"ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʟᴇᴀʀᴇꜱᴛ ᴡᴀʏ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ ɪꜱ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴀ ꜰᴏʀᴇꜱᴛ'ꜱ ᴡɪʟᴅᴇʀɴᴇꜱꜱ"

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ℕ𝕒𝕞𝕖|
Caspian Harris Deliora

𝔸𝕝𝕚𝕒𝕤𝕖𝕤|
Cas - A very common nickname used to address him through out his pack.
Great Healer - A joking name given to him by close friends, he usually rolls his eyes when called it.
Doc - Another joke nickname however he will respond to this one.
Harris - His sister would often call him this to annoy him but now he wishes to hear it again.

𝔸𝕘𝕖|
Twenty-seven

𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣|
Cis Male

ℙ𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕤|
He/Him

𝕊𝕖𝕩𝕦𝕒𝕝 𝕆𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟|
Heterosexual

ℝ𝕒𝕟𝕜|
Healer

ℂ𝕦𝕣𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥 ℝ𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕪|
Fervenstah

𝔽𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪 𝕆𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕚𝕟|
Caspians family had dated back to South Exia for thousands of years, only leaving for North Exia a few years before the volcano erupting..

𝔸𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖|
Nicholas Skidmore

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𝔸𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝔻𝕖𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕚𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟|
HUMAN
Caspian resembles that of his father in his facial features being very chiseled jaw hidden underneath the red stubble of his beard. Coming from a long line of tall ancestors both male and females he too was taller standing at six feet and three inches. His body naturally muscular but average weight, he wasn't the biggest but he wasn't thin. Though he trained it was more to keep skilled rather than to be the biggest and strongest. The most beautiful thing about him being his eyes, at normal looking to be a deep forest green but when having the light hit his eyes revealing the emerald beneath. Faint freckles splashed across his face though not trailing down his body they did cover his shoulder blades getting more noticeable in the sun.

WOLF
As for the beast that lives within the man, it's fur thick and fluffy with almost a velvet feel to it, most of his fur orange with patches of fawn within it, black fur peaking out on his forehead and the end of his tail. His eyes becoming a yellowish green compared to his normal forest green.

ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪|
Caspian has always been an friendly welcoming person from the time he was a child to adulthood. Being overly friendly and nice to those around him he is a general giant who others haven't really ever seen mad, annoyed sure but never enraged. It was strange as he was a wolf but had a very deep control on his emotional capability, possibly due to the years he spent alone he learned to grow up very fast making him wise for his age. First starting off a little awkward towards others emotions he learned to be a shoulder they could cry on about anything. He doesn't gossip around spreading the news about the things he sees or hears, he sometimes doesn't speak much at all lost in his own thoughts of how to better improve his skills, medicine, or an idea he wished to write down. Another drawback of his lack of social cue over the years but normally he'll give a soft apology after and pay more attention this time. He seemed perfect but he was far from it needing his space and privacy to work so while he will be a good shoulder to cry on he blocks off his own feelings to keep such a happy nature not wanting to burden others with his own issue.

