Jeremy "Bambi" Edmund * Fawn Myou * FINISHED

[Bambi]

OOC Information
OOC Name: Moonrose
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General
Name: Jeremy "Bambi" Edmund
Alias: He always goes by Bambi, very few know his real name.
Species: Fawn Myou (right to make species won in the Great Birthday Bash competition)
Gender: Male
Age: 4 years
Pack: Loner
Rank: n/a

Physical
Height: 20 inches
Weight: 55 lbs
Appearance: Jeremy is a very small wolf, in just about every aspect. He is very sleek and thin. His legs are long, making up most of his height, and not even as large around as a small tree branch. His body is relatively long, leaving him to have a very lanky appearance. His neck is slightly longer than that of a Lyxxus's neck, which allows something close to a better field of view, being able to turn his head rather than turning his entire body around to face something that comes near him. His paws are a tad small, but are very sturdy, much like the hooves of a deer. His snout is narrow and his head appears small to his very large ears, which are thin enough to see the veins within them. His tail is also very short, tapered slightly into the shape of a spade. This is the only area on his body with a lot of fur. It flares and curls like that of a deer as well, meaning it doesn't wag like a regular wolf's fur would. His ears, however, act normally. Flipping back, twitching, and more.

His hairs are very short and fine, smooth as silk to the touch. The coloration varies all across his body. Near the center it is a very light brown. Ranging from the back of his head and spreading down his back almost like a cape to his tail it is a dark reddish-brown (it appears more brown than it does red). His underbelly and chest are snowy white, as are the inside tufts of his ears and the underside of his tail. On the outside edges of his ears, they are tipped an inky black. His back and sides are littered with snowy white spots, like that of a real fawn. His paws are black, and the area around his nose is black as well, extending in a line halfway up his muzzle. There is a white patch on his chin. His nose is ebony and remotely in the shape of a deer's nose, wet and usually very cold. Oddly enough, his eyes are a very pretty shade of blue. It lingers just above dark, yet not too light. A venetian blue, one would say. It certainly stands out, especially since his eyes are outlined by thick eyelashes.

His voice is not something one would expect when it comes to someone so small and delicate-appearing. It is of a medium tone, not too deep and not too high, and there is an accent behind it. The accent is British, but diluted enough to understand most of what he is saying. It sounds very soft and gentlemanly, something he takes quite a bit of pride in. Being so small, he has many disadvantages against others, especially when it comes to size and just about everything else, including fights. He takes a great liking to his voice, because it allows him to sound a little larger than he actually is. Generally, it is difficult for him to sound angry when he is angry, because his voice doesn't like to change pitch too well in that type of emotion. In fear, it shoots up several octaves, but tends to remain level any other time. When he is surprised by others, he squeals and leaps high into the air, usually landing right on his face. Most times, it is something rather comical.

Reference picture here.

Other: He believed at one point that when he grew up, his spots would go away, but they will never do that. He is pretty much stuck the way he is.

Mental
Strengths:

• Agility ;; Like any deer, he is very limber and fast, and this is one thing he takes pride in about himself. this includes his uncanny ability to climb, as it can be done at an incredible speed. He has fantastic footing, but there have been times where he has fallen.
  
• Kindness ;; This seems to be one trait about him that will never leave, though it has rarely. He is unfailingly kind and will go out of his way to make someone else feel better.
  
• Gentleman ;; His manners are a tad over the top and he always shows his best manners whenever around others. Even though he does find some women to be very bitchy, he is always nice to them.
  
• Sensitive ;; He understands emotions on a deep level, and can feel the emotions of someone else if he connects well enough. Hate, love, sadness. This ties into his power (Explained later).
  
• Emoticon ;; He can exert an emotion and have those around him feel it as well. He can also purposely toy with others' emotions as well, but he does this rarely, unless someone really needs a pick-me up or if something is about to kill him.
  

Weaknesses:

• Size ;; This is a major disadvantage in many senses. He cannot fight well, meaning his strength is on the very weak side. He is very small and could be batted over easily.
  
• Insecure ;; He isn't comfortable with his own emotions, for more reason than one, and often can't help but show them.
  
• Soft ;; Usually, he can't bring himself to hate anyone and tends to be very lenient. He can't be too harsh either.
  
• Guilt ;; He tends to feel this a lot when he feels as though he's been too harsh on someone.
  
• Emoticon ;; Even though this power can help him, he also feels the emotions of others and it can be overwhelming a lot of the times. He has great control over this, but things can always slip through.
  

