Ian

Unnamed Child (NPC, deceased)

Bull (Father, NPC)

Lucky and Fortune (Brothers, NPCs)

Nach (Bond-Father)

## Application Sheet

Ian was a brown, red, and white-furred male wolf with terracotta orange eyes. He served Fellfang as one of Jarl Lincoln's Thanes, a proud Vanguard. He fathered three pups with Soulstorm as part of a deal between the two, and was not revealed as their father at any point. Only two of the pups survived infancy - Ezekiel and Solstice - for Soulstorm sacrificed the third to her gods. Ian devotedly continues to serve his pack, alongside his mate, Khalua. He was created and RP'd by SaskedieJagerin.

## **Personality**

* ***Courageous*.** Ian is a brave wolf or at least he tries to be. Even if he may be afraid, he would always step in if he thinks it's right and he will always try to overcome what is blocking him. He is not a fearless wolf, mind you, he is as afraid of things and situations as anyone else, but he still has a spark inside him that gives him a spirit of bravery that he shows when it's needed, usually if there is some injustice that he really can't stand. No matter the consequences, if Ian thinks it's the right thing to do, he won't hesitate to take action.
* ***Reliable*.** Being a loyal wolf makes him also very reliable. If you need to vent, if you need to share something with someone, go to him, he won’t judge you and he would never give away what you’ve just told him, his lips are locked. You can tell him everything you want, a complete story or just part of it, if you don’t want to say anything or anything more, he sure won’t force you. Ian really gives a feeling of reassurance while talking with him. Also, if you ever need a hand in doing something, or simply if you want to share his company for a walk or a hunt, don’t be afraid to ask, he’ll always be happy to be useful or to share some time together. You saw a nice deer and ask for his help? No problem! You feel lonely/anxious/whatever and long for some company? He’d be more than glad to be of some help to cheer you up. You need to hide a corpse? Well, there he is, go ask him, you sure won’t get a no for answer!
* ***Genuine*.** All this care for the others might lead to think that there are second goals on Ian’s mind, acting like a good guy to others in order to get something in exchange, some kind of favoritism, maybe some food or who knows what. Well, this is where you’re wrong. Ian does what he does and acts like he acts absolutely genuinely, he would never think to look nice only to ask for something or to blackmail someone.
* ***Thoughtful*.** Unfortunately this is not connected to his impulsive personality, as if he were as thoughtful about his impulsive actions as he is about everything, then he wouldn't be as daring as he is. No, he spends a lot of time to think about, well, everything, even things that shouldn't bother him in the slightest, about the weather, about the preys, about other packs, himself, about his packmates' opinion of him, about his past. This especially when he's on his own, as a way to keep himself some company. How to notice when he's overthinking? Just look at him, Ian would probably have a thoughtful face, with narrowed brows and, if after a while, he closes his eyes and sighs, gotcha! You just caught him thinking, or better, overthinking and exaggerating the thought, about who knows what.
* ***Self Critical*.** Being so supportive and positive towards other doesn’t imply himself too. Ian is quite never satisfied of what he does and always believes that he could have done better, not realizing why he didn’t, even if what he did was absolutely fine and there was no reason to be so hard on himself. He knows that there’s a limit he can reach with his actions or behavior but doesn’t realize where this limit is or, most of the time, that he has already gotten to it. He always seeks for reassurance that what he did was actually good and that he should be proud of himself.
* ***Suspicious*.** The reign of terror that Valda and Durzin built, took a tool on Ian, despite the scars he received from lone wolves that wanted to get revenge from one of the raids Valda had ordered against rogues, Ian became much, much suspicious and paranoid about the whole situation. Always alert, always thinking that somehow, even if she was exiled and never seen again, Valda might be planning a comeback and might be still watching the pack. The vixen is, unfortunately, still in his thoughts almost all the time and to try to empty his head, Ian pushes himself into endless patrols inside the territory but especially near the border, as an act of control, to try to keep always an eye on suspicious creatures that might be working for her.

## Pre-Group History

Ian’s parents were a couple of loners, originally from different packs, that left their home places to live together. They had plans to build a pack of their own, this had always been his father's dream and with his mother, Demetra, already pregnant they hoped that this little dream of theirs would soon come reality. His father scouted around the small piece of land they chose to be their territory, seeking for other loners that maybe wanted to join them, after all they both had a very open mind and were sure that, maybe not all of them, but many of the loners around wanted to be part of a pack, part of a family and so he thought that he could try to invite some of the ones he met. Unfortunately this was his mistake. Around the same time he and Demetra arrived there, a more numerous pack did the same and claimed the territory. When Ian’s father encountered a patrol of this pack, things didn’t end well. Despite his efforts to talk it out, to find a way to coexist pacifically the patrol, led by the alpha, didn’t want to hear any explanation, any excuse and executed him immediately.

