ASATO | LONE WOLF

Full Name: Asato
Age:  2 2/3 years
Gender: Brute

Species: Rocky Mountain Wolf
Length: 6.6 feet
Height: 36 inches
Weight: 130 pounds

Pack Desired: lone wolf

Physical Appearance: 

His pelt is majorly a dark brown with ripples of brown shades and hints of white. His fur is no one single colour of brown, the longer you look the more hues you see.
White markings gather around his muzzle, but not due to age. He inherited the trait some wolves call 'a snow biter', which is where a wolf has a white muzzle and suggest they are
wolves who struggle with authority and have their faces always lowered. But this is not the case with Asato -  unfortunately this is not something he can change. His eyes vary from a dark shade of
yellow to light sunny ones, depending on how closely you look or how close he is to breaking your neck. 

Personality:

His age plays a huge role in his personality. He's young therefore naturally he is quite immature for his age and enjoys taking part in small pranks or acts of rebellion. Asasto is impatient, which causes him to quickly jump into action, most of the time resulting in his failure. However, despite all the cons Asato show's signs of possessing great skills as a mediator. Wolves tend to enjoy his company, and the feelings are mutual. He enjoys the company of other wolves, particularly females, and easily because clingy to his new friends a.k.a targets. 
He is of Rock Mountain Wolf blood, where coats are thick and they are naturally heavy set. Asato can hold his ground from a direct hit because of this but because of this, he moves slower. Already at the age of 2, almost 3, he is quite a big boy.

Asato is stubborn in his ways until disproved, it's been a problem with him ever since he'd been a pup. Though he is quite the jokester, there are a few things he takes quite seriously. One, family - His pack, or rather, any future pack. He would gladly give his life to serve them, never joking about the safety of his pack. The second thing he takes quite serious is mates.Yes, he likes to flirt around and have some fun, but if he were to ever meet the one, he'd become quite gentlemen, perhaps even possessive. And lastly, the weather. He wasn't sure if it was perhaps-all those pup stories he'd always hear when he was younger, but he took weather usually as omens. (more info in history)

History:

Asato grew up on mountain ranges, where winter seemed never-ending. His pack was small, he being the son was the current beta, brother of the alpha. They held no real territory, constantly on the move from either powerful packs or grizzlies. He was the only sibling to survive the first year, the rest had died of either cold or starvation. His mother died soon after he had turned a year and four months due to protecting an elk carcass from a grumpy grizzly. Death surrounded Asato, so much it would soon unfazed him in his later life. Now, his small pack became a 4 wolf pack, his father the beta and the alpha pair. 

His alphas were strong believers in the stars. They taught the pack how to find which direction was which, where the sun would hit the warmest and sometimes predicted where the yellow stained grass would first spring up. They also believed that the sky could predict omens, ones that would predict future evens of the day. They had tried to teach Asato how to reach them, but his father the Beta disapproved. Nonetheless, he spent his time learning in secret. Still, it was difficult and often he found himself guessing. Rain could be you were to meet a new encounter, or it could also mean the elk were weeping and would not be coming out to graze. There were other ways but, that was for another time. 

But currently, Asato was all by himself. He had traveled a great distance from his former homes, where winter was divided into other season now, like fall and spring and summer. His big hick coat became small due to his lack of food proportions. And why? ... Enemies packs had begun combing their territories, fighting and ridding of small family units like Asato's. Asato had fled his family in a scared panic, and he regrets it till this day. He had wondered where his personality came from, surely this would cause him to be sour and grumpy? But Asato refused to be like this, and maintained a positive outlook on his all but bleak future. 


Alias: fui
Contact: elfenred.am@gmail.com

About You:
i love to to draw and roleplay! drama is beloved and i'm over the moon with angstyness!
Role Play Sample:

His paws felt heavy,snow clinging to his long chocolate fur. The compact spheres of frozen water simply wanted a free ride, but they were most unwelcomed. He never thought he'd be so tired of seeing the white landscape, the place he'd been born and raised. But his thick fur was giving out, the coldness stinging him like thin needles of frozen water. The pain was nostalgic, but also frustrating. He couldn't stay, they would find him. Perhaps where he was going would have elk as well, and maybe he could find a nice foreign wolf to settle down with. With such happy thoughts, he continued foward. Despite his efforts, also his positiveness was slipping. He had no place to call home now, how dare he call... wherever he was going, home? The forest, it would be the last place his foes would find him. But that was exactly what he would say, back when his father and uncle were alive. The forest? Where the cool touch is only the touch of stone and mud and the sun could hide away among the tops of trees.