~Azazel Barkley Connor~

[Azazel]

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Azazel Barkley Connor

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Dark in the city night is a wire
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I am the Dream Maker, The Nightmare Bringer, the Beauty of Chaos.[/color][/font]

+Getting to know the real you,
is just as important+
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Woman you want me give me a sign
And catch my breathing even closer behind
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++++Your name: Yoko
++++Your Age: 17
++++Your Gender: Female

+Character Information+

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In touch with the ground
I'm on the hunt I'm after you

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++++Full Name: Azazel Barkley Connor
++++Nicknames: AZ,Z, Zel (NEVER, EVER CALL HIM ABC. THAT NAME IS FIGHT WORTHY WITH HIM)
++++ Age: 4 years
++++ Gender: Male
++++Species: Red wolf
++++Pack: Blizzard Moon Auxillary

+The Personals+

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Smell like I sound I'm lost in a crowd.
And I'm hungry like the wolf.

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++++Likes + 5:

*Darkness
*Tricks of the iight
*Good fights
*Torturing his enemies
*A good meal

++++Dislikes + 5:

*Flirty she-wolves
*Wolves that make his life complicated
*Being ordered around, which makes it odd that he even joined a Pack. (doesn’t mean he won’t follow them)
*Quiters
*Having a dirty pelt

++++ Interesting Habits + 5:

*He grooms his fur. A lot.
*He hates sleeping, but he can be a heavy sleeper when he goes out.
*He claws trees around borders, for wolves that have no noses and don’t know how to stay out of territory.
*He is very sarcastic, but there’s always some truth to it. Sometimes his sarcasm can be venomous, and other times helpful.
*He likes to hang around wolves he does not understand. They interest him. He pesters them the most.

++++ Secrets + 2:

*He is actually quite loyal, though he gives off a sort of double-crosser air.
*His sarcasm just means he cares enough to respond. He can’t seem to switch it off, so if he’s really angry it becomes harsh or at the worst, he won’t deem the other wolf worthy of response.

++++Strengths + 4:

*He’s a decent hunter
*He is pretty good runner, not super fast, but enough to move quickly in the thick snow.
*He’s an excellent fighter, fierce strikes, strong muscles, and terrifyingly cunning. It’s what he lives for.
*He might complain, and give snide sarcastic remarks, but he’ll do anything for his Drappa and Dragga.

++++Weaknesses + 4:

*He might be easily outmaneuvered by smaller wolves.
*He is actually quite merciful depending on how good a fight his opponent puts up. If it’s good, he’ll let the other wolf walk away, this is seen as a weakness by many but sheer honor won’t allow him to violate his word.
*Also do to his honor, harming pups, even at the order of a leader is an impossibility for him.
*He is not trusted by most because of all the sarcasm. Most don’t know when to believe him and when not to.

+So this is how you look?+

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Straddle the line in discord and rhyme
I'm on the hunt I'm after you.

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++++Hair: Soft, oddly even
++++Eyes: Golden
++++Weight: 145
++++Body type: Leanly muscular, covered by thick soft fur.
++++Coat/Fur Color: Red blended grey

+What Happened Back Then+

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Mouth is alive with juices like wine
And I'm hungry like the wolf

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++++Birthplace: Xanion Plains
++++Parents: Laret (Dame), Aslyan (sire)
++++ Siblings: Unamed but many
++++ History :Azazel was born in the vast desert, where the sun could bake lizards alive if they stayed out to long. The vast rolling waves of sand, the smell of sweat and earth, the grains molding beneath his paws, this was his home. Then, there was the cliff, a tan rock jutting out like a thumb amongst soft hills. At sunset, he remembered how it turned to flaming red, as his own fur did, and his siblings’. He had many siblings, and a loving mother, and a harsh father. Their ways were harsh. The family order depended on which of the pups was the strongest at the time. The order changed from day to day. The strongest one day could be the weakest the next. Azazel was always middle rank.

Everything relied on order. The attention of his parents, the order in which they shared their meals, the amount of time they were allowed to play outside (the weakest needed more protection). Father was always punishing the lower ranks, telling them they must strive for better. Yet this caused the higher ranks to fall and be punished. It was a vicious cycle, and it gave rise to hatred rather than strong pack bonds. The instability was unbearable. His brothers fought constantly, his sisters were vicious, and his parents were growing angry with the many loud, rebellious pups.

The pups were only in their second year when they realized that they hated each other pointlessly. Through their anger at each other, they saw that this was all their parents’ fault! They turned on the “Alpha” and “Alphess”. They attacked with their not so pup-like teeth and claws. Azazel was one of the masses, striking hard and fast at his father. But he would not kill his own father. Though he hated the fleabag, a part of him remembered how badly he wanted this wolf’s respect, how his father’s eyes had shone at the sight of his strongest pups. He remembered wanting that. They chased their parents away from the cliff, and built a place all on their own. He and his siblings ruled the sands, and for a year that was good enough for him, but Azazel wanted more. Though he was treated well as a good loyal member of his now strong and loving family, Azazel craved to know what was beyond these sands. Though they grieved,they let Azazel leave without trouble. He is wandering the sands still, but the chilly mountains seem to have their appeal.

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Stalked in the forest too close to hide
I'll be upon you by the moonlight side

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++++ Well now listen up my little pretty’s! This application page was made by Raphael Samedi. The inspiration came from all over the place. Lyrics are from Hungry like the Wolf By Duran Duran. Which I found very relevant to what is going on here at Wolves; Corrupted. This just happens to be my first ever template attempt so be kind. Try not to change anything, change the font colour, size and font style of your own writings. All original colours must stay the same. Leave these credits on or i shall beat you around with a massive stick.

[Ázzuen Vilkas]