Post by Shadow♥-San on Apr 28, 2009 16:35:10 GMT -5
renegade ;
take one more glance, and that's the end of our romance
they call him Renegade Omenheart, feel free to call me Renegade, really.
it comes from There's nothing really to it... my last name was changed by one of them damn goddesses. I'm cursed.
been living for I'm four autumns, currently. I'll be living forever though, unfortunately.
you needn't check What, can't you tell? I'm most definitely a male.
i ain't no girl Renegade may be rather girlish, but that doesn't make him no pussy. He's tall, with very long legs and he's also very long... just, thin. His hips are narrow and his shoulders broaden out slightly. His limbs are long and thin, as is his tail but it's covered in poofy fur. His ears are too tall for him, like a puppy's... he never really grew into them. His snout is short and his eyes are narrow. Renegade almost never stands straight up, so when he straightens out he looks much taller.
peering at the world through Classic red - like my mother. Kind of crimson, actually. They reflect a golden color in the sunlight and the dark.
i'm more than just a pretty face hypnotism - Renegade can hypnotize other wolves. Let's say his big
mouth had gotten him into a tight situation? Well, he'd be able to talk the wolf right out of kicking his ass and perhaps even convince the wolf to go and hunt for him. Renegade loves his power, probably more than he loves anything else. What's there to love anyway? His big, silvery-blue eyes are probably the reason his hypnotism works so well, it's nearly impossible to resist his charm.
the colors of my heart Renegade is much more attractive than he lets himself think. Despite the smaller frame, Renegade's pelt is beautiful. The top half is dark gray, nearly black. Underneath and on the outer-part of his sleek, puffy tail is a lighter gray, perhaps the color of smoke you'd see amidst a fire. His thin size is hidden by the heavy fur that lays there in the winter, but is soon revealed in the summer when it thins out. The same light gray color outlines his eyes, with a strip of the crimson color his eyes are underneath.
flying is for birds ...ew. That clear enough for you? Sorry love, I speak my mind.
my blood isn't blue Cyanna Imani - Mother
Akuman Kokoro - Father
Varali Eurysthia - His mate, now deceased.
Dalea, Orpheus, & Mayla - His pups, also now deceased ( minus Orpheus )
learn my story Ah, the tale of Renegade Omenheart... an interesting one, if you can imagine it. Well, he wasn't always an Omenheart, to be truthful. Nor was he always heartless and cruel. Back before everything happened, he was called Renegade Imani - meaning hope. However, his life was cursed two years ago. Care to find out what happened to the brute? Let's read on.
It all started when he came across a gypsy-wolf. Her name was Lydia, and boy was she something. Your classic desire, if you know what I mean. She was witty, talented, and of course beautiful. Renegade, however, had a mate. He didn't love this she-wolf, named Minuit, but he did find her attractive and so he stayed with her ( that's another story ). Well, Lydia you see was leading poor Renegade on. Before he knew it - he felt the need to leave Minuit for Lydia. After all, he thought that Lydia did love him.
After Renegade left Minuit, he turned to Lydia and asked to be her mate. Little did he knew, Minuit was broken-hearted and wanted nothing more but to die. Also, Lydia was really a gypsy, and her specialty was love. Minuit really loved Renegade, and it was impossible for Lydia to fall in love, so Renegade was left alone... but this wasn't all. Lydia felt nothing for the male, and in fact was quite angry with him for breaking poor Minuit's heart.
Even after Renegade tried to explain so many times that he'd never even been attracted to Minuit, Lydia wouldn't listen. She cursed him. Renegade was to be alone for the rest of his newly immortal life - dare he ever fall in love, the she-wolf will be cursed to the fate of drowning. He'll lose the ones he loves like Minuit lost the one she loved.
A year later, Renegade met Varali. She was perfection in so many ways. She was brilliant, witty, playful, confident, and didn't let anyone tell her what to do... oh, let's not forget, without competition the most beautiful wolf that Renegade had ever laid his eyes upon. It's safe to say that the two fell in love at first sight. For a while, Renegade was worried that the curse might hurt her, but then forgot about it.
The weeks went by, and both Varali and Renegade were fine. Soon, though, Renegade found that Varali was pregnant. Again, all was fine. It was a few months after they were born things really went down-hill. This gave Renegade enough time to become completely attached to the she-wolf forever and ever... but then, disaster struck.
As Lydia had promised, Varali was to die, by drowning. She'd gone out to do the hunting for them, while Renegade stayed back to teach the pups a few things about hunting themselves. When Varali didn't come back, Renegade was worried. After the pups were asleep in a hollow tree, he set out to look for his beloved mate.
He was shocked to see the shining white pelt floating under the surface of the ice. It was winter, see, and the ice had formed all over. His shocked crimson eyes traced back to the hole she must've fallen into, and then far out to where she was. Was she dead? Yes, she was. There was no point in going out to get her. He lost her, as promised.
When he went back to his pups, he was messed up. "I'll teach you how to fucking hunt..." He muttered, and then attacked all three of his children. He killed both Daela and Mayla, but Orpheus escaped his wrath. He ate his two children, and looked for the one who got away. Sadly, he couldn't find him.
