_-_Aspen Bard_-_
Pure bred Wolfrider, ready to seize power and walk the edge of death.
Pure bred Wolfrider, ready to seize power and walk the edge of death.
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-Homo sapien-
Name: Aspen Bard
Gender: Male
Age: Eighteen Jan/11/09
Patrol: White Shadow
Rank: Apprentice
Name: Aspen Bard
Gender: Male
Age: Eighteen Jan/11/09
Patrol: White Shadow
Rank: Apprentice
Personality
Aspen is a tough little cookie, maybe too tough at times. He doesn’t give up very easily on things, no matter how far it seems to be he will grit his teeth and silently keep going without a single voice of complaint unless it’s needed to speak out for wrongness. He is a person who will climb over the mountain instead of going around it, once he sets a path he is determined to follow it no matter what happens. He seems to be cold to everyone, not going out of his way to talk to any of his fellow recruits; but he just doesn’t care if he makes friends. To him life is about getting stronger; if you try and become the top without it you will fall and never be able to get back up. He is kind though, he would help those he sees but if anyone makes a big deal of it he will pretend he never did it and ask if the person was dreaming.
Aspen now is hard and cold, but like his name he has a bite with poison; it may not be noticed when he first bites but in due time it leaves its mark one way or another even if it’s small. Despite how cold he is to everyone around him, he is determined to be the best he can be and even better; so one day he can help everyone and protect his special people.
Aspen now is hard and cold, but like his name he has a bite with poison; it may not be noticed when he first bites but in due time it leaves its mark one way or another even if it’s small. Despite how cold he is to everyone around him, he is determined to be the best he can be and even better; so one day he can help everyone and protect his special people.
History
Aspen joined the Recruits at twelve through his father insistence; after all he was the son of one of the top Sergeants. His mother died when he was a year old because of a weak body; so he never knew a mother care and gentleness growing up, only his father’s sharp words and the back of his hand should he mouth off or not do as he is told. Not even a recruit for half a year and his father passed away, killed in a battle with no body to be found and brought back. Aspen only twelve learned to take care of himself and rely on no one, following his father’s teaching code to a T. He did of course have dreams, to be one of the top Wolfriders and make his father proud of him.
Nothing much has happened since then, he has only studied and trained harder to become the best he can be and better. His eyes are trained on his goal and he will not be letting go any time soon; he is a pure bred his father always said, born to fight and survive on the edge just like the wolves did.
Nothing much has happened since then, he has only studied and trained harder to become the best he can be and better. His eyes are trained on his goal and he will not be letting go any time soon; he is a pure bred his father always said, born to fight and survive on the edge just like the wolves did.
