Dev'on Zarki

[Dev'on Zarki]

OOC Information
OOC Name:Queen Kitten
Link to Previous Character: Aspen

General
Name: Dev’on Zarki
Alias: Dev (but not many wolves are allowed to call him that)or Devvy (only his brother is allowed to call him that)
Species: Sennyo
Gender: Male
Age: 112
Pack: Loner
Rank: n/a

Physical
Height: 44 inches
Weight: 26 lbs
Appearance: Dev’on is a tall, lean and graceful wolf. He has this air about him that screams ‘I am all powerful bow to my will’. His fur is cherry brown in color. He has navy blue socks; the color runs the length of the leg and a silver muzzle, ear tips and tail tips. His eyes match his legs and are a dark navy blue. He gives of the feel of nobility and almost seems like a prince, if not for the long jagged scar running from his left eye to the right corner of his mouth. The old wound makes it difficult for him to move his facial features so he looks perpetually stern. Grey and orange butterfly wings with black spots adorn his back. (American Copper Butterfly) Dev is missing one of his antennas as well, only a small stump is left where the feeler once resided. His voice is soft, a stark contradiction to his appearance, and slightly melodious.
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Mental
Strengths: Wise ll Fair ll Kind ll Force fields ll Family Oriented
Weaknesses: Unforgiving ll Closed off ll Hard to approach ll Quiet
Personality:
Dev’on’s personality has gone through a variety of stages. Each one making him seem colder and colder. His age has given him wisdom and insight on the ways of those around him. Growing up in a gypsy band helped him learn how to read other wolves by their subtle body language. On that note it is very hard to read Dev because he has become so closed off to showing others his emotions, part of that being because he is unable to move his face that much.

Above all else Dev’on believes in family, once you become his friend you are family and no one messes with his family. He is very unforgiving of those who hurt his family but is fair in all regards. So if he doesn’t like you he’ll still treat you fairly because it’s just his nature to do so, but he won’t hesitate to tell you what he thinks of you.

After Dev lost his sister and got his scar he became scared to open his heart too much. Being a Sennyo, wolves came and went and getting attached became a painful thing to do. He desperately wishes to find his family and keep it safe. All in all he’s a kind soul with no way of expressing himself as such.

Oh and one more thing, Dev is pretty much oblivious to romantic advances. This being one, because most wolf species lives are so short they all seem like children to him. And two because of his scar he believes himself to be entirely unattractive. So on the off chance he did notice a female's inclination toward liking him as more than a friend, he would be very confused and unsure of how to approach the subject.

History: Dev’on was born to a family that worked in a traveling show. Many had gained some sort of special ability but there were still those who's abilities weren't exactly those given to them by the Great Spirit (like fancy little party tricks or whatever.)He was the second litter of his mother and father, Dora’fae and Malven Zarki. Dev’on was close to his litter mate Mairon but grew even closer with to his elder brother Revontulet. Dev’on became enamored with Revon’s stories and the way he could make images appear. It wasn’t long before Dev too was trying to find his own power.

It was when Dev was three years old when the Great Spirit granted him with powers. Another member of the troupe had lost control of his telekinetic powers and was sending pebbles everywhere. Dev jumped in front of his sister to keep her from getting hit and was surprised when he himself had no harm done to him. Any pebbles that came their way seemed to deflect away from them. Dev’on immediately began to practice, trying to force his shields to be bigger, protect more as well as being visible. It wasn’t long before Dev found that his intensive practices wore him out. He became much less rowdy and more focused.

When Dev’on was fifteen Revon left the troupe for his own life and adventures. That devastated him and he missed his brother very much. Family meant the most to him out of all other things. Dev’on had become sort of a protector of the troupe sense he could not find an entertaining way to use his force fields. This made him feel singled out and he became very close to Mairon.

Mairon was a very kind wolf. Both Dev and Mai looked extremely like their mother, where Revon had looked a lot like their father. Dora’fae was a fortune teller, so when Mairon was granted the gift of Clairvoyance she was taken under their mother’s wing. Dev stuck close to Mai and learned the secrets of the fortune tellers, how to read wolves through body language and facial features, even by the looks in one’s eyes. You didn’t need to be Clairvoyant to be a fortune teller, but it sure helped.

Around the age of forty Dev and Mai also left the troupe. Dev’on had felt farther and farther away from the rest of the performers and couldn’t stand to be so left out. Mai loved her brother and understanding his feeling left with him so he wouldn’t be alone. That was one of Dev’on’s biggest regrets, for not ten years later the pair was attacked by mother dragon. It was winter and food was scarce and what easier prey was their but two Sennyos? The beast was on them before Dev could do more than throw up a weak shield around himself. The dragon rounded on his sister, tearing her wide open. Horrified Dev’on threw himself at the beast. The dragon simply knocked him to the side. Roaring the dragon slashed at Dev. He barely threw up a force field in time. The dragon’s talon ripped through his defenses gouging its way deep across his face, and ripping free one of his antenna. Annoyed with dealing with the resilient Sennyo and having hungry young waiting at its nest, the dragon scooped up Mai’s dead body and left Dev to bleed to death.

Luckily, or unluckily, a wolf with the gift of healing happened upon him. His wound had grown infected and he had become feverish, ready to join his sister. The loner saved Dev’on’s life but his face was irreparably damaged, as was his heart. The cut had been so deep that when it heal it made all the muscles in his face taught and difficult to move causing him to look forever in a bad mood.

Dev traveled for a good twenty years trying to find his family but it seemed no one he talked to knew of them. He feared that the group had split up or died out, seeing as Sennyos lived so much longer than other wolves. Now at the age of seventy Dev was at a loss for what to do. He was alone and heartbroken, unable to protect those he loved most. He resolved that if he ever found his family again he would make sure to keep them safe. Dev’on has been wandering for a good forty years, wolves came and went but he never did find his family again.

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[Moonrose]

Very well done, Kitten. One of your best bios to date. Accepted. ^^