In the morning, Renegade was shocked at himself. Why would he do that?! He'd lost everyone he ever loved, and it was his fault. Renegade was alone, as promised. After that, he turned into quite the little bitch so others don't want to get close to him. He couldn't stand hurting anyone else.
take one more glance, and that's the end of our romance
they call him Renegade Omenheart, feel free to call me Renegade, really.
it comes from There's nothing really to it... my last name was changed by one of them damn goddesses. I'm cursed.
been living for I'm four autumns, currently. I'll be living forever though, unfortunately.
you needn't check What, can't you tell? I'm most definitely a male.
i ain't no girl Renegade may be rather girlish, but that doesn't make him no pussy. He's tall, with very long legs and he's also very long... just, thin. His hips are narrow and his shoulders broaden out slightly. His limbs are long and thin, as is his tail but it's covered in poofy fur. His ears are too tall for him, like a puppy's... he never really grew into them. His snout is short and his eyes are narrow. Renegade almost never stands straight up, so when he straightens out he looks much taller.
peering at the world through Classic red - like my mother. Kind of crimson, actually. They reflect a golden color in the sunlight and the dark.
i'm more than just a pretty face hypnotism - Renegade can hypnotize other wolves. Let's say his big
mouth had gotten him into a tight situation? Well, he'd be able to talk the wolf right out of kicking his ass and perhaps even convince the wolf to go and hunt for him. Renegade loves his power, probably more than he loves anything else. What's there to love anyway? His big, silvery-blue eyes are probably the reason his hypnotism works so well, it's nearly impossible to resist his charm.
the colors of my heart Renegade is much more attractive than he lets himself think. Despite the smaller frame, Renegade's pelt is beautiful. The top half is dark gray, nearly black. Underneath and on the outer-part of his sleek, puffy tail is a lighter gray, perhaps the color of smoke you'd see amidst a fire. His thin size is hidden by the heavy fur that lays there in the winter, but is soon revealed in the summer when it thins out. The same light gray color outlines his eyes, with a strip of the crimson color his eyes are underneath.
flying is for birds ...ew. That clear enough for you? Sorry love, I speak my mind.
my blood isn't blue Cyanna Imani - Mother
Akuman Kokoro - Father
Varali Eurysthia - His mate, now deceased.
Dalea, Orpheus, & Mayla - His pups, also now deceased ( minus Orpheus )
learn my story Ah, the tale of Renegade Omenheart... an interesting one, if you can imagine it. Well, he wasn't always an Omenheart, to be truthful. Nor was he always heartless and cruel. Back before everything happened, he was called Renegade Imani - meaning hope. However, his life was cursed two years ago. Care to find out what happened to the brute? Let's read on.
It all started when he came across a gypsy-wolf. Her name was Lydia, and boy was she something. Your classic desire, if you know what I mean. She was witty, talented, and of course beautiful. Renegade, however, had a mate. He didn't love this she-wolf, named Minuit, but he did find her attractive and so he stayed with her ( that's another story ). Well, Lydia you see was leading poor Renegade on. Before he knew it - he felt the need to leave Minuit for Lydia. After all, he thought that Lydia did love him.
After Renegade left Minuit, he turned to Lydia and asked to be her mate. Little did he knew, Minuit was broken-hearted and wanted nothing more but to die. Also, Lydia was really a gypsy, and her specialty was love. Minuit really loved Renegade, and it was impossible for Lydia to fall in love, so Renegade was left alone... but this wasn't all. Lydia felt nothing for the male, and in fact was quite angry with him for breaking poor Minuit's heart.
Even after Renegade tried to explain so many times that he'd never even been attracted to Minuit, Lydia wouldn't listen. She cursed him. Renegade was to be alone for the rest of his newly immortal life - dare he ever fall in love, the she-wolf will be cursed to the fate of drowning. He'll lose the ones he loves like Minuit lost the one she loved.
A year later, Renegade met Varali. She was perfection in so many ways. She was brilliant, witty, playful, confident, and didn't let anyone tell her what to do... oh, let's not forget, without competition the most beautiful wolf that Renegade had ever laid his eyes upon. It's safe to say that the two fell in love at first sight. For a while, Renegade was worried that the curse might hurt her, but then forgot about it.
The weeks went by, and both Varali and Renegade were fine. Soon, though, Renegade found that Varali was pregnant. Again, all was fine. It was a few months after they were born things really went down-hill. This gave Renegade enough time to become completely attached to the she-wolf forever and ever... but then, disaster struck.
As Lydia had promised, Varali was to die, by drowning. She'd gone out to do the hunting for them, while Renegade stayed back to teach the pups a few things about hunting themselves. When Varali didn't come back, Renegade was worried. After the pups were asleep in a hollow tree, he set out to look for his beloved mate.
He was shocked to see the shining white pelt floating under the surface of the ice. It was winter, see, and the ice had formed all over. His shocked crimson eyes traced back to the hole she must've fallen into, and then far out to where she was. Was she dead? Yes, she was. There was no point in going out to get her. He lost her, as promised.
When he went back to his pups, he was messed up. "I'll teach you how to fucking hunt..." He muttered, and then attacked all three of his children. He killed both Daela and Mayla, but Orpheus escaped his wrath. He ate his two children, and looked for the one who got away. Sadly, he couldn't find him.
In the morning, Renegade was shocked at himself. Why would he do that?! He'd lost everyone he ever loved, and it was his fault. Renegade was alone, as promised. After that, he turned into quite the little bitch so others don't want to get close to him. He couldn't stand hurting anyone else.
