[Mexican] Adriel

OOC
Name: Chili
Years RPing: Since the beginning of time
Slot Used: Purchased slot on profile
How You Found Us: Somewhere over the rainbow

General
Name: Adriel
Birthday: February 13 2017
Gender: Female
Species: Mexican

Physical
Height: 30 inches
Weight: 80 pounds
Coat Color: White, dark grey, and black
Eye Color: Aquamarine
Health Issues: None
Other Information: Purchased multi-colored eyes & small unnatural marking

Mental
Mental Stability: Sane
History:
Her father, a noble and generous warrior, died well before her mother Celeste gave birth to their two children on foreign soil in the Southern Isles. She was devastated. Weak of will and insecure, Celeste had leaned heavily upon her mate for strength and guidance. Celeste had never been 100% certain what had happened to her mate, simply that he had disappeared during the time that all of the Anikirans were transported to the strange Isles. Without him the world was unbearable. To keep him alive in her heart she spoke of him often, as if by saying his name enough she could resurrect him. Perhaps part of her believed it. From an early age Adriel hated her mom. It started slow, perhaps stemming from the female’s thin and fragile voice, or the way she was constantly apologizing to everyone for everything. She let her pups roam wild through the unknown territory, and only gave the softest rebukes. Even a month later when they returned to Anikira through the underground tunnel she still allowed her children to do as they pleased. She bent and bowed to everyone - adult and pup alike. She was weak, and nothing like the father Adriel had been taught to idolize.

Aaron was easier to please. His life revolved around his belly. From the moment he could eat solid food he began to raid the food pile. Celeste hadn't the heart to stop him, and willfully participated in his over eating. Gorging always left for the poor little guy with a bellyache, though. So his concerned sister, hardly old enough to keep herself out of trouble, had to become his keeper.

When she was seven months old Adriel received her mentor with a frown. Celeste had begged, pleaded, and coerced those in authority to let her keep her pups one more month - just one more month. It was a setback, but to what Adriel wasn't sure. At least apprenticeship meant distancing herself from her mother - a task made difficult when Celeste continued to use her children as an emotional crutch. At least there was Zale. Zale was a large, self-proclaimed handsome, and boastful wolf. Their sessions were peppered with exaggerated stories of his past accomplishments, and most of what Adriel learned was from Zale’s friends rather than the brute himself. She never complained though. Oh no, the charismatic male was far too enchanting for that. She wasn't in love, not by a long shot, but she was enthralled with the brand of power he wielded - charisma. Beneath the tutoring of Zale and his friends Adriel became a well-rounded warrior. She was good at everything she put her mind to, and excelled whenever patience and timing were necessary. More importantly, she learned how to appear friendly. A quick smile and thoughtful word went a long way - even if insincere. But there was one wolf she could never fool. Barrett, a peer near her own age, saw through every act. It irritated Adriel to no end, and began their long-standing rivalry. Late into her apprenticeship an awkward young warrior began to spend more and more time with her. He brought her gifts, took her out across the territory, and opted to fill in whenever her mentor couldn't. Adriel enjoyed the attention, and used the opportunity to learn how to flirt. Her heart never belonged to him, not in the slightest, and when he told her he'd wait for her to become a warrior she coldly informed him it'd be a waste of his time.

On her first birthday Adriel sat alone until reluctantly meeting her brother later on in the evening. The two had stayed fairly close throughout their training, with Aaron trailing his sister around whenever he could. Adriel remained a reluctant barrier to his overeating, although it meant interacting with her mother (who could never be convinced not to enable him, no matter who stepped in). Once the trio were in the same den again Celeste quickly became overbearing. What mild will she had was funneled into leaning on her children. She explained it as keeping the family close, but Adriel wasn't fooled. She was using them as an emotional crutch - her only crutch. The fact it was unconscious only riled Adriel more. How could her mother be so useless? How could she be so helpless? Then Adriel discovered a trick - Celeste always gave her space when she was sharing a den, or a meal, with someone "special." Of course they were never really special, but it was more than enough encouragement. She'd already enjoyed the attention flirting received. So Adriel began to really dig into her promiscuity in the name of getting away from her overbearing mother.

Being alluring was the only type of power Adriel ever admired. She watched her alpha with disdain, and never had any interest in becoming beta. Lording over an apprentice was far too grueling (though she did admire the bright little pup she eventually taught), and when Ash became a warrior Adriel strongly requested that Barrett not consider her name again. So when Barrett became the new alpha of her natal pack it wasn't jealousy that heated Adriel’s gaze. It was a challenge. She had high hopes that her childhood rival would finally make things a little more interesting. Did she ever. Her pack and a neighboring pack were quickly separated, and within months fighting sparked between the two. It was then, in the heat of battle, that Adriel made her first real mistake. She went too far, bit too deep, and ended the life of another. Worst yet, she enjoyed it - the power over life and death. When months passed she found herself missing the chaos and thrill of the fight. Nothing had ever been as engaging. Eventually, over time, remaining with her natal pack didn’t hold as much thrill for Adriel. She had accomplished the few goals that she had set for herself and decided that she no longer wanted to be an emotional crutch for her mother nor her brother’s keeper. It was with her mind set on this that she left on the eve of her second birthday to create a new path for herself, one that held no limitations.

Personality:

patient. calm. alluring. elegant. insightful. cooperative.
vain. greedy. risqué. envious. hedonistic. Aggressive.

Adriel has no worldly attachment other than her own vanity and pride. She sees her pack, and the packs at large, at an impartial distance. They are a flawed organization led by predictably fallible wolves who are predestined to be their own ruin. It's disgusting and beneath her, and she has no desire to put herself in a position of power within them. Despite her animosity, Adriel’s strong sense of self-preservation keeps her from abandoning the Knaves or ostentatiously breaking any of their silly little laws. She goes along with the charade, but regards herself as outside of it.

Although her heart may be cold she isn't without her warmth. The detachment Adriel feels has lent her an unshakable calm and endless patience. There's no rush when there isn't a finish line, and why ruffle her feathers over the opinions of ants? This has, unwittingly, made her a somewhat decent friend. She can listen to any droll conversation, offer unbiased advice, and her sharp mind retains all the minute details of things once said - which others often mistake as a sign of empathy or affection. Adriel doesn't shy away from friendship either, although she views it more as a means to pass time or a byproduct of living in a group. She works well enough with others, when it isn't too much of a hassle.

What she lacks in compassion she makes up with affection. Adriel eats up compliments like candy and actively searches for individuals to admire her. She loves the hunt, and enjoys making amorous connections. However sincere her words might sound, though, her attachment is as fleeting as a kiss. She has no intentions of starting a family or settling down.


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