Zahiryn


Name – Zahiryn (Zah-ryn)
Age – Two years
Gender – Male


Pack – None
Rank – Rogue
Mate - None
Cubs - None


Appearance – Zahiryn is a thin, lanky wolf. While he is around the average size for his breed, he is much smaller than most of the wolves in the area in which he lives. His coat is usually unruly, but it is well groomed. The hairs fluff out giving him a slightly larger appearance but not being of much help. His pelt is made up of a multitude of dark colors, the most prominent of which is an dark ebony hue. The black coat covers practically his entire body except for the places where you can see through to his undercoat.

The undercoat of this wolf is a mixture of dark and medium browns and is visible mostly during the times of the day when the sun is almost directly overhead. His dark appearance and slender build allows him to slink in the shadows with great ease. His eyes are usually a light hazel color but the pigment darkens as he becomes angered. His coat also holds water nicely, so that his skin never becomes wet, even in the rain. He will actually purposely wet his coat down with water before hunting or stalking in order to slick it down and make it appear darker.


Personality - He is quiet around strangers but opens up once he fully trusts you. He also prefers his solitude and will usually be found alone. He isn't built for fighting so he tries to avoid one at all times. He is kind to his friends, but if you cross him, you better watch out. He is a very good hunter, and has the uncanny ability (no, it’s not a special power, just good instincts) to predict the movement of his prey. He can be leery of power hungry wolves, since they stir up old memories that he would much rather forget.

Zahiryn loves running free and not being tied down to one place. He is not the type to settle down so most females don’t interest him. He may consider starting a family, but that would only be if he found the right she-wolf. He loves being his own boss, so sometimes envisions himself as the Alpha of a pack because then there would be no wolf higher than himself.

While he, like every wolf, has his preferences he also has his dislikes. For instance, Zahiryn cannot stand being in large groups. He has spent the last year as a loner and wouldn’t want it any other way. If he had the option and he knew that he needed to join a pack for survival reasons. He would make his den as close to or even on the other side of the border markings. He also hates being bossed around and wolves that act as if they are better than him. However, he will usually over look it if they are a pack wolf or much larger.


History – Zahiryn’s parents first arrived in the land of the Selway pack sometime in spring. They asked the alpha Raegan for permission to join and after much contemplation he allowed them refuge. They took a den on the outskirts of the land and settled there. Since it was already later in the season Raegan did not suspect that Zahiryn’s mother was expecting. Her long pelt hid her stomach from prying eyes.

One night, after hearing rumors that the newcomers were plotting his downfall, Raegan decided to pay a visit to the new additions. He was outraged when he walked inside to spot 4 newborn wolf pups curled at the female’s side. Zahiryn’s father was killed in a desperate attempt to protect Rani, Zaihiryn’s mother, and the pups. After dispatching the male Raegan turned his attention to the pups. Rani watched as three of her new children were destroyed right before her very eyes. As he was about to kill off the remaining pup an evil idea crossed his mind. He attacked Rani, leaving her on the verge of death, but still pleading to not take her last pup away from her. “I will raise him alongside my son.” Raegan told her at last. “He will learn to loathe you and look at you in the way you are, worthless.” He picked up the small pup and went back to his den.

Raegan raised Zahiryn alongside his son Bardon as he said he would but never treated him with the same respect. Always refered to as “whelp” Zahiryn always tried to prove himself, but was never told he was good enough. Raegan had kept Rani battered, and had actually broken both of her back legs in his jaws so that she could never escape. Rani would tell Zahiryn that she was his mother but he never believed her and always referred to her as wretch.

One night when Zahiryn was nearing his first year, and approaching his time to become a full member of the pack, he heard Raegan sneak out of the Alpha den. Curiosity got the best of him and he followed, hidden in the bushes. Raegan went straight to Rani, which Zahiryn found odd. Hiding close by behind a tree, Zahiryn overheard Raegan speak to the female.

“You pathetic wretch, I told you that your son would despise you and look down on you for what you have done,” Raegan began. Rani tried to protest but was silence by Raegan sinking his jaws into her hind leg. “I have decided to tell him the truth. Tomorrow Zahiryn will learn that you were his birth mother but it will be to late. I no longer have a use for you and you have become more than a burden.” He leaned in closer. “I want you to die knowing that your son will be the reason Bardon will earn his rank as a respectable wolf by using Zahiryn as his assessment.”

It was a known fact in the Selway pack that when a wolf reached their first year they would be assessed. If they passed then they would become full members of the pack. If they failed, then one could only imagine what happened. The assessment was that the upcoming wolf had to kill another in cold blood without thinking twice. It was believed that if they could follow this order than they would follow any other order given to him.

Zahiryn shuddered where he stood upon hearing that he would be killed in the morning. As he turned to slip back to the den, so that he could be there when Raegan returned, he heard a yelp and then nothing. Raegan had killed his mother. When Raegan returned to the den he peered over at Zahiryn, who was pretending to be asleep. Later that night, after he was sure that everyone was asleep, Zahiryn snuck off and ran as far as he could from those horrid lands. While he may be far away from them now, the memories of his past still haunt him.


Breed – Grey Wolf (Subspecies: Common Wolf)
Size – Zahiryn is a lanky wolf, built mostly for running than for fighting. His swiftness and small size allow him to creep up closer to his prey than a normal male wolf of his age. He stands about 28-29” high at the shoulders and is estimated to weigh around 95-98lbs, depending on the abundance of prey.


Roleplay Sample - Swift paws flew over jutting rocks and sharp twigs that lined the path ahead. A blur could be seen as a lanky male wolf ducked and dodged the upcoming trees and low branches. He ran from his life, his home, and his pup-hood friends; but, mostly he ran from his supposed father Bardon and his pack. He refused to let his “brother” kill him in cold blood. This was obviously not the life he dreamed of and so he ran.

Zahiryn came to a stop at a cool mountain stream. His pale hazel eyes scanned his surroundings while here ears pivoted atop her head straining to detect any movements coming from the forest. He was safe for now, but his brother would not be satisfied until he was dead by his paws. He tried to push these thoughts aside as he waded into the refreshing waters and let them soothe his aching muscles. His frame was built long and lean, perfect for running, unlike his brother who had a wider build. His ebony hued pelt dripped with the clear liquid as he climbed onto the shore opposing the bank he had entered from. The water had washed away his scent and he would finally be able to rest. He curled up under a nearby tree, and laid his muzzle on his forepaws while closing his eyes. He drifted off to sleep thinking about his new found freedom, and what he would do with it.

Zahiryn woke the next morning with the bright sun warming his pelt. He smiled as the sound of birdsong reached his ears. He got to his feet and walked to the stream for a quick drink before setting off to find a new home. He followed the stream until it dropped off the edge of a cliff. Zahiryn walked to the ledge and gazed out over the forest below. Carefully he made his way to the forest floor. He looked around and let the new scents flood his senses. The forest lay home to many creatures that provide a wolf’s food source, and yet the land seemed to remain unclaimed. He set to work walking around the boundaries and seeing if he came across any wolf scent. When he had finished he ventured into the center and came across a large lake in the middle of a clearing. He noticed a large rock resting near the waters edge and leapt on top of it. Sitting back on his haunches he lifted his maw to the heavens and let out a long melodious howl escape from his lips.


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OOC INFO
Name- Piper
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