Kazimir

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Kazimir
Let the demons run wild

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Rank: --

Appearance: Massive paws tipped with deadly, razor-sharp claws support long, powerful legs. A stocky torso bleeds into strong hindquarters ending in a long, furry tail curled high over his back. Connecting to broad shoulders, his thick neck attaches to a large skull. Large teardrop-shaped audits, the right severely shredded sit high upon his massive head, always standing alert. His face levels out into a long muzzle filled with knife-sharp, glistening white canines.

His coat, long and thick, runs a solid ebony. The dark tresses flow smoothly over rippling muscles. Shorter about the face and paws, his fur lengthens over other portions of his body. Coarse guard hairs keep the elements from penetrating his undercoat. His undercoat is soft and thick, the short fur keeping him warm in colder months. Innumerable scars mar his body, some hidden by fur, others exposed where fur never grew back. His scars tell a story, a tale of blood and hate, forever souvenirs of battles lost and won.

His eyes hold fires from the coldest levels of hell. The dark amber orbs burn with an insane, evil light. To stare into those eyes is to stare into the face of Death himself. Deep and captivating, the dancing lights entice and intrigue, but be warned, not all beauty is good.

Personality: Cold, calculating, methodical. He's a killer, a murderer by nature. Evil, insane, the devil himself. All of these and more he's been called. His presence exudes power, a dark, twisted reality. The bloodlust drives him, pushes him forward. He and the bloodlust are one; one cannot exist without the other. He lives to kill, and kills to live. The scent of blood messes with his mind, gives him a high like no other. He's addicted to that high, he needs to feel that freedom, the power of playing god. Deciding who lives or dies. The Voice, the manifestation of his insanity, his constant companion, drives him. He's intelligent, a quick thinker and meticulous plotter. He can plan days or weeks before a kill, or spend only a few seconds brewing up a brilliant plan.

Though the insanity is him, there is more beyond. A brave, loyal, headstrong leader lies within. His life he would give to the back behind him, if there were one to follow him. Pups are a gift to cherish and treasure, and are to be protected at all costs, even those of the enemy. To the one he loves his heart he gives, everything he is and everything he isn't. To die with honor and valor for a cause that is true is to die a great death. Kazimir would give up everything for his pack, if he had one to lead.

History: {I'm actually currently trying to write a book-length biography of this character. I can't wait!}

Growing Up

Born to Rohith and Gionnii, Kazimir was the runt of the litter of three. His siblings, Konnyr and Brynn, didn't much care for the tiny black pup, and neither did their father. The oddball of the family, Kazimir was the only one to have black fur and amber eyes. His mother and brother had brown eyes, his father and sister green. All of the four had brown fur, with darker or lighter browns swirled in. Immediately, Rohith decided he did not like Kazimir. He was too small, too different. His mother stood up for him, though, facing her mate and threatening to leave him without a mate and pups. Rohith backed down, though his hatred of Kazimir still burned. Gionnii didn't realize how true Rohith's claims that the pup was no good were until the first kill.

Kazimir was wandering around within pack territory when a strange pup crossed his path. Kazimir challenged the small grey pup, not much older than himself, and fought. The black pup believed he was defending his territory against an intruder, and killed the other. Gionnii found her son standing over the dead wolf, and feared the monster she saw in him. Rohith appeared shortly after, furious at what he saw. Kazimir stated that the pup was an intruder, and Rohith had said all intruders needed to be dealt with. Rohith refused to look at his son, instead taking the body of the young pup away. Kazimir, broken at his father's disapproval, darted off in the other direction while Gionnii was torn between a loving mother and horrified onlooker.

Becoming an Adult

Kazimir grew with the pack, trying to win his father's approval. At every turn, though, Rohith disapproved more and more of the black wolf. Slowly, Gionnii began to distance herself from Kazimir, and Konnyr and Brynn still gave him hell. Kazimir found a friend within the pack though, a former rogue called Makenzy. Makenzy took Kazimir under his wing (so to speak) and taught the wolf how to hunt and how to fight. Makenzy ensured that Kazimir got enough food to eat, and he grew bigger than his siblings. Makenzy, a reddish-brown wolf with matted fur and a missing ear, planted seeds of fury within Kazimir. He made Kazimir believe his parents didn't love him, and that nothing he could do would change their opinions of him. He groomed Kazimir to be a cold-blooded killer, hardening his heart and sharpening his mind.

Kazimir trained daily with Makenzy, each day growing stronger and smarter. Kazimir sparred with other wolves in his pack, slowly gaining credit as a powerful fighter. His parents knew not of his training with Makenzy, but they did notice the way the others would treat him with respect and fear. Even though Kazimir's reputation grew, Konnyr still constantly picked on him. Kazimir shouldered the abuse, however, choosing to bide his time until the moment was right. Gionnii noticed everything, yet refused to acknowledge any of it. She became depressed and withdrawn, not seeming to remember she had a mate and children. Rohith, of course, blamed Kazimir for the change in Gionnii, but there was nothing anyone could do for the femme.

One day, while Gionnii was out hunting, Kazimir stepped out i front of her. She was startled and didn't seem to recognize the large black wolf. Kazimir attacked and killed his mother, but not before letting her know why. When Rohith came searching for Gionnii, he found Kazimir, insane with bloodlust, standing over her body. Before Rohith could escape, Kazimir attacked him, and the two brutes fought to Rohith's dying breath. Again, Kazimir gave his reasons before delivering the killing bite.

Kazimir did not return to the pack, but instead waited until nightfall to sneak in and kill his sister in her sleep. Konnyr, who slept near his sister, woke, and, seeing Kazimir, growled and attacked his brother. The sound of the two wolves, evenly matched, roused the pack, and they sat in silence, watching the battle. Makenzy lay at the edge of the clearing, watching his apprentice fight it out with his brother. When Kazimir finally struck Konnyr down, both wolves were bleeding heavily. Kazimir wasted no time in pinning his brother, laughing at the fear in the brown eyes of his tormenter. Kazimir smiled before delivering the final blow, a crushing bite to the throat.

Life Goes On

Kazimir left the pack after the slaughter of his family, no wolf daring to follow to rid the world of a cold, calculated murderer. he lived as a loner, coming and going as he pleased. He never stayed in one place long, but kept moving, his restless mind keeping him awake. It wasn't long after he left the pack that the Voice manifested. An evil hissing, it filled his mind, penetrating to his very soul. The Voice was pure evil, driving him to kill and maim. This Voice became his comfort, his solace, his only friend in a world of enemies. He wandered the land, a ghost, a shadow, killing whatever unlucky creatures that dared to cross his path. He moved aimlessly, leaving a trail of blood in his wake. He became known throughout the land as the Daemon Inferni, the demon of hell. Most notably identified by a torn right ear and innumerable scars, he is a feared and respected entity.

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About You

Online Name: Amber

Favorites: Avenged Sevenfold. Disturbed. Luke Bryan. The Lion King. Colorado. My ink pen (that I lost! D: ). The Chronicles of Vladimir Tod. Winnie the Pooh. Minecraft. Edgar Allan Poe. My puppy. Tacos. Inheritance. GameCube. Sunflower seeds. Dr. Pepper.

Hobbies: Reading, writing, listening to music, eating.

How did you find us?: Google, I think.

[Kestrel]

Well done! Hopefully you're still around when the site is finally active again.

Kazimir accepted by Kestrel, 21/12/2011