Name: Johar
Age: Three years
Gender: Male
Appearance: Johar seems like many normal wolves, he some would say was plain, but you could only say this from a distance because from afar it is true that Johar is a plain white wolf, with nothing specail to him. Well your wrong if you believe so because this wolf may be a white wolf but he holds much more then that. Johar has the build of a Norther Timber wolf giving him white shoulders, and a strong muscular build, his skelital structure all comes together nicely and threw the years he has grown in to his feet and legs, and he no longer looks like a pup but something to fear and respect. His mother was of Timber breeding aswell but she was a cross with something that she did not know, so the after affect was that Johar had a pure white coat yes, but on his legs and tail black jumped all around almost like spots but more like tears in the white, around his ears black outlined them and his muzzle and around his eyes were tainted black aswell. His sister had told him it was because his heart was so black that is seeped out of him. Johar was built for strenght and speed, his body is trained for endurance and he is quick, he is a enemy to those he hates and a gaurdian to those he loves.
Personality: Three words that would best describe Johar would be Joker, Player, Murderer. These things seemed to make up everything he was. Though with everything that happend in his young life he seemed to have the right to be the way he was. Johar learned quickly from her father that most she-wolves were nothing specail and they could be treated without any need of affection, though others if they were worth it should be treated with respect and affection. Though Johars father was nothing better then a pig the pup looked up to him and he learned. Johar will often welcome himself open hearted in a group of she-wolves in hopes so sway them, though only once in his life was he every really devoted to loving someone. Though they broke his heart and he learned to hate. Yet many love Johar because he is a Joker, the best word that could describe him would be that. He is always joking and playing, he loves a game of tag or mock fighting, but if pushed to far he can always take it to the extreme. He is often always been talked to or fallowed by a group because of his sharp tounge and whitty attitude. Yet the one thing that even his sister may hate him for is that he is a murderer, he kills without need and will harm a wolf beyond need to teach him a lesson. He may be kind but he demands respect and acts like a loose cannon ready to kill at any moment.
History:Johar was brought in to this world inocent and pure, his heart was not hardened to the world and he loved everything. He was a cute pup, but somthing cruel about this world put him in a situation that would forever scar and change him. He was placed with a mother that cared nothing about him and a father that was abusive to him, but thought he cared about the pup. But the story will not end with sorrow trust me so try to listen as the story unfolds about the life of one that was harmed beyond measure and shall one day rise again to strike those that harmed him.
Johar was born a pup of three, he was the youngest of the three pups and the only boy. Though he was small and young he fought well and he soon earned his right as the boss over the girls. Though it seemed right since he build was larger and he grew much faster then his sisters. He was a strong pup and often times would fight with other pups from other litters, then his own. He soon became the highest pup in the pack giving him resepect from the others though he was no were near close to even being close to the adults. Johar was born from the whomb of a loner, she was a wolf that never stayed in places but when she became pregnet she would stay with a pack and when the pups were old enough she would leave them.
She would do the same thing with Johar but she soon fell in love with aother besides her mate she choose to stay. Johar knew nothing of this and he loved her with all his heart. Though as he began to grow she soon cut him off from her, she made him leave her alone and she forced him to live with others. While she gave all her attention to the brute of a male named Okami. She loved the wolf with all her heart and it seemed odd to young Johar that she would forsake him for the male. Turnign to his father for love and teaching he soon became a dark creature. His father was one of hate in the pack and he soon began to teach Johar to be the same way. Johar would attack pups and harm them when he thought they were being disrespectful and he soon became hated among the pack aswell. Though they dare not kick him out because of the hell he would make for them.
When Johar reached two years of age he was well respect by fear in the pack and was beta only to the alpha, he was higher then all the else and even his mother and her hated mate were to respect him. Though his father had forsaken him aswell and leaving him to fend for himself at such a young age he took on traits that would protect himself. He was a skilled hunter and he would protect the Alpha when asked to, he became whitty and very smart. Though things all changed when Life was once again brought in to the world. His mother hate mated and now gave birth to a lone she-pup. She was a very cute thing and she carried beauty beyond knowledge for her mother was a scrappy thing and her father was just ugly.
After the pup grew she was named Hera and she was well taken care of by her mother until just like the she-wolf had done to Johar she abandoned the pup to her own. Though she was very young at this age only being six months and she could not care for herself. This was when simpathy seemed to take hold of Johar, he raised her himself growing very protective over her. She was after half his own blood. Soon the bond between them could not be seperated. Through trouble was brewing the pack. His mother was leaving her old mate to rest with a new one but the mate she had would not accept this and attacked her killing her and leaving her or the crows to devour.
Johar was furious. Taking Hera by his side he hid the pup in the forest and told her to wait for him. Then returning to the pack he planned on only killing the wolf that had wronged his mother. For he loved his mom with all his heart but he hated her to. Attackign the wolf he killed him after a bloody battle but he was suprised to be attacked by two other wolves one was a she-wolf that had become his new mate and the other his brother. They fought for a long time and Johar was forced to kill both of them, with blood covering his white coat he was exiled and nearly killed by the pack, the blood he held was that of three wolves but they left him scarred and half dead. He escaped and took his dear sister Hera with him but he weak and lost a lot of blood.
At the age of three, he led his sister who was now one together they remained never to part as Johar trained her to kill and fight, though she was a kind soul and would never be a murderer like him. Soon the two came very far from there lands and were only loners, but they both knew that somthing greater awaited them.
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