Daren (Updated 2/18/19)

[darenade, ducky, skittle head, gay]

male

eleven years old

subtle rose scent

australian accent

History

Hello! My name is Daren Reuzoki. I was born in a fairly small, but comfortable pack who's name I've- well- quite honestly, forgotten. There was plenty of prey and shelter to last all of us a long while. My father even happened to be the Alpha in fact, and my mother, of course, the Alpha female. Although, I'll admit, I wasn't always so fond of my dad. He was quite strict and harsh with Marie, my elder sister, and I. Which is why the both of us especially enjoyed snuggling up against 'Mama'- as we called her in our youth- most nights after a day of training. At the time, I was the first and foremost heir to the title of Alpha, so I got the worst end of the stick, while my sibling mainly spent the entire afternoon learning the basics to hunting, fighting, and healing.
    Only time would tell how tense my father and I's relationship got. By the age of a year, I had developed an interest in- other- things. Things that he did not like. Perhaps this is a little cliche, but I simply did not want to be the next Alpha. This deemed me as weak and pathetic, even. But alas, I would certainly not allow his disappointment in me as a son to falter my pride or love for the remainder of my family, Mama and Marie. Aside from that one, fateful night.
    I believe it was the start of winter, snow had just barely begun to fall over the open plains of our territory. Marie and I figured it could be a good idea to go exploring in the forest while Father was busy with a pack hunt, so we had the day off. We spent quite a while climbing the mountainside close to our home, which was significantly covered in thick woods. However, as I struggled to catch up with my sister along the dirt path; that was when we heard it. That horrifyingly deep bellow that shook the entire forest. It had us both stopped cold in our tracks, still by the overwhelming dread and realization of what was to come.
    Still to the present, I remember so vividly how the massive beast clambered up the hillside with intentions of pure malice that could be easily identified with the thick claws that tore into the soil with every approaching step. The drool that hung from its tinted teeth, and the threatening growl that somehow wouldn't even make either of us move a muscle. In my final moments of consciousness, anything after had been a blur, I quite stupidly flung myself into the arms of the creature in a poor attempt to save the life of my sister, only to have my body messily thrown against a rock. The impact alone knocked me right out.
    By the time I had awoken, it was dark. The wave of crickets were my only comfort as I steadily brought myself off the dirt, still beside that rock. The first thing I had noticed, was that horrible stench. And the area dreadfully stunk from it. This alone coaxed me into checking out the clearing a little ways ahead, confused by the aroma that hadn't been there only hours earlier. No more than a meter or two away, I saw it. That battered dark figure which oozed the source of the smell. Blood. My heart pounded painfully, not to mention my head, as I neared this- this mess. Dealing with the crimson splattered across the ground was one thing, but dealing with the harshly powerful urge to scream was another. Nothing would come out, though. I felt this shriek trapped in my throat at the discovery I had made. In cold fucking blood, lay none other than the corpse of my dearest sibling. My mind hazed. This was all a dream, right? Haha, yeah! I'll wake up in no time, right beside Mama and Marie like always! If only I had told myself that just one more time, maybe it could've seemed more believable.
    If it weren't for the patrol that had been sent out an hour or so earlier from my Father, distressed at our absence from home, I would've easily starved there beside her. There was no motivation to so much as move from against her body; I lay there snuggled into the mangled fur, wrecked by red and a matching odor. Daren I could hear them shouting from half a mile down the dirt road. Daren! The voice of crippling anger shook me from my dazed state. The livid eyes of my dad made me practically tremble as I submissively ducked beside Marie's corpse. Of course, none other than I could be to blame, right? My moronic self allowed her to die at the merciless claws of a grizzly. If only... If only I had distracted it better... Maybe she would still be alive... It's all my damn fault... Every moment of tonight... All because of me... right?
    I cannot say that I remember the next few months very well, after my seventh year of age. Plenty of it was a blur. I had been banished from my pack and sent somewhere... anywhere but there. Of course, I had found refuge within the arms of a few kind enough families; and only there had I also found a lesson well learned. Her name- I believe- was Narsina. My first sweetheart. She was a dashing young lady, charming and a beauty, all the same. It hadn't taken long before she had stolen my heart, along with a few other firsts. I thought we were planning to have a family of our very own. Three pups, as I can recall. None seeming to resemble me. That alone harbored suspicions but I couldn't help loving them, regardless. Perhaps another year down the road, I discovered that disgusting truth. She had so secretively cheated on me with a rogue male, who's name I had never even learned, and was thankful to have not. It caused such feelings of betrayal and hurt that I almost found myself in the same steps as that god forsaken bear only months earlier. I could not just... kill... such innocent life. Even when they were not my own. Instead, I believe I took a little bit more of a mature route, and abandoned the pack for the life of a lone wolf. 
    Now, again, It is difficult to tell all that had taken place over the course of another few months or so. I vaguely can recall my grandfather setting me up with another pack, one mainly based with cannibals, as I had come to learn. That sickening drop of my stomach as I had witnessed my own alphas tear into the corpse of one of their own was etched into my mind. I could not stay around, of course, so I had left, once again, in hopes of something new. Something... greater.
    Low and behold, I had found it. Pack of the Intrepidus. Once led by possibly the closest friend I have ever had, Cazatella. Since joining their ranks, I have come across so many great friends, but not without a few foes in particular. One, who went by the name of Valkyrie, had torn out my right eye. And another former member, Vail, had snagged my damn tail. Alas, I prefer to think of many of the positives, instead. I found my first official love, Lydia, and she gave me a gorgeous child, Novin. Unfortunately, I do not know his whereabouts, but I do still hope that he lives on somewhere. Now, at almost the age of eight years old, I believe I have found the true love of my life. His name is Legolas. We bonded so easily that, for me, we had always been destined to end up with one another. He even agreed to us adopting a pup. Currently, we have a sweet little girl, Octavia. I want her to grow up well, and maybe I could even repay the guilt I have carried for years as I had failed as a father to my son. So, this is my story. I am your former Alpha of Pack of the Intrepidus, and it is time to say goodbye.

