice Cayden standing and pressing himself against the wall. He frowned a bit as he watched, albeit a little curiously. He wasn't a mind reader but he could tell the climax of Cayden's illness had reached its peak. He knew the stubborn fool wouldn't outright admit that he needed help even though his sound choice came back to choke him in the end. He watched the boy's ego shift into the Hyde; he wasn't yet ready for the Hyde as he was going to summon it later. "Well this is unexpected; you came out a bit too early." He grumbled as he stood before searching his desk, if he had stated his hunger earlier he could of easily rid himself of such a menial task.
Ellis had drifted off before Cayden's outbreak caught his attention. He wasn't sure what was wrong with the guy but he knew he was trouble. His instincts told him to get away and he did just that, putting as much distance as he could between them but he became much closer to the Doctor. He watched as Max appeared in the doorway and wished he was on the other side of it. Yet on the other end, somewhere inside himself "itched," it was nowhere he could scratch nor was it painful. It was a bit dull but it was there and it irritated him slightly that he couldn't figure out this feeling.
"Ah, Max you showed up at just the right time." Dr. Lavintas chimed sarcastically as he pulled some thick gloves out and stretched them on. "It's Zach, right? You're hungry no? I could supply you with a snack if you cooperate but if not; I do have to warn you that something will hurt." He warned the ego as he had already secured all the snacks he could muster but if this Hyde didn't cooperate he would have to take things into his own hands and by his own hands he meant something brutal. It would pain him to hurt the boy but he needed to be subdued for a moment so that he could gather himself.