<span style="color: #00FF00"><span style="font-style: italic">Mating season is right around the corner again.</span></span>He sighed.<span style="color: #00FF00"><span style="font-style: italic">Iâ€™ll never find my mate... not like he would want me. Iâ€™m damaged goods in more way than one...</span></span>He was getting close to several territories at the moment so he was on high alert, but passive. If anyone attacked him, it wouldnâ€™t be because he trespassed.<br/><br/>He was getting near the Black Crescent Wolf Pack. The Alpha meeting was being held there and each pack would bring an entourage of wolves with them. They were held every full moon, so he always went to every fourth Alpha meeting. He always went to see if his mate was there. Did he hope?<span style="color: #00FF00"><span style="font-style: italic">No, there is no hope for the damned.</span></span>His birth packâ€™s Alpha would never be at these meetings so he went.<br/><br/>He had changed continents after his birth pack had kicked him out because of his<span style="font-style: italic">disability</span>. Though not after taking full advantage of him being one wolf against many. He was a submissive who couldnâ€™t give birth. Let the imagination take you on what they did, youâ€™d most likely be correct on most levels.<br/><br/>He was beaten, starved, kicked out in winter, violated, and isolated. He wanted to find his mate so the Heat didnâ€™t kill him, but then again he didnâ€™t want to rely on someone. He didnâ€™t want to be vulnerable to someone. His feet paused when he smelled a packâ€™s territory line.<span style="color: #00FF00"><span style="font-style: italic">I must have been closer than I thought...</span></span><br/><br/>He lifted his head and gave a small sniff.<span style="color: #00FF00"><span style="font-style: italic">The territory line is new. They must have just done a patrol not too long ago to have done this, therefore someone will come around soon and see me.</span> </span>He took five steps back and focused on his surroundings.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0000FF">â€œFascinating,â€</span>a whisper in the wind that was obviously masculine. It was far away enough to not be much of a concern or interest to himself. Also, since nothing else was said afterwords it must have been the end of a conversation, so he decided to ignore it. He kept his wolf ears, which he did partial transformation for every time he traveled except in human territory, and eyes open for any sign of the patrol or other rogues.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00FF00"><span style="font-style: italic">Shall we try the pot again and see what comes out? Will it be no mate or no mate?</span></span>He knew heâ€™d never find his mate. He didnâ€™t want a mate.<span style="color: #00FF00"><span style="font-style: italic">No.</span> </span>He didnâ€™t want his mateâ€™s disappointment. He didnâ€™t want to look in his mateâ€™s eyes and see regret, sorrow, disappointment, and hate. He, Vladimir Noir, didnâ€™t want to have his mate reject him and not love him because of one damning disability. His hope had left him years ago.<br/>____________________________________________________________________________________________________<br/><br/>Vladimir's info is in the spoiler.<br/><br/><div style="margin:20px; margin-top:5px"><div class="quotetitle"><input class="button2 btnlite" onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = '';      this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Hide'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Show'; }" style="text-align:center;width:100px;margin:0px;padding:0px;" type="button" value="Show"/></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Age: 29<br/>Sex: Male<br/>Race: Submissive Wolf<br/><br/>He has a vast amount of logic that he gained over the years. He is multilingual. He is a shadow - the dark of night only illuminated by the stars and the moon are his sanctuary, especially if he's in a forest with total silence. His birth pack may have lived in a forest, but that didn't deter him of his love of it.<br/><br/>Even with all of his knowledge and skill, there are still things that elude him: friends, love, conversation, family, sociability, home, and others.<br/><br/>He was born in the Meinichi Clan ã€Œã‚ã„ã«ã¡ã‚¯ãƒ©ãƒ³ã€. Otherwise known as Clan Death Anniversary. It was a very strict pack, it was borderline totalitarianism. The native language is Japanese. He was the Alpha's son. His father was Ittoki Shinomiya, his mother Reika, and he used to be named Ikuto ã€Œã—ã®ã¿ã‚„ã€€ã„ã£ã¨ãã€ã—ã®ã¿ã‚„ã€€ã‚Œã„ã‹ã€ã—ã®ã¿ã‚„ã€€ã„ãã¨ã€. When his disability was discovered he was burned from the family tree and name revoked. He was the unnamed trash that could be abused, violated, isolated, etc. His parents did nothing to stop it, they encouraged it.<br/><br/>After leaving at age 13, he ended up on the opposite side of the continent as the Black Crescent. His vocal handicap was fixed by age 14. By 15 he was fighting street bullies and whatnot to stay alive, to be able to fight, to learn. He had a lot of street smarts and managed to do online schooling.<br/><br/>He was knowledgable about current technology and didn't discourage it like his birth pack and few other packs. He had three Bachelor's Degree by 17 in forensics (chemistry and biology) and physicist (physics and mathematics). He had minors in computers and engineering. He didn't get a steady job, he did odd jobs here and there. He kept in the know with packs and pack business. When he turned 16, he began his visiting the Alpha meetings.<br/><br/>He continued doing odd jobs, visiting Alpha meetings, and school. 13 years since his first Alpha meeting with more knowledge (book, physical, and mental) under his belt, he heads to the latest meet which will change everything.<br/><br/>Style: He hates movement constricting clothing. For the most part he wears baggy pants, most pants don't give enough flexibility so he improvises, and knee and calf length shorts. Give him a trench coat, a skinny tie, and a vest - he'll love you forever. But if you think that if he loves you he'll let you hug her, expect one of his many daggers in your back or a bullet from one of his pistols in your head.<br/><br/>Likes:<br/>Books and scrolls<br/>Music and theatre<br/>Pistols and katanas<br/>Intelligence and wit<br/>Dark chocolate and mint chocolate ice cream<br/>Ramen and Pocky<br/><br/>Dislikes:<br/>Stupidity and ignorance<br/>Arrogance and illiteracy<br/>Automatic weapons and broad swords<br/>White chocolate and bananas<br/><br/>Appearance: He is 5'6" with two inches past shoulder length black hair with red highlights. He has green eyes that have grown darker over the years, but there are those occasional moments were they glow like Mako (FFVII: AC). He has a lithe build and lightly tan skin. His red highlights transfer to his wolf (an explanation for the pic colors *cheers* YAY!)<br/><br/><div class="inline-attachment">
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