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"Freedom lies in being bold"-----Robert Frost-----

Name: Halvar

Meaning: Defender of the rock (Norse)
Nickname: Hal
Age: Adult (recently)
Gender: Male
Height: 35”
Weight: 110lbs
Build: Tall and muscular, with a long neck armoured with thick fur that tends to flow all over the place and get tangled easily; his paws are rather small, allowing him to be relatively fast (still has limitation due to weight and width), and his shoulders are widely set, giving him a firm stance he can use in battle. Halvar has a lightly slanted nose, roman-looking, and arched brows.
Mannerisms: He tends to be expressive, so his body language varies, but in general he looks like a wolf that gets things done, despite his eventual scruffiness; his eyes are focused and determined, and he walks with an objective in mind. Why move at all if you have nothing to do?
Scent: Pine trees and dirt.
Voice: Jason Momoa It tends to drop drastically in tone when he becomes mad or upset.

Territory: Fellfang
Family: Terra (Mother, deceased), Indiano (Father, unknown), Helle (Sister, unknown)
Rank: Omega
Task: None
Personality:
⎣"He wore his hatred, like a cruel second skin"⎤-----Maggie Stieffvater-----

Strong and resilient: Extremely thick-skinned, he feels prepared to take anything on no matter the gravity of it, and will very rarely wallow in self-pity; he has the ability to keep moving and remain hopeful regardless of the situation he might be in, because being a Loner has taught him every day is new and different, and just like all might get better, all might change. Furthermore, once he gets attached to something or knows what he desires, it will take a lot of hardship to get Halvar to walk away; one might say he's even a little ridiculously stubborn when it comes to what he wants, but it has payed off every time so far.

Expressive/Passionate and honest: It is tremendously difficult for Halvar to hide what he feels or lie about it, which he never wants to do anyway but won't be able to if he sometime desires it; he wears his feelings on his face, open for everybody to see, and he doesn't give a crap about what others might think. It's his opinion and his emotions. It is very easy for him to speak his mind, and he is rarely ashamed of what he says or thinks, and never stops to think about it before actually having the words pour right out of his mouth. In fact, it's not hard for Halvar to be brutally honest to the point of being rude. He just doesn't care. He is so passionate when it comes to any and all emotion, that he harbors grudges as a hobby and acquires extremist and absolutist postures quickly when it comes to those who have wronged him. Once you get on Halvar's bad side, you will never leave it. If he's interested in someone romantically, he will make sure to let them know, because he can't hold his feelings back. Ever.

Impulsive and feisty: Very very rarely will Halvar stop and think before doing; action is his favourite, he does things without spending a thought and will later on deal with the consequences. He'd rather get things over with without too much contemplation. When it comes to speaking and relationships, the same thing applies, but for an entirely different reason; he feels so strongly he can't contain his emotions and will vomit out words or do things on pure inertia. This feelings are usually courageous and determined, ones he cannot control and that turn Halvar into a very literal spit fire.

Goal-oriented and lazy: This is pretty self explanatory; unless Halvar has a clear goal to reach or a bar to top, he won't bother doing anything other than what is strictly necessary for him to survive. It's difficult for him to find something he actually desires to put his energy into other than himself, perhaps because a loner's life has taught him to strive only for the basics and save his energy up; but once he does find something to work towards, he will never stop. Maybe he's just plain lazy.

Independent and detached: For a reason he is yet to comprehend, or maybe just because he has become accustomed to being alone most of the time, it is very hard for Halvar to make meaningful connections with others, often finding himself to be emotionally detached from other wolves; very rarely has he found himself wishing for someone's company or missing someone. It's always been easier to live on the move and on his own that way. Self-sufficient to the point where he doesn't feel like he needs anyone other than himself, nor does he need anything from anyone; this is also linked to a certain feeling of superiority Halvar doesn't openly acknowledge and doesn't really accept of himself either.

Hypocritical and judgemental: Halvar will never judge someone who he hasn't met yet, but a single word is enough for him to make an entire opinion; he is very strongly opinionated, always, about anything, and judges easily, even things he knows he himself does too. In fact, he has a tendency to criticize his own actions in others, without even noticing, thus being quite hypocritical.

Dreamy: Despite his overall lack of general motivation and what others perceive of him, Halvar is quite the dreamer; he often catches himself day dreaming of glory and joy, of freedom and anything he might currently find he is lacking. He dreams of a better world, or a world he considers to be better than the current one. Though he rarely shares his hopes with others. Never, actually.