Personality: The nature of his second soul makes him a very gentle creature. He can't seem to not be nice to anyone he comes across, unless fear grips him and causes him to act out of that emotion. His heart remains wide open and welcoming to anyone who brings themselves into his life. He is unfailingly kind and willing to be there for anyone, no matter the situation or the topic. He is a gentleman as well and his manners are at a very high level and he rarely does not use them. He is especially mindful of women, because he respects them on a certain degree, no matter how bitchy and irritable they can get. He believes that without them, then all other wolves would fight to the death for pointless reasons. Females make the world run, to him at least, or offspring would be unobtainable. His sensitivity plays into this as well, as he seems to understand and feel emotions better than most would. At least most males. He is so sensitive to emotion because of his Emoticon that he can usually always feel the emotion of someone near to him.

Despite his ability with emotions in general, he is very insecure about his own. Whenever a personal question is asked of him, it makes him feel awkward and suddenly exposed. In a basic sense, he acts more as the doctor than the patient, most times changing topic when the light is shone down on him. His is very soft and gentle, making him truly harmless in nearly all situations. He can't be harsh or threatening, and tends to be useless in punishment situations. His softness can make him rather gullible, which, in turn, makes him feel quite the amount of guilt. When he listens to the story of someone else or of a short clip of their life, he can't help but feel as though there is nothing that he can do. Even though he can use his powers to make them feel differently, they still have the ability to push the feeling away, and even he knows that the feeling won't be permanent. In other words, he feels guilt that he can't really make a change in that person's life. In this sense, his Emoticon can be extremely overwhelming, and even cause a slight drift downwards in his overall mood. The sense of all those emotions near constant in his head makes him feel as though it would drive him crazy. He also absolutely hates being called Jeremy Edmund, but won't do anything about it but pout.

History: Bambi was born into a pack that lived like the Royal Court. His mother and father were King and Queen of the pack, and they ruled quite like tyrants over them all. His father was an elk Myou and he was massive, named Jeremy. His mother was an impala Myou and she was small, dainty, named Charis. Both of them adorned powerful horns and hooves, and they were respected greatly by their followers. When their son was born, Charis was enthralled with her adorable, lone baby, but Jeremy was less than pleased. His only concern was that the child would grow up to have no horns or hooves. He knew the chances of the hooves growing in were slim, since the pup was born with normal wolf paws, but he could still hope for strong horns. He only wanted those wretched spots upon the male's back would disappear with age. He named the male Jeremy after himself and Edmund after the King's dead brother.

Within the first year of his life, he learned how to walk very well and very quickly. The first thing his father noticed was how friendly he was towards everyone, especially to women. For a long while, he was impressed and glad for this, knowing that gaining a mate and impressing other packs for alliances would be something of a great asset to their kingdom. The younger females of the pack loved him especially, for his manners and his kindness. Not to mention most of them loved him for his looks and his uncanny ability to understand emotions so well. Little did they know, he was born with a power that the Great Spirit had gifted him with in the womb. He was born with Emoticon, the ability to toy with other people's emotions and exert one himself to allow others to feel the same thing. He was generally calm and happy most times, leaving the pack to feel the same way. They worked harder when he was well, but the pack went into a depression when he was ill.

When he turned two, his mother and father took him to the territory of another pack. He was full grown by now and was well aware of what his powers could do, but did not really have a name for it. His parents knew exactly what it was and they nearly forced him to nurture it, which led to him mastering it at an early age. It wouldn't really be considered mastering, since he still has some problems making it work, but even he knew that he could not contend with the will power of others. Anyways, back to the day that they went to another pack's territory. They waited patiently in a meadow filled with flowers, where Bambi took to looking about at the butterflies and plants that were everywhere. Even the rabbits stopped to get near him. He did not scare them one bit, but when their guests arrived Jeremy scared off the surrounding prey and forced his son to stand proudly between them. It was then that three more Myou stepped into the clearing.

One was a lion Myou, the male leader, Dominick, and the other was a jackal Myou, the female leader, Margaret. Between them was a slender female his age, a fox Myou named Selena. Confused, he asked his parents what the purpose of this meeting was, and they only told him that this was the meeting to arrange his marriage. This shocked him and it was certainly the last thing he wanted. He was made to go sit with the female at the other edge of the clearing and he attempted to make conversation with her. Instead of receiving a normal response, the female crossed her paws and tilted her head away, muttering something like, "stupid deer" beneath her breath. While it infuriated his heart, he simply smiled and continued to make conversation, asking her questions. Each reply was harsh and sarcastic, so he never really got anything of use out of her. As the day dragged on, a feeling of dread laid in his heart. This was the female he was to be mated with.

