🌿Antichrist

╚Ts- In Memoriam ╗
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✶Antichrist is a large male with cropped fur and wooden beading around his ears and eyes, a pendant hangs low to his belly and he is surprisingly well built and enduring for being the pack's herbalist. His eyes are lifeless, but gentle. A sweetness to death.✶

While Exult does not take a liking to companions, Antichrist seemed to be a very special case.
His entrance into the world was not without it's scars. Exult murdered his mother on the grounds of that her children would doom the world; however out of warning for what trying to prevent this destiny would do to her, she split the poor mother in two and brutally delivered her son. A legacy on stained earth.

With a red mouth, the deity carried away his miscolored body and lay with the slime in a field full of fireflies; where she would let him nurse and gain the strength he needed to stay alive. Much like other children who Exult has saved with his nurturing, Antichrist was prone to develop strangely. As he grew, his pelt did not change color as with most other Dagari, instead remaining a strange, murkish grey.

As he opened his eyes, she was quick to wean him. Exult let him stay with her as she roamed. Antichrist's legs grew long and fast to keep up with her, though she would always slow if he were struggling. Not quite a mother, but for certain no stranger. He came to consider himself a ward to her, and a lucky one at that, for he was a great teacher of all of the world and it's injustices; curiosities, and wonders.

Antichrist never questioned his past, indeed only having eyes for the present, as Exult had raised him to seek. He is a gentle and worldly soul, though prone to fluctuating bouts of agoraphobia, which can make him hard to interact with outside of his duties.

Upon adolescence, he joined the Clan as a neophyte, and Exult trusted to leave him there. His journey with her was not over, but at a pause; as it was time for him to begin living as a normal wolf should. The wolf once predicted to end worlds was very shy and polite. He had few friends in the begenning; but grew to enjoy the company of the clan, and helping them when ailed. It was Strawberry Crush who employed him as the woundele heir; as Witching was bent on his daughter taking his place. Antichrist took up this responsibility with pride.

Meeting the other woundele neophyte seemed to leave something in him that nothing else yet had. When Hata rounded the ravine with her fleeted wolven paws and sharp eyes, he did not speak for several days. Any normal wolf of course; takes this as derogatory, however the young sap was simply lost in dreams.

He couldn't talk to Hata, which she shrugged off with stoic indifference at first, never stooping to cruelty or mockery, but as time went on she took to talking to him as though more talking to herself; knowing that he would never take back anything she said to their fellows. He loved her voice, watching attentively to every word. He wanted to tell her all of his secrets, all that he knew without words. At times, when they watched the stars to learn from them, he felt he had.
He was not much of an artist then, but as many isolated Iceclan wolves do; he took to literacy, and wrote about his admirations in secret.

He was still bent on his learnings, in turn teaching his new mentor much before he parted to the world after. Strawberry Crush was very proud to have his legacy lead on with this young wolf, and he was sure that Antichrist knew it, with a full heart. After his mentor's death, he took up this mantle with renewed focus, though his friend could not say the same. When Witching had died; Hata had failed to save or recover him, and it left her very distraught, leading her to give up his path. Antichrist was disappointed, but he understood and did his best to comfort her and stand with her as she took the wending trials of a regular neophyte; the beginning a new path.

Though close they were, this divergence and Antichrist's shyness meant he didnt confess until they were much older, and by then it was clear they were better for one another then they had begun. Hata's temper had abaited, and she matured and opened her mind. Antichrist in turn had grown; he had grown confident and sweet, letting a biting selfishness drop from his character. He came with Hata the night she became a Меньший, and they played and laughed in the rain, happy with their paths; and still together. The first words he ever spoke aloud to her were; "I love you."


also he cant see shit and hes basically blind and noseblind as hell and doesnt believe in god. silly guy.


⭐⭐Star Watcher: This wolf has a gifted sense of innate logical skill and knowledge. On bright nights, he feels lighter; bounding like a ghost flutters in the trees, as though the stars are calling him up to join them.

>> this song makes me shit my pants and cry btw banging my fist on the wall it's hella nostalgic idgaf if its christian music mwah