Quick-witted and creative: Despite his lack of tactical abilities or analysis altogether, he is actually rather smart, capable of picking up on new skills quickly and elaborating come backs; because of this, Halvar has a rather silver tongue, spitting venom quickly if you get on his nerves. He has the capability of solving problems creatively and quickly, thinking outside the box and thinking about alternatives to get to the same objective.

"All his life has he looked away... to the future, to the horizon."
-----Master Yoda-----

Pre-Group History:

Halvar was born to a loner she-wolf who had found herself to be pregnant after a one night fling with a male from a nearby pack; she had always resented pack life and enjoyed the freedom of living on her own, but had fallen quickly for the pack wolf's charm. She was lucky enough that the puppies, two, were born in the middle of Spring, allowing for her to survive and keep both of her offspring alive successfully. He never met his father, and Terra never heard of the wolf again either, despite having looked for him to introduce him to his children and give him a chance of being in their lives. They grew up to show incredibly different personalities, and as they both grew older, Halvar's sibling left their mother and him on their own to join a pack, possessing the same desire for belonging that their mother had always lacked.
He on the other hand, loved what he had always known; freedom. Complete and utter freedom, with no rules, no hierarchy, nothing other than the extension of the world, himself, and his mother.
They spent most of his juvenile years and Young Adulthood travelling together, far and wide, always going as far as their energies and what scarce food they could find allowed them; until the she-wolf was too elderly and ill to keep living on the move.

Halvar took care of his mother until she passed, which left a large void in his heart; Terra had been a good mother and an even better friend, and all of his fondest memories had her in them.
The next seasons he spent struggling to survive, doing only what was necessary to remain alive; his travelling ceased, and he found a little cave near the sea where he could rest when he wasn't out hunting. It was a peaceful life, spent sun basking and eating and dreaming.
Until a light pelt broke through the trees and raided his makeshift home, taking Halvar with him; unsure of what was going on, the male was soon brought before Valda, a claimed Fox Spirit that was now leading Fellfang next to Fable, which the wolf was quick to call a farse, a lie, and an impossibility.
And thus, Halvar became a part of the Skuld, and Valda's unwilling thrall.

Group History: -
+2 bones for Joining
+1 bone for: Way to meet [Moth x Halvar]

Total= 3 bones

Other:

Description

"Freedom lies in being bold"-----Robert Frost-----

Name: Halvar

Meaning: Defender of the rock (Norse)
Nickname: Hal
Age: Adult (recently)
Gender: Male
Height: 35”
Weight: 110lbs
Build: Tall and muscular, with a long neck armoured with thick fur that tends to flow all over the place and get tangled easily; his paws are rather small, allowing him to be relatively fast (still has limitation due to weight and width), and his shoulders are widely set, giving him a firm stance he can use in battle. Halvar has a lightly slanted nose, roman-looking, and arched brows.
Mannerisms: He tends to be expressive, so his body language varies, but in general he looks like a wolf that gets things done, despite his eventual scruffiness; his eyes are focused and determined, and he walks with an objective in mind. Why move at all if you have nothing to do?
Scent: Pine trees and dirt.
Voice: Jason Momoa It tends to drop drastically in tone when he becomes mad or upset.

Territory: Fellfang
Family: Terra (Mother, deceased), Indiano (Father, unknown), Helle (Sister, unknown)
Rank: Omega
Task: None
Personality:
⎣"He wore his hatred, like a cruel second skin"⎤-----Maggie Stieffvater-----

Strong and resilient: Extremely thick-skinned, he feels prepared to take anything on no matter the gravity of it, and will very rarely wallow in self-pity; he has the ability to keep moving and remain hopeful regardless of the situation he might be in, because being a Loner has taught him every day is new and different, and just like all might get better, all might change. Furthermore, once he gets attached to something or knows what he desires, it will take a lot of hardship to get Halvar to walk away; one might say he's even a little ridiculously stubborn when it comes to what he wants, but it has payed off every time so far.

Expressive/Passionate and honest: It is tremendously difficult for Halvar to hide what he feels or lie about it, which he never wants to do anyway but won't be able to if he sometime desires it; he wears his feelings on his face, open for everybody to see, and he doesn't give a crap about what others might think. It's his opinion and his emotions. It is very easy for him to speak his mind, and he is rarely ashamed of what he says or thinks, and never stops to think about it before actually having the words pour right out of his mouth. In fact, it's not hard for Halvar to be brutally honest to the point of being rude. He just doesn't care. He is so passionate when it comes to any and all emotion, that he harbors grudges as a hobby and acquires extremist and absolutist postures quickly when it comes to those who have wronged him. Once you get on Halvar's bad side, you will never leave it. If he's interested in someone romantically, he will make sure to let them know, because he can't hold his feelings back. Ever.

