Geoffrey

Elia and Moira (Sisters)

Frazier (Brother)

Aethelynda and Taz (Half-Siblings)

Reed, Juniper, and Mason (Nephews)

Nadia (Niece)

## Application Sheet

Geoffrey was a pale sandy-brown male with copper-brown eyes. Born the youngest son, and runt of the litter, to his parents Gregor and Mona, Geoffrey was born and raised in Chandor alongside his siblings Frazier, Moira, and Elia. He eventually vanished from the Domain, chasing a wolf he'd found named Fatou. He was designed by fairytalekitty, and created and RP'd by MatrixPotato.

## Personality

* ***Skittish and Anxious.*** Geoffrey is incredibly jumpy. Even the slightest unexpected touch or sound can send him five feet into the air with a yelp! When meeting others for the first time, he will often freeze up and have a hard time introducing himself- or saying anything at all really. Geo is also constantly uneasy; about what? Anything and everything. If an outcome is uncertain or there is a negative side to a circumstance, he will stay up late worrying about what could happen and how the world as they know it could be DOOMED. Now that he is a little older, Geo is not quite as skittish as he was as a pup. However, he still retains a good bit of fear and anxiety that rival his packmates.
* ***Cowardly and Faint-Hearted.*** To put it simply, Geoffrey is a spineless sissy. He is terribly afraid of everything and everyone that he doesn't know, so much to the point that he will become immobile. He will always choose flight rather than fight, even if the confrontation could be solved with a simple conversation. What might seem like a harmless prank to most would be a traumatic event for little Geo, usually ending in a fit of tears and whimpering. What Geoffrey hates the most about himself is that when he's afraid, he can't control himself; if he's put in a frightening situation, he will run away no matter what, even if his family is in danger. Although Geo is still very cowardly, he is constantly trying to better himself and become braver, even if he fails 90% of the time.
* ***Naive and Gullible:*** Perhaps stemming from his young age, Geoffrey is rather innocent. He doesn't understand adult jokes and has a tendency to believe whatever he's told, no matter who told it to him. For this reason, he's unsure of what is true and what isn't and spends most of his time with his face scrunched in thought, trying to figure out what's what.
* ***Ungainly and Awkward**.* Mostly due to his long legs, Geoffrey is not the most graceful of wolves. He tends to trip over his own paws and make a fool of himself. Not only is he awkward in movement, but Geo is also quite awkward in speech. He isn't dumb or slow, but sometimes his words are slurred due to his snaggleteeth. Because of his teeth, he salivates more than normal and is constantly licking his lips.
* ***Honest and Sincere.*** Although Geo is a skittish little runt, when he's comfortable enough around you, he will be very open and honest. Because he's so gullible, he doesn't like lies and holds fast to his morals about it, vowing to never tell a lie, even if he might get in trouble for the truth.
* ***Curious and Inquisitive**.* When he isn't crippled by fear, Geoffrey enjoys learning and hearing others' wisdom. He soaks up all information like a sponge, so be careful what you say around him. If he's confused and not scared speechless, he will ask question after question until he feels satisfied with knowing all there is to know!
* ***Gentle and Kind.*** Like most beings who are picked on, Geoffrey has learned to be kind, even to those who bully him. He does not hold grudges and is rather forgiving. He tends to be very passive; if there's conflict Geo would rather stay neutral or avoid it altogether, so as to keep the peace.
* ***Imaginative and Creative:*** Probably Geoffrey's most unexpected and rarely seen characteristic is his creativity. He has an incredible imagination, often being both good or bad depending on the situation. Geoffrey's mind works quite differently than everyone else's. He may see something and have a million thoughts or ideas about it when it really is only just a stick to any other wolf.

## Pre-Group History

Geoffrey was born the runt to former alpha Gregor and his new mate, Mona, alongside his siblings Frazier, Elia, and Moira. He had several half-siblings he'd never know via his father, as well as a half-sister Aethelynda, half-brother Taz, and a niece and nephews - Reed, Juniper, Mason, and Nadia. These would ultimately be the wolves he trusted the most - though his parents and Nadia were the wolves he was safest with.

## Group History

From the outset, Geoffrey was a scrawny, nervous pup. His (adult) family worked hard to try and get him to overcome his near-disabling fear of most things, as well as a persistent lisp the poor lad dealt with. His siblings were less patient with him - or, at least, Elia was less patient. She often picked on his lisp and anxiety, and was a troubling, teething nightmare for little Geo to deal with. But Frazier always had a good relationship with his brother.

Nadia encouraged Geo to leave the den from time to time, inviting him to spend time with her outdoors, and complimenting his efforts. His father Gregor tried to encourage him, too, offering the comfort of wisdom and experience to his young son, such as when a mild earthquake rumbled through the territory.

Chandorians wondered what would happen to Geoffrey, if he'd ever be able to overcome his fears and join the pack. It took time, and effort, but as he became a juvenile, he began to explore a bit more outside of the camp, and get lessons in skills like hunting. Juniper tried teaching his little uncle how to fish, hoping that it would bring to him the same level of peace *he* experienced when fishing. These efforts were met with some success - they did manage to catch a few fish, though it didn't seem to help Geoffrey calm down much.

