Fortissimo Elijah Monty

G E N E R A L

Name: Fortissimo Elijah Monty
Alias: Forte, Tissimo. He hates Moe.
Species: Myou
Gender: Male
Age: 5

Pack: n/a
Rank: Loner

P H Y S I C A L

Height: 37 inches
Weight: 150 lb

Appearance: Forte has a very misleading appearance. He looks just like a yagi, even though he is a Myou. His spirit animal, which is a Desert Painted Ram, gives him big yellowing horns, and a bulky body. The only thing that would have given him away was his long white tail. But when he was young, he had his brother rip half of it off for him, to make his disguise complete.

His has long twisting horns, sprouting from his head. He eyes are bright yellow, and his pupils are slightly misshapen. They are not perfectly circular, but squashed looking. His pelt is long, and wavy. It’s mostly white, with dark brown splotches.

He is bulk…muscular. His chest is broad, and his legs thick. He has a triangular head, with ears that usually flop down.
Other: He can pass for a yagi. He calls his second soul, Morris.



M E N T A L

Strengths: Strong, wise, brave, a good leader, protective
Weaknesses: Perpetually and ominously depressed, extreme anger, distant, doesn’t help the needy, untrusting, suspicious, on old coot before his time.

Personality: Forte is standoffish. He is brooding, and gloomy, and doleful. He is a quite storm building on the horizon, that you look at and go ‘Oh flipping hell, I hope that shit blows over my house, and goes over to the next town to rip down trees, and destroy houses, and birth a massive tornado.’

He has a slight anger problem. He is an explosive that is just waiting for a trigger to make him explode in hellfire glory. He sorta…blacks out. And yells, and screams, and attacks. Any slight thing can set him off. He is prideful, and vain, so attack him personally in any way he will most likely freak. He has a habit of making snide comments, and he always has to have the last word.

He likes order and regulations and rules. He hates surprises, and insubordination. He believes wholly, in survival of the fittest, and will not hold the paw of any sickly wolf, grown or pup. He puts stock in honor, dignity and respect. Leaders are to be obeyed without question, while elders are to be heeded.
History: Forte has lead an uneventful life. He was born to a couple of wondering Myou lovers. And was raised surrounded by loving parents and siblings. But he was the loner of that group, preferring to sit aside, and watch everyone play. THEN THE SKY WAS RIPPED OPEN BY GAINT FLYING BLACK DRAGONS, AND THEY ATE EVERYONE BUT HIM—oh wait that didn’t happen. What did happen was a pack took them in. But they were put amongst the low ranks because they were myous. Forte got tired of the prejudice, and one day came up with the brilliant idea of passing for a yagi.
He got his brother to rip off his tail, and he left. He moved from pack to pack, usually getting high ranks because of his power, and skill. But he always ended up leaving. He got restless following an Alpha’s every corrupted whim. He He has lead packs, he has lost them. He has sired pups, and killed a few trespassers now and then. But he grows wary of traveling.
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