Zaski

[&]Name/Alias: Skye
[&]Age: 24
[&]Experience:
[&]How You Found Us?: see Shinepelt
[&]Member Title: Pony Warrior
[&]In the event of unexplained inactivity, should we kill off or adopt out your character?: Kill/go missing if appropriate


[&]Full Name: Zaski (pronounced Zahs-ski)
[&]Soul Name: N/A
[&]Tribe: Plainsrunner, Sunfolk origin
[&]Age: Adult, 539
[&]Gender: Male

[&]List Of Personality:
+/- Fiesty and fiery, passionate
- Whiplash temper, lashes out and takes a while to simmer back down
+ Likes what he likes and has no shame about it
- Pretty much never lets anything go; remembers slights for years
+ Very focused when going after something he wants (furmates, prey..)
+/- Tends not to get emotionally involved with people (this includes friends)
+ Generally unbiased towards people; gives everyone a chance (until they piss him off)
- Very low self-confidence
+ Very tender and attentive in the furs, which comes as a surprise to some of his lovemates

[&]Skills other than Sending?: (Magical abilities or weapon proficiency.)
Sending (average)
Rockshaping (strong/poor control)
Hunting (bolas, above average; knife, below average)
Cooking (poor)
Guarding (poor)
Fighting (on foot, average; pony-back, good)
Tracking (poor)
Throwing (above average)
Riding (excellent)
Metal-working (average)
Weapons:
- bolas (good)
- atl-atl (average)
- knife (poor)

[&]Likes/Dislikes:
+ Casual flings
+ Working with metal; one of the few things that calms him
+ Rowdy parties
+ Artfully crafted clothing
- People who think they’re better than him
- Being woken up
- Thunderstorms
- Sleeping alone

[&]Family:
Father: Osrin (deceased)
Mother: Poura (deceased)
Siblings: Namid (younger sister)
Lovemates: Nivali (past), Ava

[&]History: Willful and loud from the word go, Zaski has never been what one would call subtle. More than a handful and a half, he proved the adage that it takes a village to raise a child. When his younger sister was born, he became the absolute picture of a sullen teenager, temper lashing out. His jealousy at the younger elf's love from his parents was palpable, though they did what they could to help him feel loved. As Namid got older, he became much closer to her, fiercely protective even when he felt annoyed by her. One ill fated day, while out gathering, their parents stumbled across a plains lion litter; the mother lion protected her children fiercely, and by the time the rescue party could answer their frantic sends, it was a lost cause. When their parents died, the siblings bonded heavily over their shared grief, and it broke his heart not to be able to draw her out of her shell. This did nothing to help his temper.

As he got older, he began looking up to Blackash, as he admired his level-headed demeanor. He aspired to be just like the Firekeeper one day, but could never seem to keep control of himself enough to be like his elder. He developed a knack for riding the ponies as well as a finesse with the bolas that startled but pleased him. While he was never quite as good as others in the tribe, Zaski often found a calm center when working with metal, and still tinkers occasionally.

Nivali, though not the first of his lovers, was definitely one he kept to longest. In fact, there was a time where it seemed as though Zaski shared his furs exclusively with her. Much changed about his expression of self when Nivali Recognized Slate. They stopped sharing furs, and Zaski went from being excessively passionate to volatile. He began holding grudges and taking every little slight to heart, regardless of how unintentional. It was about this time that his magic began to surface, but something keeps him from being able to master it, or even use it reliably.

When the tribes split, he was visibly torn. Eventually, he chose to go rather than stay, and he still claims that this decision was made because he did not agree with the choices that had been made by their old tribe, and that he would follow Blackash anywhere. He still avoids Nivali, and while he is kind and generally compassionate to Nyota, there is an awkwardness to his interactions with his old love-mate’s child.

[&]Often seen wearing: Dark wine colors, like maroon and burgandy; loose, comfortable pants (full length for cooler weather, knee-length for warm), hooded vest, sandals
[&]Body: Skin is the shade of dark cinnamon; nose is kind of hawkish, wide brow, firm jaw
[&]Height/Build: Well-muscled shoulders and torso, slender hips, calloused hands; about 3’8”
[&]Hair: Lanky, shoulder-length black hair, usually left loose, except for the pieces by his face which he keeps braided back and pinned behind his head.
[&]Eyes: Almond-shaped, pale blue-green, very long lashes
[&]Picture: (Optional. Small size, please.)

[&]Bonded animal: Socks, a smart, willful dun mare with black socks on all four feet. Thoroughly enjoys being groomed and has a surprising tolerance of the jackwolves.
[&]Bond age 3