Kovax, The Wolverine

[kovax]

Your Info;
Your Name: Amanda or Dai ;3
Years Role-playing: Since I was 11; I'm 17 now :D
Other Characters: None, yet.

Character Info;
Characters Name: Kovax
Age: 47 Years
Race: Talking Wolverine
Male or Female: Male
Aslan or Witch's side: The White Witch

Personality:

Deceitful;; One should be very cautious when first meeting this brute. He can come off as the kind to be your best friend at first and end up backstabbing you later. Kovax is out for his survival and his survival only. If you're not an asset to his survival then know that he would give you up in a heartbeat. You'll find him on the side that he thinks has the best chances of winning.
Protective;; This trait is rarely seen in Kovax and is hard to uncover. Even though he may seem like the cold heartless type who's only out for himself, Kovax actually has a soft spot for the damsel in distress. He does not take kindly to those who pray on weak unprotected females.
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Description of Physical Being:

Build;; Overall Kovax has a stocky and muscular build. Being the maximum size of his kind, that of a medium dog, this wolverine is quite strong for his size. With a broad and rounded head, small black eyes, and short rounded black ears, he resembles a small bear. However, he has short legs which don't make him the fastest in Narnia, but this brute has great stamina. His large paws also make it much easier to travel across the snowy land of Narnia; a 15 mile trip could easily be done by this wolverine.

Fur;; Kovax has a thick coat that mostly consists of dark brown and black. However, a thin light cream color stripe runs from his shoulders, along his side, and stops at his rump. The cream color also resides right above his eyes, though it is a little dark in color, while the rest of his face is black. His chest also has tuffs of cream colored fur.

History:

My life in Narnia has been at most, pleasant. The day I was born was a cold icy winter day like any other; nothing special. My home was a small dug out den hidden in the snow that my father had picked out before leaving my mother. He had many other dames to attend to in his territory. I was the only kit from my mother's litter, so naturally I got everything I wanted. Sharing was not an issue when I was growing up and not just because I was an only kit, but simply because I didn't like to share. What's mine was mine.

Our life in the small snow den was good for the two years that I lived there, but it was uneventful and unsatisfying. Most of my time was spent looking for food and lurking about the forests of Narnia; again nothing special. My mother needed no taking care of; us wolverines are very capable of taking care of ourselves. So after two years I decided it was time to move on from her. The war that had been going on between Aslan and the White Witch seemed like the perfect chance to experience something new. I had heard many stories from my mother about the lion and the witch when I was younger. To be apart of something like a war was exciting to me in my younger years. So I picked the side that appealed the most to me.

My joining of the White Witch's army was merely a choice of impulse. She seemed to have the upper hand in the war and she had made it forever Winter in Narnia; a plus for a wolverine. There were many others who had joined her army as well for reasons of their own, but I simply wanted to fight, to destroy, and to survive. Youth made me brutal and reckless. My first year of joining the army was a tough one. I had gotten into many fights with others on the same side as me. Of course I never really considered them to be on the same side as me because I was on a side that no one else was on, my side, and no one could be trusted. That's still the case even now though. No one can be trusted; trust is for the weak.

The years I've spent in the Witch's army seem to be like the rest of my life; uneventful and unsatisfying. However, something has been getting my blood pumped and ready to fight. A feeling like something big is about to happen to the world of Narnia. Whatever it is though I'm ready for it. I've been waiting for this moment for years and now I can't wait to prove my worth in this army. I will survive this war and see to it that it stays Winter in Narnia forever.

Role-play Sample:
[Post from Trans<3]
My odd colored eyes opened unwillingly to the sunshine that poked into the small den that I called home. I tired my hardest to cover them with my paws to block out the rays, but they were persistent. Defeated, I slowly rose to my feet and shook off any dirt that might have planted itself on my bushy gray coat. I predicted that today was going to be like any other day for me; depressing and useless. Since my mother's disappearance for the second time, my once energetic spirit seemed to disappear. Nothing was worth doing anymore and life just didn't seem as pretty as it used to be. Most of my time was spent lurking around this valley and sleeping.

Poking my head out of the den entrance, I looked around for anything interesting, but like always there was nothing but grass. The scene I stared at was so strange to me. It seemed like as soon as my mother left, the valley just became awful looking. The once lush green grass was now a weeping golden brown from the lack of rain and the small river that passed through was now but a trickle. This drought didn't help my mood at all, but I hoped that this was just a grieving stage. I sure didn't want to end up like my father. Even now I didn't know where he ended up running off to. Probably the ends of the earth to cry in a corner about losing his love, again. I didn't blame him though, but he was being a little extreme. After all it was her fought not his. She was the one who left us, who left me. I was all alone now. Strange how things change. When I was younger all I wanted was to do my own thing and not be told what to do; to be on my own. Now that I was I felt nothing but loneliness. I wished so much to be apart of a pack. To have others around even if they weren't the nicest of wolves. As long as they were interesting they would be fine with me, but what if they didn't want me either?

I figured that today I might try and do something; anything really. My slender legs dragged across the golden grass as I made my way to what was once a river. I stopped on top of a hill just before the source of water and planted myself on my back. The river was not a pretty sight to stare at and neither was the valley, but I always found comfort in the sky. No matter what color seemed to paint itself across the heavens it was always a wonderful sight to see. Today it was a beautiful blue with puffy clouds here and there. The sky was about the only pretty thing in this valley now. Anywhere now actually. The drought had plagued the rest of the territories around here as well; the free lands anyway. I was so curious to see what was beyond all the pack borderlines; so tempted to sneak across and just do a little exploring. However, I knew if I were to get caught I wouldn't get a slap on the paw.

The Autumn winds soon began to pick up; blowing my thick fur here and there. It felt nice to just relax and not think about anything for once, maybe today wouldn't be so bad after all. Though later on I was sure it would get worse at some point, it was just the beginning of the day right now. Not enough time for my brain to plunge into a swirling state of depression just yet. I hoped that today something or someone would cross my path and distract me from my thoughts, but who would come to this place? It was barren and dry. Only small animals roamed around besides myself and even they began to disappear as the river dried up more and more. The only thing this place had to offer was a clear view of the sky.

[Aslan]

Accepted!
Detailed Bio. You will now be known as Kovax

Just letting you know next time I'd like to see more description. Also here we RP in third person not 1rst.