Krypt

Krypt is a tall male with a lean muscled, sleek body. In the warm seasons, his fur is thin, yet still strikingly beautiful. The cold seasons his fur grows more fluffy to keep him warm. His eyes may be one of the oddest colors to see. Thier color can be a vary deep orange if the lighting is right, a vary menacing orange, to say. Most of the time though thier a dull orange color, mixed with a little bit of a dull yellow.

His pelt has a small range of colors that are Topaz, brown, black, grey, white, and a little tan. His feet have a mixture of Topaz with specks of black that travel up a little before fading into a black, grey pattern mixed with speckles of brown. His ears, bridge of his nose and left cheek are topaz. His right cheek has a mix of grey, white, and black. His cheeks have flecks of grey and white scattered about and it's the same to the base of his skull. A strip of topaz travles on his spine and branches out to mix with his fur.

Krypt, what a mind to explore. Insane? Crazy? Yes you can call him that. This wolf seems normal at first meet. Tall with a deep voice that has a dark, errie tone to it. Yet his voice is masculine and somewhat chilling. He holds high respects for the females, though males tend to irritate him a little more then normal. He does respect whoever leads a pack, unless of course this leader proves to be a poor one. He likes power, in fact he craves power, though it doesn't effect the fact he will be submissive to a higher rank then himself. Krypt can prove to be a loyal wolf and will step in to protect others. Most of the time if he doesn't care for the wolf he steps in for pure sport. This brings up another characteristic of his. He loves to fight, craves the taste of other's blood and when he taste it, it makes him evan more insane from before. Though being the one who craves blood, he has to be a skilled fighter, right? Yes indeed, Krypt has put himself through pain, harsh treatment, and vigerous training to make himself the best he cane be. It the reason for his lean, yet muscular being. Fast on his feet, and quick to think. Even though most might think this male doesn't have a mind to think fast enough, your wrong. His thoughts are like a strike of a cobra. He can map out his fight, plan the possible attacks and counter attacks from his opponet, and use his surroundings to his advantage. He is an observer, watching how one tenses, watching the movements of ones body to predict what could happen.

Another point to arise, his insanity. Appearence wise you couldn't tell he was insane, just a dark hearted wolf, half the time not evan that. The real point to his insanity is if you could cetch him alone. Often he talks to his self, sometimes it sounds like two voices. He babbles on about nonsense, and half the time he won't be understood. If he fades out on you, prepare to hear some of the strange things that go on in his mind, and a lot of the time you probily would just walk away. It seems to get worst when he's completely alone for a while. He acts as though someone is right there, but there's nothing. Most of the time he'll be talking to his dead brother, Agustus, when there is no shred of him there. No one can really tell what is going to happen with this wolf. He could go a day or so like this, but most of the time it only lasts for a little while.

Krypt was born to a small litter of three. His youngest brother, and runt of the litter died within a week, unable to survive. His mother was a beautiful dark brownish, black wolf by the name of Akerie. His father was a grey and white wolf by the name of Honovie. Him and his Brother Augustus were raised on on a small pack of six wolves, a starting pack. The pack was rather peaceful and kind enjoying thier lives, not really having many worries. Krypt and his brother were one when an evil, band of wolves slaughtered his pack, his parents. For and Odd reason the band, spared the lives of him and his sibling and chased them from the territorry which they claimed.

After being forced from thier home the duo set out together, both learning what thier parents didn't have a chance to teach. Thier bond grew stronger each day, and soon they were training each other in fighting. They also played the stupid game of daring each other to do stupid stuff, like anger a bull moose, now that was a hard animal to run from. Both grew stronger and faster each day and thier bonds still remained great.

At the age of two and a half the brothers had come to a vary rough terain and they did the best the could to manage. When they came to cliffs though the going got hard. Krypt was in front, being a bit younger then his brother, he went first to lead the way. They continued to climb up, but a wrong step caused rocks to fall and Krypt did so, making a large rock his his brother and send him rolling off the edge. He spent many days blaming himself for his brother's fall of death and soon a new Krypt arose and he traveled alone since then, to find a home.

((ooc: I do have two wolves, but they were moves to Archives so I dunno if I'm suppose to to a sample or not))