Zande The Gentle. (Joining Profile)

Name: Zande

Age: 4
Requested Rank: Exorcist- or Slayer.

Element:Ice = Kypo Pack

Power: Ice Surfing - Ability to create an ice path with every step of the paw.

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Personality: Zande is a very gentle and caring brute. He prefers talking things out more then he does fighting, however if you hurt someone he loves then your in a world of trouble. He's always helping others and ready to listen to others. He's strong heart-ed and strong willed. He's a bit stubborn about things and sometime's acts like a very young pup. He's quiet usually, until he trusts you and then he's non-stop babbling and teasing. He's a strange one but at the least he's himself. He's always honest and you can tell when he lies by watching his eye's and so he refuses to lie.

Likes and Dislikes: Likes: The cold. Snow. Water. Swimming. Running. Being playful with others. The rain, he loves storms and rain.
Dislikes: The darkness. Others who harm the one's he loves. Annoying birds. Being Alone.

History: First. Appearance: Zande stands at about 78 cm at his shoulder. He's a tall buff built he-wolf with long legs and a long busy tail. He has sharp blue eye's and a charming smile. He's quite muscular for not fighting often. He has broad shoulders that bring out his pure white coat even more then usual.

Family: Mother- River.(Unknown) Father- Jester. (Deceased)  Sister- Kiss. (Deceased)

Now. Onto his history ;D History: Zande was about 6 months old when he discovered his powers of Ice surfing. His mother shared the exact power as he did.  His mother taught him and his sister Kiss how to use their ice-like powers. She taught him mainly as they shared the same power while his sister had the power to camouflage into the ice and stay hidden. One day his pack called upon his father and mother for a hunting team as the food was getting scarce and the pack needed more food. He didn't understand what his mother had to do with it as she was a helper to the Shaman. His pack was searching for a new home with plenty of food and herbs, His pack held maybe 10-15 wolves altogether. (Including the pups) After the pack had moved afterwards, into a beautiful ice land that had plenty of food and herbs for them.  In the move one of the other new mothers had lost her one and only pup. She had become angry with his mother because she still had her two pups. The hatred in that mother grew strongly and secretly.

At the age of one Zande learned to help the healers with gathering herbs, which also taught him what herbs helped with what. He had wanted to be a shaman in order to help his pack and family but things happened and he wasn't able to. The mother that had grown in hatred for the lose of her own son had finally put her hate into action. During the night that his father was out on patrol the other she-wolf mother came into the main den and convinced his sister Kiss to see something amazing. An hour later his father came into the den to switch patrol with another, he noticed that his daughter was gone and asked Zande where she was.
"She's with Felica! Felica said she wanted to show her something... but that was a while ago.." He told his father very quietly. His father nodded slowly and then spoke. "I Shall go out and find them." His father went out looking for them but it was hours before he returned with anger raging in his eye's. Felica had killed Kiss and returned that night without anyone noticing her. His father had found and brought back Kiss's blood stained brown pelted body into the den. He turned towards Felica and cried out in anger. "How could you!? How DARE you kill MY daughter!" He growled angrily at her, his teeth bared. Zande stared quietly at the body of his sister, he understood what happened. But he didn't want to believe it, he just couldn't! He ran out of the den and directly into the Oracle who had approached the den from hearing his father's words. Zande looked up at the Oracle and sobbed quietly. The Oracle looked down at him and nodded slowly. "Find thy mother." The Oracle spoke to him gently and then nodded in the direction of their main camp. Zande ran towards the camp, crying out for his mother. "Mother! Mother!" He stopped running as he heard wolves fighting behind him. He turned gently and saw Felica had his father by the throat. No other wolf moved to help his father. Zande reacted instantly, he ran forward with an ice path that spread from his paws. He cried out to the she-wolf that had his father. A body slammed into him, making him slide across the ice and snow. He looked to the brown slender figure of his mother as she spoke to him. "Zande run!" She nudged him into moving across the land trying to escape. He had obeyed his mother, thinking she was right behind him. After running a while he turned and realized his mother hadn't been with him. "Mother?" He called out quietly and then looked all around. He heard the paw steps of some of the wolves coming after him. He knew they weren't good and turned and ran faster then he had ever run before. He didn't look back, he knew what had happened.

At the age of two to three he spent his time's alone, hunting and moving from place to place. He had joined a loner named Justice in his travels for about a year. Justice had healing powers of the earth, he was a dark colored small brute. He had amber eye's and a gentle personality. Zande had learned much more of herbs and fighting in his travels with him. They were close friends, but soon they took separate paths in order to keep going in life. Zande has traveled and met many a lone wolf till the age of four, where he decided he should settle down with a pack as he was tired of being lonely. He figured he should be able to protect the pack he joined, he was a skilled fighter and hunter. Not to mention he could gather herbs, though he had never used a herb he knew what herbs were what and what they did. He hoped to improve his knowledge on things and help in every way he could. With those thoughts in mind he set his heart in one direction and walked that way towards what he hoped would be his new home.