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Salutations, guest.

I'd like to give an absolutely HUGE thank you to nikki for giving me the priviledge of adopting bandit.

Everything will be put on the page soon.. I'm currently out of town.. and unable to work on photoshop..

These images of Bandit were created by other players.
Thank you very much for your contribution to my application ♥


By
saphire_wolf16


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History

The most distant memory I sill retain from my youth was that of the ocean crashing against the rocky coast. As a pup of less than two weeks, the sound came on slowly- first as a dull, rhythmic swish, but as time passed it grew into an irregular roar. I feared the noise: for my tiny mind could not perceive the power it held. All I could do was wobble over to the bleary shape which was my mother and whimper for comfort. She reassured me with her warm tongue- as an experienced mother she knew of this reaction, and however much it frightened her pups, she knew enduring it would be for the better.

As time passed, I grew to love the noise. I became curious of its nature, and began to ask my mother every possible thing a pup could perceive. At first, she answered as patiently as she could, however after endless days of pestering she finally told me sternly, "You mustn't ask of such things, my little bandito. We are creatures of the land; not of the sea. You and I are as much part of it as a feline is of our kind.

It was there that she placed my second significant memory, for although her speech crushed my tiny heart, she did something which was unspeakable of our kind- she named me. Pups were to be given a name at a ceremony after a certain age- it was forbidden to do so until then, not only for credibility of survival, but for mothers not to become attached to their pups.

I was three weeks of age when I first met my father. He was the vision of nobility- a muscularly built wolf with fur of the darkest night. His kingly head was set atop his great neck and shoulders proudly- yet he was not at all pompous. The greatest trait of my father, however, was his grand citrine eyes. In them could be seen wisdom and kindness, and a love for his family like no other. I immediately held a great respect for him, and craved to be like him in every aspect. With my focus on my father, my lust for the ocean ceased.

Five weeks before my siblings and my naming ceremony, our eyes began to change colour. Their eyes changed to a great citrine just as my fathers; however, as my eyes began to turn, they suddenly stopped at an obscure green. At first, there was much dispute over my eyes. They were saw by some as an omen- but to what they could not agree. These rumours were quickly sealed off by my father, and they were never heard again in my childhood pack. I wondered what sort of power my father held that he could stop the thoughts of a being while they happened. I asked him later why they hated my eyes, and he smiled at me kindly,
They fear the unknown, little bandito. Your eyes remind them of the great ocean sparkling under the midday sun- something that they find unfamiliar and uncontrollable rather than beautiful. It is a weakness to fear such things, but you must always remember not to judge them for it.
I nodded; puzzled that they could fear something I had grown to love.
I will never fear such things, father. I shall remain brave just like you through all trails," I told him- confidently.
He laughed gently, surely hearing this from naive pups thousands of times.
I'm sure you will bandito," was the quiet response he gave to me.

His speech had done it's effect- but not in the way he had thought. For his comparisson of the ocean and my eyes renewed a lost love that I then knew was a part of me. If my father loved the ocean, then I would as well.

The naming ceremony happened on my twelfth week of age- three months since I had been born. I was given the name Aricin, however it would never be the name my parents would ever call me. I was their bandito....

To be continued..

Character Stats

Name: Bandit
Given name: Aricin (not used)
Species: Timber Wolf
Gender: Male
Age: Young Adult
Eyes: Dusty jade
Colour: Charcoal
Markings: Slate Grey, silvery white
Build: Muscular, thick neck and shoulders.

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The ocean calls..



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