Post by Avernus on Jul 8, 2005 14:32:22 GMT -5
Name: Avernus Nightblade
Age: 3 years
Rank: Hunter
Parents: Shaded-Death Coronus and ArchAngel Nightblade
Siblings: Death and Breaker
Description: Avernus is a massive, scarred wolf, who is dark-hearted, as well as dark pelted. Her coat is a pure black. She has countless scars that riddle her body and eyes the same color as the crimson liquid that gives each being life. Like many other wolves, she likes to fight, usually fighting for her life, reprisal, or getting rid of an aggravation.
Personality: Avernus was once quite a bad tempered wolf. She would attack and kill anything and everything that bothered her. Yet, the beast that lies within her IS only sleeping and oneday it might wake.
History: Avernus is a massive, scarred wolf, who is dark-hearted, as well as dark pelted. Her coat is a pure black. She has countless scars that riddle her body and eyes the same color as the crimson liquid that gives each being life. Like many other wolves, she likes to fight, usually fighting for her life, reprisal, or getting rid of an aggravation. She is different from others in the fact that she is part demon.
How did this come to pass? Well, her mother, Corona, was the archangel (guardian) of their packs alpha. Her father, Black Heart, was the most feared wolf in the Northlands, and was the assassin-to-be of the same alpha her mother was guarding. Sooner or later they met a few times outside of battle, and fell in love. Out of Corona’s litter of 7 pups, Avernus was the only cub who took after her father. The others were sweet and innocent.
As she grew older, Avernus learned what she was, and shut ‘it’ off; ‘It’ being the demonic power bubbling near the surface of her being. When she was about 11 months old, a rival pack came to challenge them for their land. Avernus was absent at the time; her father had taken her out to train her to fight. Before they reached home, her father had to leave, having been called to help the alpha of his old pack. Avernus was left to get home on her own. She did, but found the whole pack slaughtered and the rival pack celebrating their success.
The power she had locked away for so long lashed out and flowed freely from her bodice. For one so small and young, she being only 14 months of age, a power like hers should not have reached this level of intensity or force for many years. Yet the power that surged out of her was the strongest that had ever been used (without the wolf using it dying of such exhaustion coming from using such a power) like it in its history. Avernus’ fury added to the strength of it as well.
The others laughed at her, not thinking that the power came from her. They attacked her, all of them, at the same time. She held her own in battle, not losing a single inch of ground. Soon it came to pass that she alone slaughtered them all. Not one of them was left to live.
She had many witnesses to her massacre, and those who saw it happen immediately went and told others of her. She earned quite a reputation, being called Hell’s Advocate, the Reaper, or simply Devil. Usually, that amount of tragedy would drive one so young mad, but Avernus embraced the power now and set off in search of something.
Now she lives with nearly all other wolves hating her and trying to kill her. She is immeasurably strong and moves with amazing speed. She fights to kill, usually, and wins. She now wanders in search of a home with residents that will not hate or fear her.
Powers:
Darkness/Death, Fires of Hell, Illusiory
Age: 3 years
Rank: Hunter
Parents: Shaded-Death Coronus and ArchAngel Nightblade
Siblings: Death and Breaker
Description: Avernus is a massive, scarred wolf, who is dark-hearted, as well as dark pelted. Her coat is a pure black. She has countless scars that riddle her body and eyes the same color as the crimson liquid that gives each being life. Like many other wolves, she likes to fight, usually fighting for her life, reprisal, or getting rid of an aggravation.
Personality: Avernus was once quite a bad tempered wolf. She would attack and kill anything and everything that bothered her. Yet, the beast that lies within her IS only sleeping and oneday it might wake.
History: Avernus is a massive, scarred wolf, who is dark-hearted, as well as dark pelted. Her coat is a pure black. She has countless scars that riddle her body and eyes the same color as the crimson liquid that gives each being life. Like many other wolves, she likes to fight, usually fighting for her life, reprisal, or getting rid of an aggravation. She is different from others in the fact that she is part demon.
How did this come to pass? Well, her mother, Corona, was the archangel (guardian) of their packs alpha. Her father, Black Heart, was the most feared wolf in the Northlands, and was the assassin-to-be of the same alpha her mother was guarding. Sooner or later they met a few times outside of battle, and fell in love. Out of Corona’s litter of 7 pups, Avernus was the only cub who took after her father. The others were sweet and innocent.
As she grew older, Avernus learned what she was, and shut ‘it’ off; ‘It’ being the demonic power bubbling near the surface of her being. When she was about 11 months old, a rival pack came to challenge them for their land. Avernus was absent at the time; her father had taken her out to train her to fight. Before they reached home, her father had to leave, having been called to help the alpha of his old pack. Avernus was left to get home on her own. She did, but found the whole pack slaughtered and the rival pack celebrating their success.
The power she had locked away for so long lashed out and flowed freely from her bodice. For one so small and young, she being only 14 months of age, a power like hers should not have reached this level of intensity or force for many years. Yet the power that surged out of her was the strongest that had ever been used (without the wolf using it dying of such exhaustion coming from using such a power) like it in its history. Avernus’ fury added to the strength of it as well.
The others laughed at her, not thinking that the power came from her. They attacked her, all of them, at the same time. She held her own in battle, not losing a single inch of ground. Soon it came to pass that she alone slaughtered them all. Not one of them was left to live.
She had many witnesses to her massacre, and those who saw it happen immediately went and told others of her. She earned quite a reputation, being called Hell’s Advocate, the Reaper, or simply Devil. Usually, that amount of tragedy would drive one so young mad, but Avernus embraced the power now and set off in search of something.
Now she lives with nearly all other wolves hating her and trying to kill her. She is immeasurably strong and moves with amazing speed. She fights to kill, usually, and wins. She now wanders in search of a home with residents that will not hate or fear her.
Powers:
Darkness/Death, Fires of Hell, Illusiory
