Dare

## Application Sheet

Dare was a brown-furred wolf with orange eyes. Originally, Dare entered the Domain as a member of Damasca, where he served as a Ravager. When the leader, Vargas, moved the pack out of the Domain, Dare left as well, only to return over a year later to find a home in Chandor. He served his pack well through the Hive Wars, as a Bear Totem, and grew to be very close to Nadia - only to ultimately leave her and the pack behind after the Hive Wars concluded. Dare was created and RP'd by SpookyWonders.

## Personality

[Impulsive] [Ambitious] [Candid] [Compassionate] [Perplexing] [Fastidious] [Amiable] [Ethical] [Grating] [Composed] [Wounded] [Appealing]

Knowledgeable and experienced, Dare is very capable of controlling his emotions and remaining calm in various situations. As such, he isn’t one to get into a quick fight over petty arrangements, even when pushed, he will normally walk away. However, if he is provoked or pushed to his limits, he’ll lash out on just about anyone. For, once you’re on his bad side, the chances of him snapping at you can occur with minimal effort from the other party’s doing. These actions can come across in firm orders, harsh words and if necessary sharp bites. While he can be harsh, a sense of principles does sway his judgement when what is morally right comes into play. He is for the most part, always straightforward, preferring to say what needs to be said and be done with it. For Dare isn’t one for surprises, he likes things to be aired out in the open no matter how uncomfortable that can be. Having an attention to detail and the accuracy of one’s words, especially when judging their character or relying on their performance in collaboration.

While Dare is very mature for his age, that’s not to say there isn’t moments where his youthfulness doesn’t show. Dare is more of a leap first, think later kind of guy and when some situations call for quick decisions he gains a ‘screw it’ attitude. Letting his natural instinct take over, whether it be in the right direction or the wrong one. He’s quite defiant in his decision making process as well, once his mind is made up that’s what he’s sticking too. Which is a role that plays into his ambitious nature, when Dare has a goal set on something he won’t stop until he has succeeded. The determination he holds over this strong desire to succeed can be at times dangerous to both himself and others around him. Overall, it can be a trait that makes him reliable and assured when being given a task at hand.

Previous circumstances have put Dare through a wounded predicament, leaving him at times troubled in the wee small hours of the morning. That’s the time he is able to lie awake and have his past come back to haunt his mind. Even so, it doesn’t harden his interior, in fact, he remains concerned for others. Believing no-one should be put in a place where wolves who are supposed to be friends should betray them. Therefore, he is always sensitive to one’s feelings, which at times others might find perplexing when given knowledge regarding his history. Yet, he doesn’t waver and is a class act in trying to portray himself in a manner that has as much gentlemanly pleasant charm as possible.

## Pre-Group History

Dare had the perfect life, each moment being planned and précised, carefully structured to protect his high class lineage. Although his lineage was considered high class from his father’s side, the blood from his mother’s held a different story. Dare was the product of an affair his mother had produced to ween her way into the higher status of the pack’s society. He was a bastard non the less, but a bastard with power. His father was the second born son of the pack’s Alpha pair, surprisingly the most level-headed between his bunch of four brothers. Although his need to explore had gotten him caught under the spell of Dare’s mother. As, having an established mate at the time, his father knew that he was in deep trouble, but his lustful temptation got the better of him. Thus, Dare and his two younger siblings were created and the first possible heirs of the throne to be born. As his father’s oldest brother, who was in line to take the throne was unable to bear any pups.

Raised thoroughly by both of his parents and conditioned alongside his siblings. For, being possible heirs to the throne they were all raised in the court mannerisms of high-politics and principles. However, there was always a fire within Dare containing the longing to explore-to be more than just a part of some big plan. He simply wanted to be himself, free to trust in his heart and create a destiny that held a different path. However, dreams were simply that, just dreams for the young prince. For a kingdom required order and with that order came strict rules and restrictions that he was forced to uphold. It wasn’t until he grew older did he fully challenge these rules at every turn, the fire within him burning brighter. As a life had been laid down before him, a life that controlled: how he acted, whom he married, whom he could be seen with and even where he roamed. This life was none worth living and so he devised a plan to leave with the wolves who had served alongside him in his packs protection force. Although what he didn’t know was that his ‘comrades in arms’ were no more friends than they were soldiers. They resented the prince, who they deemed had a life and power any wolf would dream of having. Therefore, the night they had gathered to meet for his escape was diligently chosen to be at the top of Widow’s Peak. A cliff overlooking the land and met with the flowing water of a river below.