Exhausted, he fell asleep upon his mother's back as they traveled home that night. Charis took him to the den and laid him in his bed, allowing him to continue sleeping. Jeremy announced the arrangement to the pack when Bambi awoke the next day. He was depressed and saddened by what had happened the previous day, not to mention exhausted beyond belief. The entire pack felt it, and his mother was concerned over it, but his father disregarded it completely. At this point, with the way his son appeared physically, he cared not for his feelings. The only thing he wanted to gain from this was the alliance he had sought for years. His own son was about to get him that alliance whether he liked it or not. He had Selena visit with her father very often. Selena spent time with Bambi and continued to be her bitchy self, while Jeremy discussed diplomatic matters with Dominick. It was becoming hell more and more each day.

There was someone who watched with such jealousy as Selena spent more time with Bambi, and she was a Lupus with the ability to control plants. Her name was Dahlia and she was the closest friend Bambi had. They were born only days apart and were as close as close could get. One night, when Bambi was about to return to his den for the night, she managed to lead him away from his den and into the extremely far reaches of the territory. It was there that he asked her what was going on, feeling her distress and hurt on a massive level. The only thing she did was bury herself into his coat, her very small frame pressed delicately against his. He was surprised at first, for he had never received such a notion from his friend before, but nothing needed to be said for him to tell what was going on. He felt it from her heart, the love the emanated from the very furs of her pelt, and he soon felt himself giving off the same emotion.

"I love you."

It was the only words that were spoken between them that night and that was the last night they ever saw one another. Silently, Dahlia decided, after those words being spoken, that both of them needed to leave. Bambi was all to compliant to do so. They sneaked away from the territory and began to travel, farther and farther away from the place they once called home. They traveled as far as they could as fast as they could until a dense forest in the distant south was reached. They decided to stay there, living for a year together, wanting to start a pack and a family for themselves. Their former pack had not found them and their plans were about to initiate, starting with the mating at three and a half years old for both of them, but when they met that night in the forest's center things went wrong. They were rubbing against one and the other's face and intertwining themselves deeply. A sound was made nearby, and Dahlia panicked.

"Bambi, what was that?" She used the nickname she had dubbed him with.

He licked her cheek gently. "I'll go see. It's all right, stay here."

Bambi stood and walked away from her, moving towards the source of the sound. He pushed his nose through the bushes and saw nothing, nor did he smell anything either. Suddenly, there was a sharp snarling and then a loud squeal. In the seconds it took to turn around, the smell of blood was everywhere, and he made it around in time to see a massive dark figure bounding away through the bushes. Dahlia laid there in the center of the small clearing, the moon shining down on her blood stained pelt. There was no life in her eyes and the growl continued to echo through the forest, the growl of her killer that continues to haunt his dreams. His father had killed her, had finally hunted them down and had found out the truth of why they had left. He knew he could do nothing for his love and that she would have wanted to be left out in nature to decay, so he turned tail and ran away. He hates himself to this day for doing it.

He has traveled aimlessly since then.

However, what Bambi did not stick around for was the reincarnation of Dahlia. The Great Spirit had intended for them to be together for a very long time and it was not time for either of them to depart. The Great Spirit used the earth and covered Dahlia, taking several days to to bring the blood back into her body, to close the wound that had been made in her throat, to grow her beautiful hairs back to pristine condition, and to make her heart begin to beat once more. Once this happened, the Great Spirit awoke her and made her stand once more. Speaking to her, she was told to go find her love and to be happy with him, for it was the intentions of the Great Spirit. This was not something she doubted, so she set out on her way, though about a month behind Bambi in travels. She persevered, and to this day refuses to give up in finding him. Her skills have been honed impressively since then. Bambi believes she is dead and she knows this. Seeing him again will be treading on thin ice.

Other: Emoticon powers bought here.

[Somatra]

All I can say is awesome bio, very thorough and well written with no spelling (one typo) mistakes and great use of vocabulary.

The(y) sneaked away from the territory and began to travel, farther and farther away from the place they once called home.

The only thing that I had any issues with was the last part of the history where you mention that the Earth healed Dahlia because I do not think that sort of an occurrence is possible in Wonderwhy. However, as an alternative perhaps saying the Great Spirit gifted her with Eternal Youth so she could return to her love could be feasible?

Just let me know when those two things have been looked at and I will approve Bambi. Sorry I did not notice this bio before and once again, excellent read!
Som

[Bambi]

I fixed the type but I do have a problem with changing that part of the story about the Great Spirit saving Dahlia. I don't want to change it nor give her eternal youth. I would like to adopt her out and having her live forever while Bambi ends up growing old and dying sort of defeats the purpose. The Great Spirit is considered the creator and giver of all life in WonderWhy, and he (if its a he) can choose to save or get rid of who he wants. That was the point I was making here, because all of my characters are sort of religious. If I must change it still because it's unacceptable, then I will, but I won't give in easy.

Sorry, Som... ^^;;

[Somatra]

Alright Moon, I see your point and it is all good especially since I know you`re only using that sort of thing in a bio anyways. Good to go then, can`t wait to read some rp thread from him!