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Deimos Oumil
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RPed by Legendary-Taco
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RPed by Legendary-Taco
:: Name ::
“You can just call me Deimos.”
The wolf prefers the name Deimos, the smaller moon of the planet Mars. His full name is actually Deimos Oumil, a fact he seldom shares.
:: Aliases ::
“None yet.”
The male has yet to receive a nickname of any sort.
:: Age ::
“I’m five.”
5 Years / 35 Human
:: Species ::
"Timber Wolf."
Canis Lupus Occidentalis
:: Classification ::
"I’m a guy”
Deimos is a he-wolf
:: Rank ::
“Rank? I’m a loner. Exiled from a pack long ago”
Deimos is currently searching for a pack and is therefore a loner.
:: Looks ::
“I’m fluffy and have brown fur. What else is there to say?”
Deimos possesses a multi-colored coat, bearing a variety of colors, but for the most part, he’s largely brown. Marbled sienna fur warping into a sandy coat at his belly. The eyes of the he-wolf are a yellow throughout his iris and are rimmed with a chocolate color.
:: Disposition ::
“Wolf of a few words, as you can tell. Not much else to it, to be honest.”
Deimos, as he describes himself, is a wolf of few words. He likes to keep things short and fast, not preferring to waste his precious time on unneeded words. This may make him appear stubborn and uncaring, he is, however, quite an affectionate, gentle, and observant individual – If you can get past his silence.
:: History ::
“Rather not talk about it. Anyways, does anyone really care?”
Deimos does not much care for his past. In the beginning, it was great. His life basically went without hardship. Born in a litter of five to his mother and father, Casatori and Tatal, Catatori being beta and Tatal being a subordinate. At the age of two, after a long debate with himself whether to stay or disperse, he decided to remain with his natal pack. He did not regret this decision, meeting his first mate, Azula, a year later. Azula was the daughter of the two alphas, Inca and Născut. Neither of them approved of Deimos at first but they were forced to deal with it.
"We can't let our only daughter throw her live away with a mutt" Inca said looking at Deimos with a disgusted expression "Well, I do have an idea" Născut muttered to his mate "Arrange something - Azula and someone to be mates. Deimos can't fight against us. We have immunity. We are invincible." Inca nodded in agreement
"But who?" she inquired, eyes flickering with question
"The warrior - Dyami."
Upon finding out Azula's parents had arranged for her and Dyami to be mates, Deimos was outraged. Azula and Deimos' relationship had to end, but both were comforted knowing Deimos' pups were stirring in Azula's belly.
ｄｏｅｓｔｈｉｓｄａｒｋｎｅｓｓｈａｖｅａｎａｍｅ?“You can just call me Deimos.”
The wolf prefers the name Deimos, the smaller moon of the planet Mars. His full name is actually Deimos Oumil, a fact he seldom shares.
:: Aliases ::
“None yet.”
The male has yet to receive a nickname of any sort.
:: Age ::
“I’m five.”
5 Years / 35 Human
:: Species ::
"Timber Wolf."
Canis Lupus Occidentalis
:: Classification ::
"I’m a guy”
Deimos is a he-wolf
:: Rank ::
“Rank? I’m a loner. Exiled from a pack long ago”
Deimos is currently searching for a pack and is therefore a loner.
:: Looks ::
“I’m fluffy and have brown fur. What else is there to say?”
Deimos possesses a multi-colored coat, bearing a variety of colors, but for the most part, he’s largely brown. Marbled sienna fur warping into a sandy coat at his belly. The eyes of the he-wolf are a yellow throughout his iris and are rimmed with a chocolate color.
:: Disposition ::
“Wolf of a few words, as you can tell. Not much else to it, to be honest.”
Deimos, as he describes himself, is a wolf of few words. He likes to keep things short and fast, not preferring to waste his precious time on unneeded words. This may make him appear stubborn and uncaring, he is, however, quite an affectionate, gentle, and observant individual – If you can get past his silence.
:: History ::
“Rather not talk about it. Anyways, does anyone really care?”
Deimos does not much care for his past. In the beginning, it was great. His life basically went without hardship. Born in a litter of five to his mother and father, Casatori and Tatal, Catatori being beta and Tatal being a subordinate. At the age of two, after a long debate with himself whether to stay or disperse, he decided to remain with his natal pack. He did not regret this decision, meeting his first mate, Azula, a year later. Azula was the daughter of the two alphas, Inca and Născut. Neither of them approved of Deimos at first but they were forced to deal with it.
"We can't let our only daughter throw her live away with a mutt" Inca said looking at Deimos with a disgusted expression "Well, I do have an idea" Născut muttered to his mate "Arrange something - Azula and someone to be mates. Deimos can't fight against us. We have immunity. We are invincible." Inca nodded in agreement
"But who?" she inquired, eyes flickering with question
"The warrior - Dyami."
Upon finding out Azula's parents had arranged for her and Dyami to be mates, Deimos was outraged. Azula and Deimos' relationship had to end, but both were comforted knowing Deimos' pups were stirring in Azula's belly.