Of course, led by the explanation given by Ian’s father (“Please, my mate is expecting, we can leave the territory to you, we will depart this instant”) the group immediately tracked down Demetra and were to end her as well when one of the wolves in the patrol, probably the oldest of them, explained to the alpha why he should have spared her, that after all, they were in need of new elements if they wanted to be a massive and powerful pack, in order to protect and defend themselves from other rivals. The alpha and the others reluctantly agreed, agreeing with the fact that more elements under their rule meant more power. Demetra was escorted to their camp, not without the “help” of biting and hard shoving.

Ian was born among this pack, with other two siblings next to him. He was the biggest of the three, Felix was his name, and the other two were extremely small, Demetra knew they wouldn’t survive yet she believed with all her strength that all three could make it. She named them all after luck and fortune, hoping that these names would help them get through life: aside from Felix, the other two were named Lucky and Fortune. Unfortunately for her, as the last one arrived, she got to eat after all the pack, despite having newborn pups, and became extremely thin, her milk wasn’t enough for three thus, after less than a week, Lucky and Fortune, the two smallest ones, perished and Ian had a really hard time holding on with so little nourishment but he managed and survived. The pack was extremely violent and rude towards Demetra but seemed to at least tolerate him, scolding and pinning him down if he ever did something wrong, the other pups, just a couple of months older than him, were a little better than the adults, there was a competition between all of them to impress the adults and Ian averagely tried his best to fit into the pack. However, at some point, he couldn’t not avoid noticing how his mother was always covered in scratches and bites, sometimes superficial and light, other times deep and bloody. Demetra simply said that they were accidents during hunting but it was hard to believe it. Ian began to pay attention to what his mother did but mostly, how the others around her acted: for some reasons, they kept nipping, biting and shoving her off, resulting in wounds more or less deep. Being the last in the pack’s hierarchy, she was the target of all their lashing, of all their problems and Demetra could do anything but bow her head and accept all these abuses. The only one that never laid a paw on her if not to help her was the elder that changed the alpha’s mind about sparing her. He seemed to be different from the others and didn’t share all their violent ideas. He had been her only support and friend inside that nightmare she was living.

If Ian was at first neutral about the pack, he became suspicious and rather bitter for what they kept doing to his mother and developed a high and trusty spirit of observation. He wanted to leave with his mother as he understood that life for her here was unbearable, maybe he would have had a chance but seeing Demetra being constantly bullied was something he just couldn’t accept. Slowly and silently, he began to think of a way to escape, both he and his mother. He acted completely normal around the rest of the pack but felt really disgusted by their behavior, noticing day after day in what kind of twisted and sadistic world he was growing, at the time, too naïve to understand. His plans, however, were destined to fail. His mother found herself in the wrong place at the wrong time and ended up with a very bad slash on her side. Ian could see the white of the bones that were her ribs. He brought her to the elder wolf, sure that he would tend Demetra’s wounds this time as well but had to face the hard reality: the gash was too deep to be healed and she was losing blood considerably. Ian didn’t want to give up on her but she forced him to face reality and told him to leave without her, her death would have put him in the lowest step thus all her abuses would become his. The elder wolf confirmed this and he too urged Ian to leave. Glancing one last time at his dying mother, he left. In pain for his loss, in a moment of anger, he buried his birth name and chose another. How could he wear a name that meant happiness and luck when everything that made him so had just been taken away from him? Ian wandered around for a while, hoping to live as a loner, fearing to encounter either his old pack mates or new ones that would turn out exactly like the ones he left. But he soon realized that bring alone isn’t the right path for him thus he began to seek for a new place where he could finally feel home. But where was it? The path were he was walking only seemed to bring him straight into loneliness, starvation and madness. Wait. What were the elder and his mother talking about that one evening? Packs of wolves in a territory far from here where life would have been easier. Was it true? Could it be true?

Ian, now happy in Fellfang, has recently discovered thanks to the elder wolf from his birth pack that he found around Fellfang's borders, that everything he knew regarding his birth and parents is a lie. His parents were treacherous wolves who tried to overthrow the alpha of their old pack but failed, being forced to flee. Bull, Ian's father, mated with many female loners since Demetra couldn't bear pups and he had a low fertility. The only one of their victims that bore a pup was a petite brown and white female named Ellis, whom Bull killed while Demetra stole the pup and pretended for him to be her real son. Bull was later on killed like Ian knew and Demetra, after he left, on her death bed, confessed all of this to the elder wolf, Maple, who seeked Ian ever since and passed peacefully after he managed to reveal the truth to the Fellfangir. (see Felix? and Horror Story for more details)

Ian managed to overcome the revelation thanks to the closeness of his adopted family, his bondfather Nach to be precise and has estranged Bull and Demetra from his life.

## Trivia

* He has several scars from different events:
	+ The scars across his neck were from fighting against an outsider during Valda's reign of Fellfang; those on his left side were also from this fight.
	+ The scar on his right ankle was from breaking it while chasing Nysien from Fellfang territory.

## External Links

* Official Application Sheet
* SaskedieJagerin's deviantART Gallery