◇Every OC I Own Will Age Up Every 3rd Sunday◇ ◇Second OC◇ --------------------- ◇Information◇ --------------------- ◇Name: Cryptid {Cr-Ip-Tid} ◇Name Meaning: an animal (such as Sasquatch or the Loch Ness Monster) that has been claimed to exist but never proven to exist ◇Nickname: No Nickname Yet -------------------- ◇Current Pack: Warrenpack ◇Rank: Beta ◇Gender: Male, He/Him ◇Age: 25, In Wolf Years/Moons -------------------- ◇Personality: Cryptid Is Loyal(+) But Secretive(-) He's Somewhat Over-Protective(-) But Cautious Of Those Outside His Pack(=) He's Not The Type To Attack First(=) But Will Not Hesitate To Severely Injure Someone If They Show Aggression Towards Him(-) He has a short attention span(-) but learns very quickly and normally only needs to be told once about what to do(+) ----------------- ◇Scent: Rain, Hint Of Smoke & Fire. ----------------- ◇Skills: Cryptid Is Good At Keeping Secrets, He Can Easily Tell The Facial Expression And Body Language Of Others, He enjoys winning and is very skilled with fighting, and has a good memory. ◇Flaws: Cryptid Is Known For Being Hot-Headed, And Is Said To Be A Ticking B0mb, Waiting For The Right Moment To Erupt, He hates being proven wrong, As this will sometimes set him off. ----------- ◇Friends: Cliff ◇Enemies: None Currently {Open ◇Allies: Warrenpack, Akela, Cliff ◇Kills: None Currently ◇Crush: Open ◇Mate: Open ------------------ ◇Likes: The Dark, Fire, Being Left Alone, Protecting His Pack, Seeing His Enemies Fail. ◇Dislikes: Bright Lights, Water, Annoying Wolves, Wolves That Threaten His Pack, Losing. ---------------- ◇Theme Song: help_urself By, Ezekiel --------------- ◇Quotes: "I Am The Eternal Flame, That You Will Never Get Rid Of." {More Will Be Added} -------------- ◇Code: Vellichor ----------------- #JoinWoDV ---------- ◇Backstory◇ Cryptid Was Born Outside Of Dusk Valley, He Lived In A Small Den Just off The Coast Of The River That Wandered Into The Valley, Many Humans Were Nearby His Home... He didn't mind them at first until they started to destroy it, Taking down trees and resources for their own good. Prey started to run low and his parent began to worry, He was an only pup so he was easy to take care of... Although there was little to no prey left and sometimes they didn't eat on most days, His mother had come down with a sickness and wasn't able to leave the den, It was up to him and his father to take care of her, One day while he and his father were out hunting, Poachers caught sight of them... His father told him to run back to the den so he did as he was told, His father never returned... It is assumed he was hunted down, His mother late died of the sickness, And he left his home, Wandering into Dusk Valley... Starting a new life.