Once they were all gathered, Dare had taken a last passing glance to view his homeland. This is where they took the open opportunity to hit their mark and with one firm push they succeeded. Blindsided, all Dare knew was a jolt of pain had struck through him, followed by a loss of breath and bracing paws no longer touching solid rock. Everything had happened in seconds, leaving him with no time to process his situation. For he was quickly plummeted into the depths of the cold water below, the only thing on his mind being dry land. Dare wasn’t the best swimmer, but he tried as much as he could to reach the shore. However, with the increasing approach of a waterfall, the pulling force of the current was too much for him. And as a result, he was quickly swept under with a spell of darkness finally consuming him. Making him go limb, while his body was just idly pulled down by the depths of waterfall. The gods favor must have been in his grasp that day it, for shortly after the fall, the current had softened and his body was calmly pulled to the shallow banks of the water.

When Dare had first awoken in the bright light of this new unfamiliar place, the first thing that hit him was the subtle scent of his wolf comrades. Yet, there were none in sight, leaving him with a sense of confusion. Although that state didn’t seem to last for long, as when he motioned to rise on all fours, he was hit with a wave of immense pain. The pain itself appeared to be coming from his left side, and surely enough he noticed the raw damage. After a moment, sudden flashes began to strike throughout his mind. Detailed moments of his life, his fall and even his name, all hit him at once. So overwhelmingly so that he fell back into the floor he had woken up on. Feeling slight stings here and there from his aching side as he slowly moved about. He didn’t know how long he had stayed laying there, but once he had come back to reality it was dark. Even his body had sunk into the moist sediment the lay beneath him, taking every ounce of what little strength he had to remove himself completely. Once he was fully removed Dare didn’t make it much further, choosing to lazily sit just a few meters ahead on dry land. All he could do was think, run his mind over everything he saw, felt and heard in those visions. Returning to that same sunken place as before, Dare sat in complete silence for the remainder of the night.

The next morning, he was left to wander aimlessly through the Domain, where he would continue to do so for about a year. Until he stumbled upon a pack known as Damasca, it was there he gathered himself and set his sights on becoming the wolf he chooses to be.

## Group History

DAMASCA TIME.

He arrived at a strange time for Chandor. They had just lost one of their Elk Totems, Tieru, and were in grieving. Sensing the alpha, Nadia, was deeply upset, he offered her his company, which she was very appreciative for. Her loss was a blow to the pack, especially considering the strife they were facing with strangers later dubbed the Hive. They made it difficult to traverse the territory, and the pack's hunters and healers often requested the company of Bear Totems, like Dare, to travel with them for protection. Andi once asked his assistance, and they discovered corpses left behind by the Hive, as a sign of things to come. They buried the carcasses quickly, despite it being an unpleasant task.

In the summer, attacks directly upon the Chandorians started to occur. After one such attack, Dare approached the wounded Logos, along with Navindru and Polarstag, to chat about current happenings. Though he tried to keep the mood light, there was a sense of gloom. Between the Hive attack and the temper tantrum thrown by Rajbera, which caused her to leave Chandor, there wasn't much to celebrate, no matter how Dare wished it. He also faced a lot of tension from Arcuza, who judged him harshly for being a Damascan. She had every reason to hate Damasca - they'd attacked her and Tieru several seasons prior - but Dare tried to insist he was Chandorian now, and they were packmates. She wanted *nothing* to do with him, and stalked off, calling him "filth".

Sometimes he needed to get away from the gloom of adult packmates and enjoy some carefree fun, mostly with the youngest members of the pack - pup Faucon, for instance, was super excited to share her bugs with him! Dare also told spooky stories to her and her siblings, Ataw and Eustace, on the cold days in Chandor, when the wind rattled the branches and gave a mood of suspense to the stories.

He would come back to engage with Arcuza when the two went on a scouting mission with Logos and Navindru. They were tallying the elk herd population, when they stumbled upon the ravaged body of a loner, killed by the Hive. As they moved to bury it, however, they were discovered by two Hive wolves, intent on taking more life. Arcuza and Dare fought fiercely to protect their packmates, though Navindru would take several injuries in the process.

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## Trivia

* He sports large paws with pads that are unusually rough. His tail is skinny and quite on the shorter end, in terms of length.
* The nickname Rock was given to him and commonly used among peers because it symbolized the rock hard head he had when it came to doing one of his reckless antics.
* For a large wolf he is pretty light on his feet.
* When he was a reckless pup, he had gotten too close to a territorial stag and ended up getting chased by it. The experience nearly cost him his life and has since caused him to be weary around those beasts.
* Due to his past injury, Dare favors his left side from time to time.
	+ Beneath his slim coat lay a few heavy scars from the sharp rocks that had cut him during his fall.

## Quotes

* “You’re playing an idiot’s game. Choosing to fight with your own pack...you wanna sit here and shout meaningless words, do it. It won’t change the fact that I’m a Chandorian or that Rajbera is gone.” (to Arcuza, *Ignorance is Bliss*)

## External Links

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