Brennan [Complete]

.:General Information:.

Birthname: Brennan
Birthname Pronunciation: (BREN nun)
Birthname Meaning: Teardrop, Sorrow, or Raven depending on the translation.
Birthname Origin: Celtic
Birthname Alias: n/a
Present Name: Due to the fact that he can no longer tell anyone his name, he simply goes by whatever his aquaintances prefer to call him. Due to the fact that he currently has no acquaintences here, he is presently nameless.
Present Name Pronunciation: ---
Present Name Meaning: ---
Present Name Origin: ---
Present Name Alias: ---

Breed: Timber Wolf
Age In Years: 4 years, 5 months
Sex/Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation [Bi, Straight, etc.]: Undecided / Unsure. He currently has no interest in romantic relationships.
Weight In Pounds: 85 lbs
Height In Feet: 3' 0"

Previous Pack: Kodai. He was disowned as a pup and was never truly accepted anywhere since.
Previous Rank: Exile
Current Pack: Kitlek [Prospective]
Current Rank: ---

Likes: Stargazing, clover, meadows, pups, hunting, birds of prey/scavangers, nighttime, silence, lightning storms, meditating, sleeping, having a purpose or a mission
Dislikes: Sunsets, bright lights, most females, arrogant males, his scars, being taunted, being called "soft" or "weak", loud noises, thunder, fire, senseless violence or killing without purpose, those who do not truly listen, liars
Trusts: Very few. Brennan doesn't give his trust away lightly; it takes a momentous event for him to even decide if he trusts his current alpha. He will, however, follow the orders of his leaders and those who outrank him without question, simply because this is how he has learned to survive.
Hopes & Dreams: None that he has cared to identify.
Fears: His dreams, being useless, being ignored
Values: Innocence, Honesty, Justice, Fairness, Balance, Order
Motto: "Actions speak louder than words" & "Silence like a cancer grows."

.:Looks And References:.

Main Coat Color: Charcoal Gray
Main Coat Color [Hex Code]: #363636
Secondary Coat Color: Black
Secondary Coat Color [Hex Code]: #000000
Other Coat Colors (Please Specify Where): Light Gray (chest, bib, front paws, back leg socks, inner ear)
Other Coat Colors (Please Specify Where) [Hex Code(s)]: #D3D3D3
Left Eye Color: Gold
Left Eye Color [Hex Code]: #FFCC11
Right Eye Color: Gold
Right Eye Color [Hex Code]: #FFCC11
Tattoos: "Hook" or "Teardrop" beneath both eyes
Tattoo Colors: Nikko Blue
Tattoo Colors [Hex Code(s)]: #838EDE
Markings: Gray stripe on nose covered by smaller black stripe
Markings Colors: Gray & Black
Markings Colors [Hex Code(s)]: #808080 & #000000
Any Deformed Areas: Severed vocal cords; he has been mute since puppyhood.
And Areas Lost In Combat/Event: Large bite taken out of left ear
Scars [And Areas]: Various scars are scattered across his body, none of which have been coherently mapped. They are all very old scars - from when he was a pup - and thus are fairly light and easy to miss. The most notable scar, however, is the large jagged mark running across his throat - an indication of why he is mute.
Any Missing Limbs: None

.:Personality/History Information:.

Basic Personality: Brennan's personality is really just a series of masks. On the surface, he is a cold and ruthless killer - silent, effective, obedient to those who command him, and utterly heartless. However, beneath this front is a bleeding heart that cannot stand to see an innocent suffer. He is especially protective of pups due to his childhood trauma. He has a tendency to reform himself every time he enters a new territory and is given a new "name." What he is called by his new pack affects how he sees himself and how he relates to others; he has not seen himself as "Brennan" since he was disowned. In a way, his personality is largely fluid and open to change, but there are certain areas in which he is very set in his ways. He has a tendency to bottle up emotion, refusing to express it when others are nearby. The only feelings he will openly display are satisfaction, occasionally amusement, dissatisfaction, and varying levels of anger or rage. Only when he is alone or with someone he deeply trusts does he tend to display any other sort of emotion (sorrow, happiness, affection, etc.). He cares very little for what he looks like and considers himself to be very ugly and "tainted" due to the way he was treated in his puppyhood. Thus, hygiene means next-to-nothing to him. He does not mind being muddy or bloody unless it hinders his movement during a mission or the smell is able to give him away. Brennan is also fairly self-conscious about such things when it comes to making a good impression on Alphas seeing as he cannot explain his appearance verbally. Before meeting someone of a higher rank, he is almost obsessive about his need to wash. Other than that, however, seeing him bathe or enter water willingly is a rather rare occurrence. He has a dry sense of humor and seems not to be amused by hardly anything. He has absolutely no experience with romantic relationships, friendships, etc. He doesn't really know what companionship is or what it feels like to have a friend. Anyone he likes he tends to think of as an "ally" rather than a companion. Because of this, there is a distinct possiblity of Brennan becoming confused if and when he ever does form a solid friendship. Such an emotional connection with another individual is liable to make him volitile and unstable for a short period of time.