Impulsive and feisty: Very very rarely will Halvar stop and think before doing; action is his favourite, he does things without spending a thought and will later on deal with the consequences. He'd rather get things over with without too much contemplation. When it comes to speaking and relationships, the same thing applies, but for an entirely different reason; he feels so strongly he can't contain his emotions and will vomit out words or do things on pure inertia. This feelings are usually courageous and determined, ones he cannot control and that turn Halvar into a very literal spit fire.

Goal-oriented and lazy: This is pretty self explanatory; unless Halvar has a clear goal to reach or a bar to top, he won't bother doing anything other than what is strictly necessary for him to survive. It's difficult for him to find something he actually desires to put his energy into other than himself, perhaps because a loner's life has taught him to strive only for the basics and save his energy up; but once he does find something to work towards, he will never stop. Maybe he's just plain lazy.

Independent and detached: For a reason he is yet to comprehend, or maybe just because he has become accustomed to being alone most of the time, it is very hard for Halvar to make meaningful connections with others, often finding himself to be emotionally detached from other wolves; very rarely has he found himself wishing for someone's company or missing someone. It's always been easier to live on the move and on his own that way. Self-sufficient to the point where he doesn't feel like he needs anyone other than himself, nor does he need anything from anyone; this is also linked to a certain feeling of superiority Halvar doesn't openly acknowledge and doesn't really accept of himself either.

Hypocritical and judgemental: Halvar will never judge someone who he hasn't met yet, but a single word is enough for him to make an entire opinion; he is very strongly opinionated, always, about anything, and judges easily, even things he knows he himself does too. In fact, he has a tendency to criticize his own actions in others, without even noticing, thus being quite hypocritical.

Dreamy: Despite his overall lack of general motivation and what others perceive of him, Halvar is quite the dreamer; he often catches himself day dreaming of glory and joy, of freedom and anything he might currently find he is lacking. He dreams of a better world, or a world he considers to be better than the current one. Though he rarely shares his hopes with others. Never, actually.

Quick-witted and creative: Despite his lack of tactical abilities or analysis altogether, he is actually rather smart, capable of picking up on new skills quickly and elaborating come backs; because of this, Halvar has a rather silver tongue, spitting venom quickly if you get on his nerves. He has the capability of solving problems creatively and quickly, thinking outside the box and thinking about alternatives to get to the same objective.

"All his life has he looked away... to the future, to the horizon."
-----Master Yoda-----

Pre-Group History:

Halvar was born to a loner she-wolf who had found herself to be pregnant after a one night fling with a male from a nearby pack; she had always resented pack life and enjoyed the freedom of living on her own, but had fallen quickly for the pack wolf's charm. She was lucky enough that the puppies, two, were born in the middle of Spring, allowing for her to survive and keep both of her offspring alive successfully. He never met his father, and Terra never heard of the wolf again either, despite having looked for him to introduce him to his children and give him a chance of being in their lives. They grew up to show incredibly different personalities, and as they both grew older, Halvar's sibling left their mother and him on their own to join a pack, possessing the same desire for belonging that their mother had always lacked.
He on the other hand, loved what he had always known; freedom. Complete and utter freedom, with no rules, no hierarchy, nothing other than the extension of the world, himself, and his mother.
They spent most of his juvenile years and Young Adulthood travelling together, far and wide, always going as far as their energies and what scarce food they could find allowed them; until the she-wolf was too elderly and ill to keep living on the move.

Halvar took care of his mother until she passed, which left a large void in his heart; Terra had been a good mother and an even better friend, and all of his fondest memories had her in them.
The next seasons he spent struggling to survive, doing only what was necessary to remain alive; his travelling ceased, and he found a little cave near the sea where he could rest when he wasn't out hunting. It was a peaceful life, spent sun basking and eating and dreaming.
Until a light pelt broke through the trees and raided his makeshift home, taking Halvar with him; unsure of what was going on, the male was soon brought before Valda, a claimed Fox Spirit that was now leading Fellfang next to Fable, which the wolf was quick to call a farse, a lie, and an impossibility.
And thus, Halvar became a part of the Skuld, and Valda's unwilling thrall.

Group History: -
+2 bones for Joining
+1 bone for: Way to meet [Moth x Halvar]

Total= 3 bones

Other: