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[ICARUS]
❝From the bed of flowers I emerge to join my pack...❞
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xxxxxx❝Hello there and welcome to my profile. Here you can uncover all the secrets that lie beneath my groomed orange fur, what I look like, how I think, my past - everything. What can't you find on here? I don't agree with revealing everything of myself to you, but I feel it necessary. I write here, today, as an adult reflecting upon my times. I do hope that you find my stories interesting, I'd rather have you entertained than not. Please feel free to navigate using the guide below to your leisure.❞
 ◆ I N D E X ◆ღ ◎ 『 introduction 』 ◎ ღ
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❝...and I revel in the earth with my family, friends and pack-mates.❞
[ICARUS] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -⌘ {мя ๏гคηgє} ⌘
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 3:26 pm
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[ABOUT ME]
❝From the bed of flowers I emerge to join my pack...❞
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xxxxxx❝Here is a basic profile of myself, some parts are rather in-depth, others are lacking. It all relies on what part of my life I am writing here, and how far along I have gotten through that stage. Please, look back here often as it will change over time. Take your time to truly read some of this if you wish to understand me. The information will grow and extend as I myself do the same. I promise to keep my readers updated.❞
-name-Icarus -rank-Adult -nicknamesMr. Orange -gender-Male -height-3 feet 4 inches -weight-104 lbs -current state-Muscular and strong, however not as strong as a Sure-Claw. -distinguishable features-Orange body striped with white marking. Limbs dipped in light orange or white and pale blue eyes and nose. Eyes rimmed in white stripes. -personality-I am cautious, kind, prideful, outgoing, loyal and fierce. However, I am also vain, sometimes judgmental and tend to jump to conclusions. I value chivalry but always remember to treat all as equals. -likes-I like to see bright colours similar to mine, the warmth of the sun, the butterflies that flit about, a pack to call my own and motherly figures. Those who show affection rather than coldness draw my eye. -dislikes-I don't appreciate disrupting the order unless I feel it absolutely necessary, being watched unbeknownst to me gives me discomfort, and fatherly figures remind me of painful memories. ■ □ ■ □ ■ □ ■ □ ■ □ ■ □ ■ □ ■
❝...and I revel in the earth with my family, friends and pack-mates.❞
[ABOUT ME]
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 4:21 pm
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[HISTORY]
❝From the bed of flowers I emerge to join my pack...❞
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Once upon a time, I belonged to the Haven Pack of the Forest. The foliage around me was what I called my home, no matter how much of a sore thumb I appeared to be in contrast to the green about. The forest is what I know and have come to love. A place where I am comfortable and can truly be myself. I know the forest, and it knows me. When called for I can blend into the bush and appear to be flowers creeping out and growing into a full bloom.
Two months I spent, alone and horrified of the unknown as a pup. Abandoned I became due to the vicious actions of the Darkness. Yes, for the first month of my life did I come to know the lick of a mother's touch and the ferocity of a father's gaze. Though, my memories escape me. Few stand out as prominent memories in my mind. The moments where I lay with my brothers and sisters under the warmth embrace of my mother. Or the moment when my father scolded me harshly for simple matters such as wandering too far or for looking at him too long.
He was a cruel monster in my mind. Striking me, grabbing the scruff of my neck and tossing me about in my youth. He hurt me. It is because of him that I have a deep set fear of fathers and abuse to young ones. I know the pain that one carries in their heart after such experiences. The terror one can feel in the presence of figures who share resemblance to that of memories. It is something that one should pray to never experience and sympathise with those who have.
My mother was kind, in a way. She curled up close, protected me with her plume of a tail, fed me until I could eat no more. She kept me alive. Yet, in my youth she told me stories.
Two months I spent alone, within few feet from my den of horrific memories. It was because of her. She told me if I dare venture outwards into the darkness of the forest that I would be eaten. Or that my father would find me. Or that even worse creatures would hunt me down. The stories of gore and fear she drilled into my head were unforgettable. Yes, she had done it out of love. My litter-mates had been stricken down, one by one until I was the last one left. They had ventured too far, or had gone too long without calling for mother. It was then that the Darkness had snatched them away or left rotting corpses for my mother to find.
Still, my mother was cruel, in a way. While she appeared to be a kind and loving mother, as the pups she wanted to live became scare, her true nature showed through the mask of motherhood.
