Zenith Wros

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Male 13 Jan 2011
100% Northern Rocky Mountain Wolf (Canis lupus irremotus) Ortus
The first thing anyone notices about Zenith upon first sight is his size. Zen is huge, both height and weight are well above average and he is practically all muscle. His pure Northern Rocky Mountain wolf lineage is apparent. Unless he is smithing or otherwise performing a task that requires the dexterity of Optime, he prefers Lupus form. Otherwise Optime, and to a lesser extent Secui, are too cumbersome for most day to day activities.

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Lupus= 170 lbs (77.11 kg), 45 in (114.3 cm)

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Secui= 250 lbs (113.4 kg), 53 in (134.62 cm)

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Optime= 350 lbs (158.75 kg), 7 ft 5 in (226.06 cm)

Zen’s coat fades in a smooth gradient from rich Mine Shaft on top to Alabaster underneath. The only disruption to the seamless gradation is a brand on his left shoulder, causing the fur there to grow in white. The mark resembles a fish but the shape is incidental, the burn was received in a fight. Zenith sports a few other scars: a notch in his upper right ear, several small slashes along both forelegs, and a kink in his tail where it had been broken.

Zenith’s Woodsmoke mane resembles a choppy, spiked mohawk, which is how it grows in naturally. In Optime form, the effect is slightly more noticeable. His eyes are a brilliant deep Kingfisher Daisy, like a clear winter sky just before the evening’s last light is swallowed by blackness. His left eye is partially heterochromic, as is evident by a crescent of Cornflower Blue along the lower rim.

voice: low and gravelly

scent: smoke, honey, leather
The easiest way to describe Zenith Wros is “self-centered”. Zen does what he feels like, when he feels like. He does not actively seek to get out of doing his part or break rules, he simply has a hard time thinking past the here and now. He lives in the moment but fails to consider the effects his actions may have on others. Zenith isn’t a bad guy or malicious in his intent, he’s just incredibly self-absorbed and short-sighted. He freely admits to his mistakes. Simply put, Zen needs to grow up. However, when a crisis arises, be sure Zen will be jumping to action wherever he’s most needed. He is protective of those he considers his family and friends, as well as anyone who cannot defend themselves. Bullying is Zen’s biggest pet peeve.

Zenith is a shameless flirt. He will go to bed with anyone he finds interesting and attractive, but the encounter often means more to the other party than it does to him. Again, he’s not looking to hurt anyone or cause problems, he just doesn’t think about his actions from anyone else’s point of view. The right woman (or man) may find Zenith to be an ideal partner, as it is easy to manipulate him with flattery to do almost anything.

As luck would have it, Zenith greatly enjoys smithing and leatherwork. If not for this, Zen would likely be near-useless and spend his time laying around drinking and making lewd comments to passers-by.

Strengths: protective, fun-loving, charming
Weaknesses: self-centered, vain, hedonistic

Skillset:
blacksmithing
leatherworking
fighting, unarmed
fighting, dual blunt weapons (hammers)
brewing alcoholic beverages
low speech*

*Languages: Zen speaks English, but is completely illiterate. He also has a strong grasp of low speech, particularly with birds.
Zenith’s moderately sized home pack held an expansive territory in Colorado, along the mountains. The strongest presence in the area at the time and growing steadily. The Wros bloodline maintained leadership of the pack for 17 generations, and Zen was next in line. He relished the idea of being alpha of the pack, sitting atop that amount of power. His father Lago had many years left in him, of course, but Zen was fine sitting by his father’s side, venerating him but otherwise being a layabout prince. Saying Zenith grew up spoiled would be an understatement. Lower ranked families within the pack began offering daughters for future mating agreements when Zen was 6 months old. As time passed and it was clear that prince Zenith was going to end up a sizeable man, he could barely walk down to the river for a drink without practically tripping over smaller sub males grovelling at his feet and asking to be an assistant to this or a councilor to that. The pack believed that Zen would deliver them their most prosperous years yet, seeing his considerable height and mass as an omen of health and good fortune.

It was not to be. A few of the newer annexed families (mainly coyote and hybrid) had been plotting to take down Lago the Wros tyrant for years. When the pack was engaged in celebrating Zenith and his siblings' second birthday, the splinter pack struck. With careful coordination, they killed Lago, the entire ruling council (heads of the more powerful families), as well as Zenith’s mother and sister. The attempt on Zenith himself failed, Zen was able to kill his attacker and escape in the chaos. A few loyal subordinates helped Zenith flee the area, and he stayed in hiding. Constantly on the move outside his former territory for several months, Zen was provided information by those still loyal to his family. The pack had been split in two and a vicious bloody battle raged. Apparently, Zenith’s brother Elan also survived the initial attack, but was held by the enemy and tortured until he cracked and cast off the name Wros to support the usurper.

Heartbroken, Zenith decided he could not bear to see his brother and former home this way any longer. With a small contingent of friends, he headed east, away from the mountains. the group had little trouble in their wanderings and soon found themselves in the smaller mountains of Appalachia. Here Zenith desired to move north, to colder more rugged land, but his companions were tired of travel and argued in favor of making a life in the mid New York region. Zenith left the last of his former life behind and followed the mountains north, into Nova Scotia.
Mother: Melody Rath
Father: Lago Wros
Siblings: Melior Wros, Elan Blackblood (Wros)
Children: none known

Friends:
Tayn Silvaire

Familiars:
(none)
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