Melchiah

Stats

Name: Melchiah ( mal • KIA• ∂ )
Age: appears, by wolf standards, to be 4 years old. Appears approximately 28 in human years.
Race: Wolf, Big-Bad. Wolf-folk. Warg (Fantasy). Wolven (Furcadia)
Size: Large.

Appearance

Melchiah is an abnormally large, feral grey wolf. He is capable of walking both upright on two legs, and down on four comfortably, and often switches between the two stances effortlessly. Despite being animalistic in make, his forepaws seem to, with a little effort, be able to handle an manipulate things similar to hands. Though, most of the time, he would rather more being with more humanoid hands to handle such things for him.

About

This is what one might refer to as a persona, or 'fursona' based character, and is typically used for lighter interaction within the public chat. That isn't to be confused with the phoning in the descriptiveness of interaticions with him. Simply that the focus on story and congruity to any set idea of a world and setting is far less tightly binding. Many times defering to doing hot things, for hotness sake, with less regard of how much sense it makes.

Description

Meet Melchiah, one of those lovable dregs that could never quite fit in with civilized society. And, like many such people. Those who prefer not the comfort and security in exchange for the numerous problems and stresses of daily life that come with living among those that follow the ways of civilization. There are many names for such folk. Hobos. Squatters. Rovers. All of which are terms that are just a sum of an idea that is the trade of materialism and safety for the freedom, and of coarse dangers, of not living in walls.

This, of coarse, very much suits his nature. Though, it is questionable if his species or his actual personality is more to responsible for his alternative way of life. For you see, Melchiah is a wolf. And though many wolves live in apartments, hold jobs, or various other mundane things that go with the normal way of life. This particular wolf; well, this particular wolf does not. He is in a word, Feral. And more than the slang term meaning a creature who is non anthropomorphic in bodily construction.

Now, the world 'wolf' brings quite a few different images to mind. After all, there are different breeds of wolf, and, in a role play setting such as this where there are anthros, ferals, or oddly colored who'swhatsits with fur. 'What type of wolf is he?', you might ask.

Well, foremost, he is rather plain as far as wolves go. A simple, grey furred wolf, with eyes that seem to rest somewhere between green and hazel. Which, one might note, is fairly typical for a wolf to have. No, he has no oddly colored neon fur. Nor glowing runes of power. Nor multiple tails. He is simply an ordinary example of what a wolf might be. His only really notable physical characteristics being that his tail had a ratty bandage wrapped upon it, and his right ear is slightly gnarled, a large chunk of it seeming to have been bitten out from some past conflict.

That, and of coarse, his clothing; if one might refer to a simple bandana that is wrapped around his neck as clothing. The rest of him very much nude, and without seeming to hold any shame in the matter whatsoever. Nor of the normal bodily functions, such as arousal, or deficating in public places, or any number of lewder, more indesent things. After all, why should he have shame for such things? Is that not just some silly rule that civilization has thrust upon his kind?

Persona

Melchiah is rather a nihilist. That is to say, he is apathetic to the normal moral standings that bind civilized society. At best, he is a free spirit; at worst, he truly just doesn't care about the thoughts and feelings of those around him; nor what people expect of him. In short, and to be put in the bluntest of fashions, more often then not, he is an asshole.

Though often well spoken, he is crude, foul mouthed, and revels in having fun above all else, and has little patience for the stuffy notions of others in regard to what he can and can not do. Though, he is quite fun and charming if you catch him at the right time, or in the right mood; but just an often, and especially if you are his natural prey, you will likely find yourself paying the price for his fun, rather then participating in it.