Evil Or Good?: That depends on who pays the higher price to win his allegiance. Brennan does not feel as though he is inherently good or bad, but rather sees himself as a shade of gray. He was born from a "bad" pack, but has "good" tendencies. This inner conflict has led to a great deal of his psychological instability.
Happy or Depressed?: To most, he seems rather emotionless, rendering this distinction impossible to make. However, if one were to ask Brennan himself, he would say that he is, for the most part, displeased with his life though by no means depressed. He has simply not found anything worth being happy about at this point in his life.
Confused or Organized?: When it comes to a task given to him or an order that is delivered, he is swift, efficient, and thorough. Thus, when concerning his job, he is quite organized. His mental state however is far more chaotic than it may seem on the surface, especially when he is introduced to a situation or emotion he is not familiar with.
Considerate or Greedy?: Brennan looks out for himself first and foremost, but has a soft spot for pups who cannot defend themselves properly.
Giving or Taking?: Taking. Brennan believes that nothing can be given without something first being taken away.
Other: Communicates largely through body language, actions, and facial expressions. He cannot bark, growl, snarl, whine, speak, etc. Any sounds he does manage to make are hoarse, strained parodies of what they should be. He is embarrassed by his inability to speak and thus refrains from making any sort of vocal noise if he can help it. He likes to think that his silence makes him all the more effective and intimidating.

Basic Lifeline:

Brennan's existence was ill-fated from the start. His mother's clan was the compassionate and peacekeeping Callan; his father's the analytical and bloodthirsty Kodai. His parents were outsiders even within their own clans, or so he was told. Brennan had heard it whispered that his mother had a rebellious streak that led her to mate with the fearsome yet strangely soft-hearted son of the Kodai Alphen. Though it was peacetime when they fell in love, their union was still disapproved by Callan, Kodai and Seyan alike. Neither of the three formerly warring packs were willing to look favorably upon the young lovers, nor on their future offspring. Brennan's parents had dangerous traits which many feared would be passed down to their offspring; it was painfully obvious to Brennan's parents that their pups would not be accepted as Callan or Kodai. They would be outsiders to their own families, unable to truly gain acceptance. Regardless, Brennan's mother was determined to raise her children among the Callan. She was confident that her children would gain acceptance of their own accord.

Her dream was never realized: she died giving birth. She bore five pups total - two of which were stillborn. The remaining three pups - Brennan and his elder brother and sister - were branded with the Mark of Sorrow and named accordingly. They were children born of Sorrow; they would forever carry the burden of the knowledge that they were not meant to exist and that for them to have been born, their mother had to die. It was the doing of the Wheel of Fate, the ancestors told Brennan and his siblings. Following his mother's death, Brennan and his siblings were taken from the Callan pack by their father and were raised as Kodai. They were taught how to be warriors from a very young age. They were trained in stealth and combat, in hunting and the delicate art of killing a foe swiftly, silently, and completely without leaving a trace of one's presence. As the children of the future Alpha, they were taught all the skills they would need to be his agents and assassins - minature messengers of death that could be sent out at a moment's notice with the briefest of instructions. This was the life Brennan was predestined for. But first he and his siblings would have to brave the ancient Kodai tradition: the Blood Trial.

The Blood Trial is every bit as grusome as its name. At six months of age, Brennan and his siblings were pitted against one another in a no-holds-barred, winner-take-all battle royale to prove dominance, strength, and aptitude for life. In the eyes of the Kodai, only the strong survive. The results of the Blood Trial were damnably conclusive: Brennan's brother and sister were equally matched and would continue to live as Kodai, having earned the respect of their clan. Brennan, on the other hand, had been beaten nearly to death. His left ear was badly torn, his pelt was matted with blood from countless gashes and bites, and above all his pride was absolutely shattered. Over the course of the battle, he had sustained a deep bite to the throat which, while not lethal, had severed his vocal cords rendering him mute. He was promptly disowned and banished from Kodai lands, considered by his clan to be worthless as a fighter and unfit to rule, let alone live. He was abandoned, left to live or die on his own accord.