Geoffrey felt a great deal of sorrow when family members left the pack; his sisters, Moira and Elia, both left as young adults, and Geo missed his older nephew, Reed, when he left as well. It strengthened the relationship between him and his only remaining sibling, Frazier. No matter what happened with his siblings, and niece and nephews, Reed, Nadia, and Juniper, Geoffrey always felt that his parents would never abandon him. He loved his parents more than anything in the world, more than life itself.

Gregor and Mona were *studiously* patient and encouraging with their little son. Gregor taught his son how to hunt land-prey, much as Juniper had taught him fishing. With their patience, Geo was able to become a decent hunter. He tried to push himself to make friends and explore further and further from camp - one day, he pushed himself to reach the border, where he met a highly aggressive loner. Fortunately for Geo, Shoshana arrived to rescue him, and the pair became friends, talking about the stars and learning new things.

*One day, while Geoffrey was out picking herbs at the edge of the territory (a place he rarely went, because one often met strange wolves at the border, and that was quite scary), he noticed a body lying in the dirt. At first, he prickled and tucked his tail, readying to run. But when he saw its stomach rise and fall, he knew they were alive. He approached and found it to be a tan she-wolf; she had terrible wounds across her face and hindquarters. She was clutching a pawful of purple flowers; echinacea, something Geoffrey knew instantly. With only a moments hesitation, Geoffrey hoisted the wolf onto his back and dragged her back to the healers den. He told the others he would care for her, since he brought her there, she was his responsibility. She had a fever from an infection and so he had to work diligently and around the clock to keep her from succumbing to it. He patched up her wounds and brought her water every few hours. When she was lucid enough to open her eyes, he asked her name. Fatou, she said. After a few more days, she was well enough, walking and speaking on her own. There was something odd about her; she didn't look anyone in the eye. Geoffrey felt weird asking, but he finally got up the courage to ask about her eyes. She explained that she was blind and the injuries he helped heal were from a bear that stole her meal. Geoffrey was stunned. A blind wolf fighting a bear! Even in his wildest imagination, he'd never thought it possible. In fact, it wasn't possible, she nearly died. Of course, Fatou didn't see it that way, and the next day she made a quick getaway. When Geoffrey returned to see her gone, he freaked out. She wasn't totally healed and he feared for her life. He wasn't one for tracking, but he followed her trail to the edge of the territory. When it crossed outside of it, something in him switched. He'd seen other wolves hurt before, not unlike she had been. But the blindness...Surely she'd die on her own. The fear crept back into Geoffrey, but this time it wasn't for him. Images of Fatou slipping, falling, or getting ambushed by another animal entered his mind and before he knew it, he was running after her. For the first time in his life, he left the only territory he'd ever wandered, ever known. Inside, his anxiety and fear were screaming at him to go home. His legs shook as he ran, but he didn't stop, couldn't stop.*

*Suddenly, instead of running, he was falling. He fell deep into a pit and hit the ground with a thud and a crack. Thankfully, the crack was not from him, but from dried animal bones he had landed on. The sight sent him into the air with a yelp. After he had time to calm down, Geoffrey realized he'd fallen into a cavern of some kind. A tunnel was his only way out, and so with shaking legs, he ventured forth. It took him a while, and he nearly hyperventilated twice, but he managed to find his way back to the surface. Once out, however, Geoffrey suddenly realized he was utter and completely lost. He couldn't smell Chandor anymore, couldn't remember which way he had come from. For a moment, the fear and anxiety gripped him. His vision blurred and he stumbled onto the ground, shaking with tears streaming down his face. He was lost- all alone. His family couldn't help him now. This wasn't some childhood fear, like when he'd gotten lost during a game of hide and seek at home. No- he was really lost. His breathing quickened and he put his paws over his face. He didn't know how long he stayed there, crying and feeling as if the world was closing in on him; his side hurt from the fall too. A small voice in his mind told him to get up- and for once, he listened to it. Sitting up and wiping away his tears, Geoffrey took a deep breath in- and smelled something familiar. He sprang to his feet so fast he nerely fell over again. It was Fatou! He could smell her! Maybe if he could find her, he could convince her to come back to Chandor- or, help him find his way back...Maybe. Either way, she was his only option. So he ran after her, once again.*

## Trivia

* Geoffrey tried, as a youngster, to overcome his lisp, but eventually gave up and accepted this flaw in his way of speaking. Every now and again, though, a little voice in his head scorns him for being unable to speak properly.
* Geoffrey easily got overwhelmed talking to wolves outside of his family, and even with some members of his extended family (like Taz) he would overthink his interactions and panic before actually mustering up the courage to go speak to them.
* Geo has *severe* allergies in the springtime.

## Quotes

* "Motht people don't really notithe the starth 'cauthe they're tho buthy looking forward or looking behind them. I mean, it'th good to look behind you tho you're not being followed or thomething bad like that, but I think thtarth are really important. I heard that thome wolveth uthe the tharth for navigathion tho they don't get lotht, or a way to keep track of time. OH and they even uthe them to tell the future! Ithn't that *tho cool!?"* (to Shoshana, *Shoshana Saves Geoffrey's Butt*)
	+ *Most people don't really notice the stars, 'cuz they're so busy looking forward or looking behind them. I mean, it's good to look behind you so you're not being followed or something bad like that, but I think stars are really important. I heard that some wolves use the stars for navigation so they don't get lost, or a way to keep track of time. OH and they even use them to tell the future! Isn't that* so cool?!" (translation)

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