Name: Alirien (Ali) Ten
Gender: Male
Age: 29
Birthdate: July 1st
Patrol: New Eve
Appearance: Ali is pretty average by all accounts, olive green eyes that don't really stand out unless he's sending a scathing glare, which he often is, are his main focal point. His hair is usually kept back in a loose ponytail and is a sandy brown color. It hangs roughly to mid-shoulder blade. He would have it neat and cleanly cropped short if not for the fond memories of his younger sisters weaving flowers and braids into his hair when he was little.
Personality: Ali is a bit of an odd one. He is completely distrusting of anyone of the male gender, and any male who happens to be beneath him in rank, or simply younger than himself, he demands and expects them to do perhaps more than they should be capable of. Young children and girls, he is the proverbial mother hen. He will watch over them like a hawk, and any females that get into his small circle of friends he adopts as surrogate sisters, and has their best interests in mind (though his actions concerning those interests can come off as harsh and overbearing). Any chance of one of his girls putting themselves into a dangerous situation and h is off like a rocket.
Excluding his gender biases, Ali has a sharp temper to him that is backed up with with scathing glares and a biting tongue. He can argue with the best of them and has mastered the art of a "woman's scorn" when dealing out just punishments in a no-nonsense tone of voice. Only his wolf companion can douse the flames of his anger.
History: By all accounts, Ali had a pretty normal childhood. He was the second child, and had two younger sisters born three years after him. His older sister never was fond of having to be the baby sitter, so the day that Ali was old enough, he claimed the job for himself. His sisters needed somebody to be the strong arm and watch over them, their parents were too busy to keep an eye out on the small children underfoot. Once his sisters were all at the ages where boys started to notice them, and they noticed boys, Ali took up the role of overprotective 'you do not touch my girls' male of the house. Obviously his older sister wasn't exactly happy with having him chase off her dates by running after them yelling like a banshee when he was just ten.
Being surrounded by only his sisters at all hours of the day, Ali just grew to not trust men at all, no, hate them. His father just managed barely to get out of the category seeing as he was, after all, blood related. His parents thought that such an upbringing wasn't the best chance for him to prove all that he was worth, and arranged for him to be sent to the Academy for a real education. And to hopefully break him of the nasty little habit of hating men.
Ali's issues with the male gender only escalated though the first year away, before settling back into a somewhat manageable loathing. He'd made quick friends with some of his female classmates and just avoided any male contact that he possibly could, while soaking up everything the lessons had to offer. He didn't bond with a wolf on his first, second, or third try. He was eighteen by the time he bonded, to a female pup much to his relief, and he settled in to the new routine as well as he could. Having the new female presence with him was certainly a large help, the males didn't bother him as much as they could when he had that rock to fall back on.
Posting color: Saddle Brown