I still remember her expression, the name had slowly snaked out of her mouth as she had decided the entirety of my future through the simplist title. A face of disgust had passed her as I had come to the day of naming on the first week. The mere glance at my colour compared to my pack-mates had made me be the bad omen. I was the scapegoat in her mind for all the bad things that had happened thus far, and as I was the last of my family by that date, she hated me. The least favourite had survived the longest, oh the irony. Her pale-blue eyes wanted nothing more than to cause me pain, make me suffer as she had suffered. In her mind, I would neither remember nor understand the backstory that came with my name. The name I had not chosen. She had decided by herself that I was born to fail, that I would never understand my limit and soon would crash to Earth on my melted wings. Yes, in that aspect she was a cruel being.
It was in solitude that I truly began to think. My young mind began to whir with thoughts flitting about, pondering and wondering endless possibilities. Twice the span I had lived before abandonment was spent alone and trembling in fear.
Stories of mother's horrific images came into my mind, pushing me back further into the den that had once been called my home. Memories, horrible, terrible memories, violated my mind whenever I took a step into that mound of death. The remains of my litter-mates scattered about after my mother had gone insane mourning their loss. The mere thought of her obsession struck me deeply. And so, I ran.
Alone, I spent two months. That first day that I had gathered enough courage to flee from that place of horror was when I realized my malnutrition. Too many weeks had been spent eating bugs, or feeding off whatever I could stomach. Emaciated and on the brink of death I was rescued by who I now see as my mother. The soft, lavender female holds a special place in my heart. A place where no mate will ever stand. Rouqie is who I was able to call my mom. Mother, never. Mother is the face of that wench of a wolf. Mom, on the other hand, is the caring creature who fed me.
Winces bloom on my face whenever I remember my past. I try not to, but I will always know. Somewhere, deep within me will remind me to remember. Anger burns inside of me. Fear, discomfort, love and happiness cause that flint to meet metal and light a warmth. It is the warmth that I share with all and a glow that truly means something; me.
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❝...and I revel in the earth with my family, friends and pack-mates.❞
[HISTORY]
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 4:34 pm
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[MTHOLOGY]
❝From the bed of flowers I emerge to join my pack...❞
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xxxxxx❝My mother was cruel.❞
-The father of Icarus Daedalus was a craftsman who made wings for himself and his son
-Icarus is the man with wings attached to his shoulders by wax
-He took to the skies with the wings, gliding carefree and challenging height everyday
-One day, he flew too close to the sun and the heat melted the wax
-The wings fell off and Icarus plumeted to the Earth
-He died.
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❝...and I revel in the earth with my family, friends and pack-mates.❞
[MYTHOLOGY]
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 5:11 pm
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[SOLAR WARMTH]
❝From the bed of flowers I emerge to join my pack...❞
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xxxxxx❝My heat comes from within.❞
-ability since he was born
-named due to his ability
-uses as a comfort to himself when agitated or fearful
-has a calming effect on most
-can reach out approximately 1 foot in radius
-if focused can extend up to 2 feet in one direction
-is a slight warmth; a change of a few degrees celcius
-comes with a slight yellow glow
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[SOLAR WARMTH]
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 5:20 pm
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[PACK LIFE]
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xxxxxx❝My pack is my life.❞
For a short time of my life, barely even noticeable to myself, I was a part of the Haven Pack. The stealthy wolves that ran through the forest as if nothing mattered, the soil was their home. The trees were their friends and the creatures of the forest their game. All sorts of critters that scurried about both feared and respected the kind, yet resourceful pack. I, Icarus, register myself with this group of forest-bound wolves. I find a sense of kinship when I encounter another wolf of the same history. Borne of a pair of Haven wolves gave me an instinct that resides within of who is, and who is not. Though I find this feeling will fade as the lines of Haven wolves begins to blend with those of the other clans.
Now there is a new pack, a grouping of the wolves that remained of the older packs. While tensions are high and differences are evident, the group shares a bond. This motley group of mis-matched wolves have come together in search of their lost mates, lost friends and have joined forces. We all have a similar mindset towards the Darkness. This in itself has united us in a way.
But a pack needs structure. A group of wolves cannot function properly without a solid ranking system. For this, a Sure-Claw recommended their old system. I know not of the other methods to find a leader, but this seemed to be the best way to go. A tournament was to be held, where all those wolves willing to rise to the position of Alpha or a status of leadership could take part in. The matches would be one-on-one and judged both on the winner and on that who shows the best qualities of a leader.
