Lasar

[Misery]

Name:Lasar
Age:3 years
Gender: Male
Appearence:
Likes:Running, being alone, hunting, sleeping.
Dislikes: Lokken, brutes, forcers, rude wolves, violence.
Fears: Himself, losing control, Lokken, anyone larger than him, anyone with more power than him.
Personality: Lasar is a very calm being. He is extremely guarded, though sometimes he will be open. He doesn’t like Lokken, but he’s not a big fan of Kiba’s either. He would rather just stay out of the war, and get on with his life. Lasar doesn’t trust himself, because of his past. He is afraid to show too much of himself, or to let anyone get too close, because is afraid he will kill someone again. He is a peace-maker, and he doesn’t like violence at all, though he is very protective. Which is why he won’t let anyone get too close. He likes to run, but he also likes to sleep, and you can often find him curled up against a tree.
History: Lasar was born in the loner lands, with only his mother to care for him. He was born in a litter of two. Just him and his sister. His mother died in a hunting accident only a year after they were born. Lasar and his sister were very close. Just after their mother died, their father found them. He was an evil wolf, looking only for pleasure. He raped Lasar’s sister, and Lasar didn’t know what to do. His father didn’t pay any attention to him, but he never let Amara out of his sight. He raped her whenever he felt like it, and then beat her whenever something made him mad. Lasar tagged along, torturing himself by watching the cruelty his father dealt out.

And finally, his sisters cries for help became too much. Lasar snapped. Every bone inside him became a tool, every inch of his body filled with adrenaline. And his jaws found his father’s throat, and he killed his father. But a blood-frenzy came over him, and he went after the next thing that moved. Amara. He couldn’t believe what he’d done afterward, and he withdrew into himself, where nothing could hurt him. Except for himself. And Lasar has been afraid of himself ever since, afraid that he will snap again, and he won’t be able to control himself. So he’s been a loner, counting on the fact that he doesn’t have to come into contact with anyone else.
Parents: deceased
Siblings: Deceased
Mate: None
Pups: None
Pack Desired: Loner
Code Word/Phrase: Corndog