Dnagerous

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REF PIC

REF PIC (dark form)

Build: Stands 6'4" talk has a decent length tail and because of his background he is tough strong and fast. He weighs in at 195 lbs. Other than his few tribal tattoos that he has on his left arm and under his left eye he is a mostly normal arctic fox.

(Dark Form) Build: After his intense training he has permanently grown 5 inches taller and weighs in at 225 lbs pound for pound though it is all muscle. during transformation though he comes in over 7'. His muscles do not grow in size as they'd slow him down, but instead his muscles become dense and hard almost like solid stone. His fur is as black as night and his eyes have changed to have no pupils or iris. He also has sprouted 8 additional tails.

Background: His name though not an indian did have a meaning. It was given to him by a wandering traveler as he was running from his tribe. Kuroppoi Tenshi. "Dark Angel" The fox wasn't just the same normal fox that pads into the park. He is a special kind of fox. He is an arctic fox, but one of the strangest decent. He came from far up north and lived only among the strictest of tribes unfortunately...As a small cub the fox was strictly and vigorously trained in many forms of martial arts much like the Human warriors called "Spartans" in ancient times.When he didn't meet the expectations of his tribal leads there would be strong beatings and days without provided food. This made him learn to hunt and to endure the harsh winters of the Arctic circle. Though they can not be seen he has deep and terrible scars on his chest, his back, his legs, and his arms. This went on for several years and into his teens he had formulated a plan though. Every year there were several that grew old enough to take a test. This was a test of adulthood. To see if one could make it on their on own, to have a mate, raise a family. This fight to him though would almost be considered a mark of shame to him. he was considered the weakling, the runt of the litter, the disappointment. Through all his time without being granted food he had grown very expertise with a knife, a bow and his bare hands. This fight he knew was not against his friends but against his elder the one that sent him into those seclusion, the one that struck the whip or blade. During his fight he took aim not at one of his friends but at the tribe elder. The other adults fearing that the death of the elder would throw things into the fray they tried to leap to save him but the arrow caught bu a lucky gust of wind and struck him down. Knowing what he did he did only thing he knew he could. He ran. He ran til his legs gave out and his lungs burned with fire. He ran north through the frozen tundra to the Bering Strait.

(Dark Form) Background: Having been branded a traitor he knew he couldn't go back. He took to the Bering Strait he hoped he could find a way across the frozen gap to Russia. He was lucky enough to find safe passage on a ship to the other side. Having only heard of tales about the Land of the Dragon to the South he departed hoping maybe to find some form of acceptance. He found it. The world was modernizing, but there were still those that dealt in that of the ancient ways of the Samurai. He found a dojo at first he wasn't accepted in because they felt that a traitor had no place with them. He was persistent though he did the menial chores around the area doing his very best to redeem himself in their eyes. It wasn't until the great invasion that he proved himself by not only saving the grand sensai, but also his family. He was brought in and was quickly taught in traditional arts, but the sensai saw that he excelled at these and took him for private training. Here he learned that his darkest days, his distraught past and tormented body could be harnessed into a weapon. He grew slightly taller during these years stronger harder and tighter faster and all around more dominant. He struggled as the training at one point almost destroyed his body. But he mastered it. In this heightened form he was able to turn his soft white fur into a deep thick black fur that. His eyes turned from a pale green to white almost like he didn't have any pupils. His ability with the sword, his speed and endurance are also heightened in this form. However, there is a downside. He can only sustain this form for about 17 minutes. Any longer than that at this time would kill him outright. After completing his training with his sensai he went on his way back toward the states but migrated south.

Equipment (Normal and Dark): Homemade bow made from bamboo. Arrows forged of steel from the great mills of China. A deer antler knife(kept only for sentimental value.) A personalized katana forged with molten and blood diamonds laid into the steel blade to help bring out the color and to help strengthen it. Loincloth(Normal only). Samurai armor and Anbu mask (dark only).

Relationships (He will take more than one.): Leopardmon(mate), Crystalies(mate)

Enemies:

Close friends:

OOC Traits: Ok so I get distracted a lot. Please don't hold that against me I try to do like 5 things at once. That doesn't mean I'm not interested in the scene that I'm involved in. It just means that I'm trying to get things done around my house. I'll get back to you as soon as I can. I also respond very quickly when I do respond. Average post is about 3 lines long but they show up really quickly. I'm a really playful but shy guy. I like to be approached first rather than just running out and saying "hi" and then getting smacked for interrupting. (<- Fact it has happened on here....long ago...i don't wanna talk about it...) You'll only really piss me off if you don't respect who I am or who my character is (unless its an unwilling scene). So other than that pounce and nom away all you creatures of mystery.

In character traits: Expertise with long bow, knife, katana, and some forms of martial arts. Can transform to dark form, but can only sustain for 17 minutes. Has high amounts of endurance, speed and strength both from childhood training and samurai training. Not to mention the hardships of old clan and the frozen tundra. Is poofy during the winter no matter what form and sleek and shiny during the summer. Hasn't learned any of the other dark arts besides transforming but is willing to and eager to learn.


Upgrades: Has gained a blood mark on neck thanks to _foxy_ and can now learn stronger dark forms of magic and has recently learned to heal wounds.

Alt forms: Gained the ability to change into a shemale at will thanks to Viaanaa.

Alts:Silverpaw