Nickname ;;--
Age ;;five years
Gender ;; male
Breed ;; Dog
Sub-breed ;;Belgian Groenendael(Belgian Shepherd)Pack ;; Venganza
Rank ;; I'm gonna try out for alpha with him, but for now, he's delta.
Personality ;; Nero's dark fur reflects his heart. He is ambitious, and will do almost anything to get what he wants. He values strength and power, and that is one of the reasons he is Venganza. He isn't cruel; that is, he doesn't do cruel things for no reason. His reasons may not sound correct, but, to him, everything is crystal clear. He also values structure, order, and rules. He sticks to rules like glue, and those who disobey are to be punished. He does hold grudges, and it takes a lot to wipe the slate clean. He has no patience for pups, since they make him upset with their oblivion, but he doesn't mind their presence. He's smart, but anger can cloud his judgment. If needed, though, he'll go to the extremes to clear his mind. He's not big for blood lust, that actually turns him off, but he'll kill for a "Greater purpose".
In a crisis, Nero is calm, swift and efficient. His way of solving problems is to swoop in, remove the source of confusion, and swoop right back out. He likes things to be clean and sharp, no problems along the road. He can get a "sensory overload" in chaos, complete with piercing headaches and a pounding, loud heart.
History ;; Enter Gri and Mora. The two were beta of Venganza, and Mora, the slim black female, was heavy with pups. They litter of three was born with no trouble. Then the journey began. One pup was killed from exhaustion. One succumbed to starvation. And then only Nero was left. It was a hard life. But, with only one pup, he could be carried. That was the grim reality, and that was how Nero survived. He grew along the journey, and the two betas grew weaker and thinner. Then Mora dropped too. Gri knew he couldn't care for the pup himself, and the pack was too busy. So he left him in a park, under a bench, with some garbage food and hopes that a kind human would come along.
None did. Nero learned from his time on the street and followed the scent his pack left to their new home. By himself, he made up for lost time and made it to the packlands later. No one remembered him, his mother, or his father. He was "new".
Enter Nero the delta.
RP Example ;; Silver moonlight filtered down from the sky, casting an eerie, pale light on the silent area below. It was a small cluster of trees, not quite a forest. The branches were filled with spring leaves that caught the moonlight, outlining every vein. Perfect calm, such a delicate balance.
Silence.
An authoritative growl shattered the quiet. Two silhouettes shaded the landscape. The moon's eerie glow fell against the two figures. The first was crouching low to the ground tail tucked; the moonlight made him seem weak and sickly as it fell against the high places, like his cheekbones. The second was strengthened by the pale wash; it made the great black dog seem so much bigger, so much stronger as it illuminated the contours of his muscles.
"Get out," growled Nero, the second figure. His black coat was splashed in moonlight , making it seem less of black and more of silvery white. He held himself highly, his tail not tucked into submission, his lips pulled back to bare fierce, sharp teeth. The other dog cowered in fear, shaking, belly up.
Nero shook his head, still holding the other down, muttering under his breath:
"Spies... Of course...."He raised his voice to a level that the other dog could hear.
"A spy. From Lerenzo? I can smell your scent." The scent wasn't strong... Nero could barely smell it. But it was there. A sweet, pure scent... disgusting. Venganza scent was bold.
Nero took his attention off scent and onto the spy.
"What should I do with you?" he pondered, talking both to himself and the spy.
"Should I kill you?" He asked, moving his face and teeth dangerously close to the spy's throat.
"No... You deserve a trial first."With that, he grabbed the dog by the scruff, and, half dragging and half carrying the Lerenzo tresspasser.
Characters ;; This is the first.
Activity Level ;; I get on about every other day or so, sometimes every day.
Name ;; Whisper
