Akhmet

[Kuli]

Characters Name: Akhmet
Gender: Male
Age: 2 Years
Appearance: For a wolf, Akhmet is tiny. His body is lean and light, his legs are short. Even his features seem smaller than would be usual. But let's go step by step shall we?

His fur is a deep reddish-brown, however; he does have small patches of near black fur on his rump and at the end of his tail. His muzzle has far shorter hair than his body. The most part of him is shaggy and thick. His ears are mostly covered in fur, but at the base is where they are thickest with small tufts of hair. His ears too end in black tips.

He is, as explained before, a small wolf. This is because his father, a red wolf, mated with a coyote. Although Akhmet recieved his father's color, he recived his mothers build. Mostly anyway. Really, he is in between a wolf and coyote. His legs, though a little short, are built for speed. They are skinny and lean, like the rest of his body. It's not that he is anorexic, or starved, or has any other food disorder. He is long, with a slightly arched back. His face is short muzzled and ends in a dark nose. His eyes are bluish grey, and they are wide constantly. His teeth are of course, a carnivore's teeth. He has a regular wolf sized mouth, and it looks almost out of place with his small features.

As far as expression goes, he has a nice smile, though you will rarely see it. He sometimes has a suspicious frown on his muzzle, or a growl. But for the most part he is neutral. No smile, no frown. It scares a few really.

Mother: Snepshut
Father: Betepr

Powers: Akhmet get's his powers from his father. He controls fire. Although he hasn't had his powers for that long, he is gradually gaining control of them. He enjoys playing with it, enticing it to do his bidding. He can set a field alight, making it's green leaves turn black and ashen.

Sounds evil, doesn't it? But it's not. Often times he burns things and watches better, larger plants and environments grow in their place. Eventually he hopes to be able to control light, as his mother was able to. He doesn't know much about them, but what he does know he plans to expound upon.

Strengths: Fire, hunting, influential speaking
Weaknesses: Fighting, tracking
Traits: From his father, Akhmet gained his love of running. Rarely will you see him simply walking along. More often he runs, and howls, long and beutiful. From his mother he gained his love of singing, humming even. He isn't loud, but the quietness gets to him sometimes, and he sings. His voice is deep and his singing too is beautiful.

Personality:

Sarcastic, naiive, friendly, angry, a contridiction. Akhmet isn't a people person, but he's not a loner. He wouold rather have one good friend than a world of people who told him what he wanted to hear. He's a good guy, with a big, soft heart, and a weak spot for the dark ladies. He doesn't mind kids, but if he can avoid them, he will. At least for now. He likes the dark. To him it signals the coming of peace.

If you get to know him very well, you will see a side only very few have seen. It's his carefree side, his "coming out" attitude. This why should I worry attitude let's him unwind, but it often makes him feel invinsable. As good as that sounds, it often leads to him being very irrational. For the most part, though, he just has a good time. His muscles are less tence, he bounces around. Sometimes, although he would never let anyone know this, he sings.

Other than the latter, Akhmet is a serious wolf. For anyone who comes across him it is unusual, especially for a younger wolf. He is of calm, collected, and peaceful mind. There isn't but one bad bone in his body. He is philisophical, and a a wanderer. He's looking for a happy place "somewhere out there". He's a lover, not a fighter. He is deffinately a perfectionistis guy,, but he makes mistakes too. Don't we all?

History:

Akhmet, unlike many wolf pups, was born in the freezing snow drifts of winter. His mother, Snepshut, and his father, Betepr, often wondered if it was a blessing that Akhmet had dark fur, attracting the sun and bringing him warmth. His first year of life was fairly uneventful. Like any normal pup would, he was weened off of his mother's milk, he learned to hunt from his father and mother. He learned to incorperate both strategies. This made him a great hunter. As the months dragged on, he learned what being a wolf meant, and how, when he was grown, he would have to leave. He would have to fend for himself.

Not long after his twelth month, his father took him to a field. It was empty, night time. The stars above glimmered like fireflies. The real model was long asleep, hiding until the summer wind woke the frost and freed their wings. Akhmet stared around as his father sat beside him. They sat there for a while, niether saying anything. Then Betepr spoke.

"Son, you are one year lived. You're time is here. You must leave tonight..."

From that point on, Akhmet has been on his own. His meetings with others have been few, and far between. He isn't lonesome, but he misses his father and mother. He often wonders where they are, and he sometimes feels guilt for never telling his mother goodbye. Still, he knows she is in his heart, and to him that is all that counts.

[Dina]

Excellent joining post, I'm going to accept you!

But the only thing is, can you register with your characters name, I'll change it for you this time but it just saves us some work, invisionfree are great apart from you can't change your name after you've joined. Thanks.