Castor//Priest of Armonir - Done

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[atrb=width,500,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][bg=050b20] Castor OF THE GREAT ARMONIR PACK ••lifes like rowing in a glass boat youre a devil in a fur coat•• Age 5 years Gender Male Purity Pure Rank Priest of the Hunt Power The power to calm other wolves by touch. GOT A PALE GREY AND WHITE PELT AND SOME SILVER EYES Pic ••like you think i dont know what youre trying not to show•• Scars Castor has two scars of sorts. One is a deep and ugly scar that runs accross his right side. The other is small nick on the top of his right ear. Disabilities/Deformities None Appearance This wolf is actually quite small for a wolf. Other wolves often look over him at first glance but they do a double take once they take in his personality. His fur is the usual length of a wolf's fur. The coloring is slightly unique, as well as his patterning. His coloring is mostly white. His back and halfway down his sides is a blending of medium gray to light grey and then the final blending to white. Castor's belly, chest, neck, legs, and paws are completly white. His tail also follows the blending technique from the topside to the bottom. His tail tip ends in white as well. Castor's head is a perfect mix of grey and white. Like the rest of his, the top of his head and right above his eyes is a mixture of medium grey and light grey. The grey frames above his eyes in a graceful mask and swoops down to slightly blend in a point. The rest of his face is pure white and his nose is a startling black. One of the most unique features about Castor though is his silver eyes. CAUSE IM PEACEFUL AND LOVING ••beauty aint just skin deep horrors lie dont cry dont weep•• Personality Calm and Loving Castor knows that he is especially calm, even for a lowly wolf from the Impure Packs. He believes that this is mostly to do with his power, which comes in handy when fights do break out. Castor loves life as well and always sees the positive side of all things. He is much loved by his Pack. Castor will also spend hours playing with the pups and loves to take on a Trainee of his own every once in a while. He patient and understanding. Authority and Discipline Though as calm and loving as He seems, Castor is not a push-over. There is a reason why He is Priest. Castor will not stand for disloyalty. He expects to be respected and to be obeyed. Castor can fight and defend himself if he feels like it is the only way to protect himself and the ones he loves. The wolf is an amazing hunter; one of the best in the Armonir Pack. He holds onto hi titles with pride and honor. Anger? Though he rules the Hunt with a tight grip; Castor hardly ever gets mad to the point where he loses himself. That has only happened once and he has promised himself that it will never happen again. Castor does get annoyed though, and his annoyance is equivelant to others' anger and rage. He gives second chances very easily, so fear not if you ever fing yourself on his bad side. But be warned, he doesn't give third chances... Preferences Likes He likes to run and especially to race. Castor also loves the warmth of spring and summer. He likes sunlight as well as darkness. Dislikes Castor hates water. He doesn't like other's to be upset or angry either. Strengths/Weaknesses Strengths Castor is very cunning and stragetic which comes in very handy with the hunting. He can run faster then all the other males, which is definately a feat. Castor is also skilled in healing, where his power comes into play very often. Weaknesses Castor is actually afraid of water, deathly afraid in fact. He will not go near it unless to drink. Because he is so afraid of water, Castor cannot swim. One of his greatest fears is a death by drowning. Secret Ambitions Castor really wishes to become as calm and peaceful as the Great Armonir himself. It is something he strives for everyday but knows that he will never achieve such a high and pure ambition. AND MY PARENTS ARE SAHILU AND SOLAM ••theres a time where its all right build a club and dance all night•• Family His father is Solam and his mother is Sahilu Castor has a brother and sister each; Tahiloo and Foryisan. That pretty much sums up his family. Castor did not find a mate before he became Priest. Regrets He regrets the one time that he lost became so angry that he lost himself. Castor ended up hurting everyone in his family that one time and the damage is unrepairable. History This wolf's family was born and raised in the Armonir Pack. His father Solam was a decent Guard and his mother Sahilu was an excellent Hunter. He grew up with a brother and sister each; Tahiloo and Foryisan. Both became Trainees for the Guard while he became a Traine for the Hunt. With his power, Castor thought that this was not where he was meant to be. He was sure that his power meant that he would be most useful with the Guard. This was when Castor's anger started and continued to grow. As he was going through his training, the young wolf just kept getting more and more agitated. Castor thought that he was not helping the Pack enough. How could he when Castor was not with the Guard? He asked his teacher, Jayil this but Jayil only said that Castor will see soon enough. A moon later and Castor was finally ready to help with the hunting. He was placed at the front of the small hunting party, which really suprised him for he thought that the Trainees would be at the back where they could learn. The hunt started and together they blocked off a small and old doe. Jayil gave Castor the signal to attack; bewildered, Castor leaped and as soon as his paw touched the doe, she stopped running and her eyes lost the wild look of fear. The wolves brought her down quickly and easily, saving her pain. Jayil answered Castor's question, saying that that was why he was placed with the Hunters, to make hunting easier on them but also easier and less painful for the prey. Jayil also asked Castor if he truly would have been happy in the Guard, where everyone was always tense and often angry when fighting began. Castor realized that he had a lot to think about. But in the coming moons, he only became angrier as he saw that his brother and sister were starting to get glory from thier battles. Finally, he snapped and challenged Tahiloo. The battle was fierce even though Castor's touch was obviously affecting Tahiloo's fighting. Castor won when he broke his brother's leg. That was when the Preist and the Priestess stepped in. They sentenced Castor to not touch a single wolf or living prey in any way for an entire moon. Most thought he had gotten off easy and were angry at him. Castor himself thought he had gotten off easy. But in that one moon, Castor learned so much about himself. He had to watch as the prey was taken down normally, without his calming touch. Wolves got hurt and the prey were in so much more pain and Castor could do nothing but watch, nothing to ease the pain he saw everyday. There was a huge battle as well and Castor was not allowed to calm the wounded. This was when he had to do something, so he started to learn healing with herbs. Moons turned into years and Castor's anger has virtually become nonexistant. He is much calmer and no longer holds grudges. Castor was made Priest when the former one died of old age. He tried to keep the Priestess as calm as possible. Castor stayed by her side almost constantly. But a long and painful year later, the Priestess died as well, follwoing her much loved mate to meet the Gods at least. Castor chose the next Priestess of the Guard, he doesn't know her very well but knows that she will lead the Guard well. Maybe one day they could find love like the former Priest and Priestess. Sample RP A gray and white wolf dropped low to the ground, his ears were pricked and listening for the sounds of prey. Castor had to provide food for his Pack. This also just happened to be one of those times when he was out alone, so no deer for him. He wasn't going to be stupid, even with his power, Castor didn't want to risk an injury. No, he was hunting much smaller game this fine morning; rabbits. Suddenly, a fat one crossed his path, heading for the sping that he knew was near here. The rabbit was so focused on going where she needed to be that she didn't stop and check for danger. Castor took the opportunity and prowled closer slowly before shooting off. But the rabbit saw him coming and then saw how close he was. Castor could hear the poor thing's heart beating rapidly and still increasing. Before he could even set paw on the rabbit, she died from her heart bursting. Annoyed and sad, Castor picked her up gently and started heading back towards home. ••listen to your fears to the waves by the piers as its drumming to your heartbeat baby youve got cold feet••

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