Speed - 8/10

Fighting - 9/10

Stealth - 6/10

Hunting - 7/10

Healing - 4/10 (Improved; +1)

Strength - 9/10

Agility - 5/10

Socialization - 8/10

Loyalty - 10/10

Stamina - 9/10

Climbing - 3/10 (Improved; +1)

Sparred: 10x
 Won: 6x
 Tied: 3x
 Lost: 2x
  Hosted: 3x
Trained: 14x
 Promoted: 14x
  - Ouija (3.12.17 | PIw X > IX)
  - Sullivin (3.14.17 | PIw VIII > VII)
  - Zach (3.15.17 | PIw X > IX)
  - Praetorian (3.22.17 | PIw X > IX)
               (3.30.17 | PIw IX > VIII)
  - Comatose (3.31.17 | PIw X > IX)
  - Grimoire (4.29.17 | PIw V > IV)
  - Phoenix (6.26.17) | PISc X > IX)
  - Fyren (6.26.17) | PISc X > IX)
  - Sandra (6.26.17 | PISc X > IX)
  - Aurou (6.29.17 | PIm X > IX)
          (7.3.17 | PIm IX > VIII)
  - Kiilua (7.5.17 | PIs VII > VI)
           ( 7.8.17 | PIs VI > V)
           (7.21.17 | PIs III > II)
  - Dux (7.20.17 | PIw X > IX)
  - Klaus (7.21.17 | PIw X > IX)
  - Pierce (8.9.17 | PIh X > IX)
           (8.23.17 | PIh IX > VII)
           (2.19.18 | PIh III > II)
  - Haruka (8.16.17 | PIw X > IX)
  - Elise (3.29.18) | PICs I > Delta I)
  - Kodn (3.31.18) | PIw IX > VII)
 Lessons:
  - Ouija (3.12.17)
  - Sullivin (3.14.17)
             (4.8.17)
  - Zach (3.15.17)
         (4.3.17)
  - Praetorian (3.22.17)
               (3.30.17)
  - Comatose (3.31.17)
  - Grimoire (4.29.17)
  - Phoenix (6.26.17)
  - Fyren (6.26.17)
  - Sandra (6.26.17)
  - Aurou (6.29.17)
  - Ahkira (7.1.17)
  - Laxus (7.1.17)
  - Aurou (7.3.17)
  - Kiilua (7.5.17)
           (7.8.17)
           (7.21.17)
  - Dux (7.20.17)
  - Klaus (7.21.17)
  - Haruka (8.16.17)
  - Pierce (8.9.17)
           (8.23.17)
           (2.19.18)

Current Mood:

Reasoning: Daren is deceased.

Current Injuries: 

Chipped ear [Permanent] - Fight with bear | Unknown date

Loss of right eye (+ Scar) [Permanent] - Fight with Valkyire | Unknown date

Scar on right shoulder [Permanent] - Fight with Marcus | Unknown date
Tail removed [Permanent] - Spar with Vail | 3.19.17