Brennan sought acceptance from the Callan, hoping their neutrality would allow them to accept the battered son of their tyrannical enemy. He was, after all, half Callan by birth. They tended to his wounds and nursed him back to health, but their kindness was only temporary. The Callan denied him acceptance to their clan. They turned Brennan away as soon as he was healthy enough to fend for himself again. He was eight months old at this time. He wandered, joining up with small groups of lone wolves or rogue bands of bachelors trying to ekke their way out in an unforgiving land. Brennan learned to hunt effectively on his own, putting his puppyhood training to good use. Over time, his skills improved far beyond what would have been expected of a half-Kodai who had failed the Blood Trial. This thought and this thought alone motivated Brennan to keep living. He convinced himself that Fate was not what his ancestors believed it was. He convinced himself that Fate was not set in stone. It could be changed, he thought, manipulated by the very paths we choose to follow and the actions we decide to make. Will is what keeps us strong. That and a sense of purpose or duty. A sense of standing up and fighting for what one believes in.

With this in mind, Brennan's wandering took on a new meaning. From his first year on, he sought packs or individuals who were in dire need of help. He sought out those looking for, if not a savior, then a scapegoat or an expendable fighter. He quickly overcame his fear of death. He felt it was better to die for a cause than to die out of self-pity. Despite the fact that he loathed himself for living when his mother and two of his siblings had died, despite the fact that he had failed to bring honor to his name, Brennan continued to fight and live - silent and strong - following his motto that actions speak louder than words. It is an empty life he leads to be certain, drifting from one assignment or one purpose to another, but it is the only life he has known. Without it, without a purpose, Brennan fears slipping into the silence and losing himself completely. . .

.:Quiz to See how Your Character Would Act In The Following Situations:.

1) If your Pack's food supply was low, and you were not an alpha, you would
(A) Steal food, you are starving for crying out loud!
(B) Be Honest to the Pack and Wait for Your Share, even If it means Dying
(C) Wait your turn, But eat more than your share

Question 1 Answer: B. Brennan knows what it is to go without food and knows he can survive...to a point. If his pack has pups to fend for, however, he would be the first to insist that the pups get their fill or would be the one to give up his portion so they might eat.

2) You have been demoted! You
(A) Go on a rampage, attack the alpha and anything in sight!
(B) Be submissive and apologize, you probably deserved it.
(C) Have a lot of anger inside, but submit to the alpha for fear of being demoted again.

Question 2 Answer: C. Brennan would not take being demoted lightly, but knows enough to not take his rage out on those who are his bread and butter, as it were. However, the alpha that demotes him would do well to watch his back; Brennan's allegiances are not so set in stone that he would forgive a sleight against him that he feels is undeserved.

3) You have been denied acceptance into a pack. You
(A) Moan, cry, beg, plead. "Oh Mighty Alpha! Please Let me Join!" Bow down and roll over on your stomach.
(B) Walk away. You don't want to get in any more trouble...
(C) Have tact and try to ask again, a better way.

Question 3 Answer: B. Brennan is unable to communicate his desires beyond body language, but he would not stoop to begging as that is beneath him. If his presence and services are unrequired by one pack, he will simply find another that will accept him.




Sanity Level: 5/10
Intelligence Level: 8/10
Wits in a Battle: 9/10
Fighting Experience: 10/10
Killing Experience: 10/10
Hunting: 9/10
Fishing: 5/10
Aggression Level: 9/10
Speed Level: 6/10
Strength Level: 8/10
Hygiene Level: 5/10
Kindness Level: 5/10
Curiosity Level: 6/10
Humor Level: 3/10
Flirting Experience: 0/10


Outline ©Lonewind
Character ©Caelwit

.:Relationship Key:.

Hatred
Angered
Annoyance
Aquainted
Friend
Trusted
Best Friend
Respect
Love
Crush
Passion
Mate
Family/Relitive

.:Lineage/Pedigree Information:.

Current Mate: ---
Previous Mate: ---

Puppy(ies) Generated from Current Mate: ---
Puppy(ies) Generated from Previous Mate: ---

Friends: ---
Enemies: ---

Kin: ---

Half-Kin: ---

Accepted!