Ulric, Male, Veronti Alpha

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Name: Ulric Erynthrush
Age: 289
Gender: Male
Pack: Veronti
Desired Rank: Alpha Male
Appearance:

As a wolf Ulric is a rather big. Though big he looks like he is built for speed. His fur is pure black and short. It always seems to have a sheen keeping him looking like royalty, and his eyes are a piercing yellow. He also has a small scar in the tip of his right ear from a fight. As a human he has the appearance of a 28 year old male. His hair is dark brown and his eyes are golden brown. He usually wears clothes that reflect his status as leader. He stands roughly five feet eight inches high.

Personality:

Ulric tends to act with an air of superiority when in the presence of lower ranking members of the clan. He is down right ruthless to enemies and those who offend him. His demeanor changes with close friends as he becomes more caring and concerned. Few people can call him friend though because of his abbrassive attitude toward anyone he finds inferior. He considers humans to be worthless. Thinking that they should be slaves to the lycan race he holds no love for them. despite his attitude he is still calm and cool when it comes to running his pack. The perfect politic he has no problem lying to protect those he finds valuable. His main flaw would have to be his arrogance. He has trouble accepting that the lower ranks could have anything worthwhile, aside from labor, to contribute. He rules with an iron fist.

History:

Growing up Ulric was raised to believe that the world would step all over you if you didn't step all over it first. This gave him his bloodthirsty attitude and need for power. His father pushed him everyday of his childhood to make him the perfect soldier. Ulric learned to well however and ended up being more than his Father had anticipated. He rose quickly through the Veronti hierarchy and was soon set to replace the alpha when the time came.

There is much speculation that Ulric killed the previous alpha so that he could assume his position and lead the pack for himself. This however is untrue. Ulric has a strong since of loyalty to his pack. He is determined to raise Veronti to the status they deserve. He wants to see them over through the other packs and take Orien for themselves.

Relatives:

Gorin Erynthrush, Father (deceased)
Aria Erynthrush, Mother (deceased)

RP Sample:

Fallenpaw stretched and twitched his ears at the sound of his leaders voice. Hawkwing had called the clan to a meeting and so Fallenpaw stood, shaking the laziness out of his pelt as he made his way quickly out of the apprentice den. He raised his head and peered around the camp looking to see which cat was where and determine where he should sit. He noticed the medicine cat, Riverstone, and not far away sat Redstrike. Fallenpaw went to make his way to his mentor’s side when he noticed another cat was already sitting next to him and she appeared to be talking to him. It was Stormgaze, a cat that Fallenpaw had never talked to before. He stopped short of his mentor, not knowing whether they were discussing something private or not. Fallenpaw decided to instead sit a small distance away from the pair of cats and wait for them to finish talking before he approached.

Fallenpaw turned his attention from the cat’s that sat around him to his clan leader. He was somberly aware of the reasons behind this meeting and he felt an enormous respect for Hawkwing. It took a lot of effort to do what he was doing. Replacing a deputy was hard to do, or at least Fallenpaw thought it must be. He felt a pang of grief as he remembered seeing the deputy alive and well and knowing that she had died from a cause that no one could figure out. It was as if she had died of fear, but Fallenpaw would never let anyone know he thought of such things. They would think he was crazy or something.

The calico tom shook his head to clear his thoughts. He didn’t want to dwell on sad thoughts. Instead he turned his thoughts to his denmate… Softpaw. He flicked his eyes around the camp looking for her but he didn’t spot her and he didn’t want to seem obvious. He dropped his gaze back to the ground and let his mind supply him with a picture of her features. He didn’t know what but there was just something about her that the small apprentice couldn’t get out of his head. It was like there was nothing but her. She crept into his thoughts so often he had trouble staying focused. He tried his hardest but sometimes it was just overwhelming. He felt his lips pull back into a smile at the thought of her and without realizing it his head was on his paws and he was purring softly.

After several moments of this behavior his eyes snapped open and he jerked himself into a seated position. He could feel the blood rising and the warmth of blush along the length of his body. He was thoroughly embarrassed and sure that somecat must have heard him purring there all by himself. He dare not look around for fear of meeting the gaze of somecat that had heard his odd purring. So instead he kept his eyes focused on the ground beneath his feet and nothing else…

Other:

Other Cats: Leon Stone

[~Nighthunter~]

Accepted