Corvus the Crow

[Eastern]

STAND TALL, HEAD AND SHOULDERS DOWN

THEY DON'T MAKE 'EM LIKE US ANYMORE
•Corvus The Crow•
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YOUR WALLS OF PRIDE ARE ONLY FENCING YOU IN.

[/color][/size] Corvus is the genus for crows.
NICKNAME: Kaw, or Crow
SEX: Male
AGE: 5 years
SPECIES: Wolf
TYPE: Timber Wolf
RANK:Banished Wolf
POWER:
Avian;;
Corvus has a close connection with birds, specifically crows. He can call these black birds to him by howling. He can understand them, and they can understand him. He can get them to attack things, in big groups that can cause terrible wounds. He cannot control other birds, like robins, or eagles.
Shadow;;
Corvus cannot control shadows, he can become one. He practically ‘melts’ and becomes an icky black smudge on the ground. During the night he can roam anywhere, but when the sun is high in the sky, he can only travel within shadows.
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YOUR EGO'S BEEN PLAYING GAMES WITH YOUR HEAD.

PERSONALITY:
One word: Ego. This guy is all about individuality, and thinking for yourself. He does nothing for nobody, and he expects them to return the favor.
He is charming in that smart-ass sort of way. He takes nothing seriously, and is constantly using sarcasm to hide his true intentions and feelings. Although he loves the ladies, and the ladies love him, he keeps everyone at an arm’s length. Not letting anyone get close enough to him, so that when he leaves no one will be hurt. When he leaves, not if he leaves. He is a nomad through and through.
Like his namesake, Corvus is brilliant. He has excellent problem-solving abilities. He can asses the situation, and use the surroundings, and available objects to achieve things.
He needs no one, and nobody really needs him. He has nothing special about him, except for maybe his appearance, and his crows. But many are afraid of him because of those.

HISTORY:
In the days before the birth of Corvus, dozens and dozens of crows started to gather around the pack. The trees were alive with the black birds. There was the constant din of hoarse caws, and an unending carpet of black feathers that littered the forest floor. The black birds seemed to soak up the sun, making the forest seem dull and ominous. In the hours leading up to the birth of Corvus, the crows became very restless. They started shrieking and fighting amongst themselves. As soon as Corvus was born, the crows took flight and gathered in a big hoard above the birthing site, and circled above the den for what seemed like hours. No other pup was born. Corvus’ pack was horrified, they believed that Corvus was the god of death in mortal form, and had eaten his siblings in the womb. His mother, Jyde, died shortly after his birth, and the crows descended, devouring her body, leaving baby Corvus in one peace.
His pack feared the worst. They dared not to kill the pup for fear that the crows, thought to be minions of the death god, would kill them and curse the land. They raised the pup, but Corvus knew nothing of love or kindness. The pack treated him indifferently; careful to not even show the pup hate, in case it angered the crows.
When Corvus was 6 months old, another pup playfully bit him. The ever present crows quickly attacked and ate the pup. No one looked at Corvus after that. Corvus was sad that his fellow wolves paid him no attention, and that even his father avoided him, but he was happy to play with the crows. They were his friends and companions; they brought him food, and watched over him at night. They even taught him how to kill.
Corvus soon found that he could control the crows, and one day he sent them away, not knowing how much his pack despised him. As soon as the crows were gone, the pack seized the opportunity and attacked. Corvus was taken by surprise and was blinded in his left eye. The crows sensed his danger and quickly came to the rescue; hundreds of crows amassed and attacked the wolves. They were many deaths in the chaos.
The wolves retreated, and Corvus called the crows back. Corvus was shocked that his pack hated him so much. With his tail hung in defeat he left the lands, in such of new ones.

YOU'RE NOT THE MASTERMIND.

SIRE: Luca- He hated his son. He believed that it was Corvus’ evil that had poisoned his mate and led to her death. He stayed far away from his son as he grew up. He was killed by the crows the day the pack attacked his son.
DAM: Jyde- She was happy during her first pregnancy but as soon as the crows began to gather, she started to feel sick. She died shortly after giving birth to Corvus
KIN: none.
OTHER: To Corvus, the crows are his family. He doesn’t travel with mass hordes of them behind him. Only one travels with him, a crow he named Kalasu.


**Kalasu is Japanese for crow.

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I AM THE PRODUCT OF MY OWN DESIGN.

HEY THERE! MY NAME IS: Eastern
MY OTHER CHARACTERS ARE: Harijan, Reverend, and Xanthia

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