I am now Alpha of this rag-tag group. Here I stand, barely into my adulthood with a large group of wolves relying on me. I was both surprised and slightly delighted by this turn of events, but even I am unsure of how I will be able to manage this. I can only hope that with Olek by my side that I will be able to remain a strong leader for them. While I will have Betas to lean on, I still have yet to know each of these wolves personally. I can only hope for the best, and that the spirits are with me.
At last we have a name to call our own and a sister pack as an ally. We are the Dawn-Fires of the West Wood. My near sister, Faiyrn, has taken lead with her mate to another pack. She and her pack, the Storm-Keepers, reside on the other side of the Forest. While I was sad to see part of my pack leave me, I know they are better taken care of in the hands of Faiyrn. All that was for them in the Dawn-Fires was a life of neglect by their Alpha. I cannot stand for stand. My pack is the first. We are the new light against the Darkness, the first gathering of wolves. The Dawn-Fires are the fiery strength behind the dawn that will one day triumph over the Darkness. Oh spirit, I thank you, you have always watched over me well.
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❝...and I revel in the earth with my family, friends and pack-mates.❞
[PACK LIFE]
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 5:36 pm
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[FAMILY]
❝From the bed of flowers I emerge to join my pack...❞
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xxxxxx❝My family is where I belong.❞
Mother
Rouqie, you are the one who I call my mother. You showed me the love I was never given in my youth and I thank you for that. The warmth you gave me will never be forgotten. You truly showed me what love for family was. It's a powerful gift, and one that I can now share.
Sister
Faiyrn, twice on the battlefield and always my sister. Wisdom and hope are things you have given me on more than one occasion. I am able to trust you with all I have for I know you will never betray me. Although it pains me that I will see less of you as you lead the second pack, I know sure-well that you are safe and happy. Thank you for all that you have done.
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Lalania, I don't know what to make of this feeling I have. To me, there is a strong connection, one that I've never experienced before. Although we don't know much of each other yet, I know for certain that there is something drawing me to you.
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[FAMILY]
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 5:49 pm
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[FRIENDS]
❝From the bed of flowers I emerge to join my pack...❞
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xxxxxx❝My friends are all true.❞
My Pack
You are all my friends, a family of sort to me. Dawn-Fires I share your warmth and know you will treat me well. I hope I can be the strong, warm-hearted leader you need. I pray that one day our brightness will triumph over the Darkness and that the Warrior within me does not fail you all.
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[FRIENDS]
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 5:55 pm
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[ENEMIES]
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xxxxxx❝My enemies are evil in my eyes.❞
-he'll eat you, I swear.
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[ENEMIES]
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 6:02 pm
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[EXPERIENCES]
❝From the bed of flowers I emerge to join my pack...❞
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-venturing away from his den
-the creation of a new pack
-learning how to howl
-his first kill
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[EXPERIENCES]
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 6:03 pm
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[PICTURES]
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xxxxxx❝My many faces.❞
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[PICTURES]
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Posted: Sun Jun 13, 2010 8:00 am
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[ROLEPLAY LOGS]
❝From the bed of flowers I emerge to join my pack...❞
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xxxxxx❝My past is painful.❞
-Friday June 11th {1}- June 20th{13} {Leaving the Den and Finding Wolves}
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxSignificance: Finally left his birth place and joined a group of wolves as a pup
-Monday June 21st {19}-{21}{Returning Adolescent}
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxSignificance: Returned to the group as an adolescent, confident as he is older.
-Friday June 25th {Alpha Tournament Round 2 vs Acuil and Faiyrn}
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxSignificance: First three-way battle. Second round of the Alpha Tournament.
-Wednesday June 23rd {Alpha Tournament Round 1 vs Paden}
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxSignificance: First one-on-one battle against a wolf and first defeat. Advanced to round two by roleplay style.
-Friday June 25th {Alpha Tournament Round 2 vs Acuil and Faiyrn}
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxSignificance: First three-way battle. Second round of the Alpha Tournament.
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[ROLEPLAY LOGS]
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Posted: Sun Jun 27, 2010 12:55 pm
I will finish this one day:
ENTRIES TO WRITE:
reflection of first day/hunting/meeting A'cuil & Rouqie
time lapse and meeting of Olek
Round 1 of the Alpha Tournament
Round 2 of the Alpha Tournament
Round 3 of the Alpha Tournament
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Posted: Sun Jun 27, 2010 6:36 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 3:23 pm
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