Name: Takiel
Age: 6 winters
Gender: Male
Breed Timber wolf
Birth date: September 1st
Family: Mother-Susanna
Father- Nicosia
Other-None

Appearance: When you think of evil you can see strong and powerful cruelty in your minds eyes. That is what Takiel looks like, or did any way. He used to be buff and thick with beautiful structure and a cruelty in his stride but no longer does he possess that beauty. He is haggard and worn form his travels and his beautiful structure has simply gone to shambles. Takiel’s long beautiful powerful legs are weak and thin with paws that have large protruding talons that have been chipped and broken and lost al their threat. His big broad shoulders are small and narrow and he appears thin and scrawny. You could never imagine Takiel as a strong and handsome brute for even his face has lost its shine. He still has some muscle and he is slowly gaining back his beauty but he is a mess now, nothing but a shell of what he used to be.
Takiel had a beautiful raven coat as shiny as a newborn pups. It has turned shabby and rough missing in places but slowly returning like flowers in spring. His limp coat makes his body look even smaller and weaker but his proud and tall stance shows he still has some dignity. The ebonite mass that used to protect Takiel from the cold now proves no help for him now. The dark color never drained proving Takiel’s will power to stay beautiful but it is true his efforts did not pay off.
The only part of Takiel a once handsome creature that still holds its full beauty is his eyes. Dark brown pools of hatred and loneliness show his missing part, the part he lost when he shed those tears oh so long ago. His anguish and anger burns in his brown eyes and rings in his loud deep voice with every word and every blink.

Personality: Takiel has become a tougher eviler devil than from the time he left Amarth. He shed those tears forever ago wishing he could stay and now he regrets showing such stupid cowardice. He is an angry wolf full of sadness that he shall never show again. Takiel is as I said a devil full of loss and a devil like that is not good news. Every morning he wakes up with an angry growl ready to rip apart anything in his way. Though he is haggard in appearance in spirit Takiel is strong and bold. He looks for his long lost love trying to prove to her his strength, ability, and love. Takiel will never admit he cried on that day or that he felt anything when leaving her. He is a strong stubborn wolf and he will show affection for no one at all ever unless it is his love.
Despite Takiels will to see his loved one again he is also a very strong pack member. He works non-stop throwing himself completely into duty and he does best as a fighter or guard. He is also a very good runner and a perfect talker. Takiel is devoted to pack that is for sure but he thinks before moving. Takiel can take charge at the blink of an eye being his usual grumpy and stern self. Takiel is level headed at all times but he will be enraged at times and attack. He is a good fighter, quick, agile, and even though he is small now he is strong. He still has power and his filled in handsome features are returning every day.
All in all Takiel is a devoted creature with his simplicities and complexities. If you try to know Takiel he will push you away and forget all about you. He has a one-track mind and is very determined. Just when you think you know him you find out there’s a lot more to the story.

History: It all started with a cruel mother taking her child into slavery. It all seemed to end with his leaving Amarth territory. You never even knew half the story. The begging we all know well since Takiel left Soul of the Wild. He wandered confused onto Amarth lands where he met Agrats some one he cherished dearly. He had first met Kiowa who immediately liked him and he helped her find her inner devil but she soon became mated with Salem. Takiel had hoped to be Agrats’s mate but he soon had to leave Amarth lands for a reason unknown. That is when the true tail and tragedy began.

Running eyes blinded by foggy tears the four-year-old never stopped until the snowstorm hit. He cowarded under the pine trees sad and alone. It was there he met a true devil named Reaper. She was a tall slender female cloaked in white. She snuck up on Takiel from behind and growled. Whirling around he snapped and she glared evilly. “What’s a handsome brute like yourself doing here huh big boy?” She asked in a flirting manner. “Escaping cheapskates like you.” He retorted seeing a satisfied smile creep across her maw. “Oh really? How do you know I aint a devil to? I am actually incase you were wondering. Name’s Reaper.” Takiel snickered at the name. “Well Reaper, looks like your nothing but an angel to me.” Immediately Takiel regretted those words. She lunged swiping him across the face scarring is nose. “I’ll give you a chance to live if you’ll serve me in my pack pup.” She spat into his face. Takiel growled but though better of it seeing the red liquid rushing from his nose. Finally giving up he sighed showing sub ordinance. “Fine.”
The next year was sheer torture. Takiel was forced to push and pull and serve. It was the night of his fifth birthday when he escaped. It was feeding time and as they came to a gorge Takiel turned of sharply into it tumbling down a few feet and landing on a ledge. The commotion was so large and big tat he was able to escape running as fast as his legs could carry him. As he entered a forest finally slowing the pangs of hunger that had been burdening Takiel sink his escapade became unbearable. He caught a nearby mouse and swallowed it fast. He heard running water and swiftly found it drinking the precious liquid and savoring the coolness. Where to next?
It came to pass that Takiel wandered in circles for a long time finding himself in places he knew he had crossed. He was scrawny and unsteady and he became crueler with each day. The world was out to torture him and he was fighting it and loosing. He came to a spot and stopped immediately. Agrats! He smelled her. His heart did a double flip as he howled out her name and followed it. When he found the spot he had smelled her in he saw no wolf. The world playing more ruthless tricks but perhaps there was some truth to the lies it told, he was back in soul of the wild territory. Where would his adventure lead him? Into the eye of a hurricane…..

'ello there--very nice application--it's always nice to see some familiar characters returning to SotW! There's just one small error that needs to be fixed on this appy, and then I can gladly accept it^^

Do you mean "four month old"? Because a four year old wolf would be around the age of 28 in human years, and by the age of three they're officially adults. Tweak that for me and you're good. :)

~Sarah

Sorry! I havent actually wrote a decnt appy for a long time and this one isnt that great ither. *smacks forhead* I am glad to see you to btw! *huggles* :D

That's okay Takiel, you put effort into it^^ *hugz back* It's good to see you've returned!

~Sarah

Accepted!

Makoto returns yet again, lol. I alway loved Takiel though. woot woot!!