𝔹𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕|
Naomi Deliora was a highly respected hunter amongst South Exia, while her mate Dakota has always been aggressive with the rest of their pack. An odd couple, but they were happy with each other building a family together. The newly mates were eager to start their family constantly trying in the time of Naomi's heat. They were blessed soon after to be pregnant and with a son none the less. Labor was easy for Naomi she could tell the pup would be no hassle from the way he only cried for a few minutes after being born just to grow tired and fall softly asleep. They sat for hours thinking of what to name the young one. They had tried to think of a name for months but couldn't settle on one "Harris?" Naomi thought liking the name but Dakota wasn't to keen on the name. "Eh..he doesn't really look like it...what about Caspian? Caspian Harris?" The woman pondered for a few minutes before settling on Caspian. He was loved deeply between his two parents things couldn't go wrong with how the young boy was so spoiled with love. He remembers his mother face being the most beautiful one he'd ever seen finding such comfort in her presence. He learned with age that he would be an older brother. His parents told him how he would have a little brother to play with and to protect one that would be by his side for the rest of his life. They were right for the most part, the only difference being that he got a little sister Ronnie instead of a brother. But he adored her, spending nights watching her sleep completely in awe of how small and fragile she was as a baby. This thought would change as the older he got the biggest handful his sister became. The two playing often resulting in one their play fights going a bit to far, worse when the other children got involved as he would have to defend Ronnie. She was a strong little girl but without the aid of Caspian she might have gotten more hurt and he didn't wish to see that. Their poor mother having to clean them nearly daily of the blood that covered the two gaining them a bit of a reputation Caspian being known as Ronnies guard at the time. Naomi was left drained from the drama that persist, but her body was growing weaker since the day she gave birth to Ronnie. No longer able to hunt she had become a wolf that doesn't venture outside the pack often anymore crushing her spirit each and everyday. After months of not being sure what was causing her such pain and exhaustion she was gone just as quickly as she was there. The family fractured deeply within the pack, Ronnie's fighting that once was getting under control grew chaotic leaving Caspian to be dragged into it. Dakota had been pulling further from the pack snapping at everyone that wasn't his children leaving him in the same boat as a high ranked beta in their pack had a personal gripe with him. While Caspian seemed to become quite with time.
It was time to say goodbye to South Exia and rather quickly. Caspian was awoken by his father told to pack lightly waiting as his father woke Ronnie for the journey ahead. Howls filled the air Caspian's nose lifting in the air to smell the area to see how close they just were. "Both of you stay together, stay close to me, do everything I say, for it?" He asked both kids staring eleven year old Caspian in the eyes, a stern look on his face then to seven year old Ronnie who nodded her head slowly. "Good, now let's go." He shifted into a giant black wolf, his emerald eyes glowing in the night. The pups followed close behind as the sound of others approaching ran through the pack territory. Constantly looking back Caspian made she Ronnie was keeping up with their father and him. He was confused as to what was going on, but his father knew if they were caught a life for a life. As earlier that night he had murdered the high ranked beta after word of his daughter needing a new father figure to whip her into shape came about. Hours passed and it seemed like the wolves had stopped following, but that was far from the truth. Taking a small break Dakota let his children rest as he planned to find somewhere to set up away from other packs and raise them on his lone self. This break would be the last time Caspian saw his father, a deep growl came from behind them a wolf of pure white pouncing on Caspian's father locking its jaw down on his back leg "RUN!" He howled at his children. Caspian beloved his father would be able to handle the wolf, but he promised to do as his father said. He was ready to leave turning to start running, seeing Ronnie out of the corner of his eye he nudged his sister as she stood frozen in her spot. He took off with her following behind, the images of his fighting with another both baring their fangs and covering each other in the others blood stuck in his mind.
On the occasion Caspian would look back to make sure Ronnie was keeping up with him, proud to see how fast she was. The two had kept going for days sacred, hungry, lost. Approaching a river the water picking up pulling anything in its wave deep into the current. There was no way to swim across without getting pull under. They walked the river bank trying to find a way across. The two pups stomachs growling as all they had eaten was small animal they shared and bugs to sustain substance. A small dead tree fallen at some point in the past leaving a bridge to cross the river. Caspian was ecstatic as he knew they could easily cross, he slolwy walked across his feet gently placing weight with each step. Ronnie waited on the other side to make sure it was safe per Caspian command. She started across her steps mirroring his the entire way. Caspian watched her slowly move across the tree happy to notice her gloomy mood was lightening up bringing a smile to his face. Taking one last step before climbing off the fallen tree bridge a crack rang out from beneath her as she stepped directly on a brittle spot of the dead tree. Her eyes widened looking directly at Caspian as she fell into the water. Being pulled by the tide she cried out floating down the River the rapids taking her in and out of the water. At the edge Caspian ran trying to get her attention, diving in after her in his human form. The water started to surround her, her head bobbing in and out of the water, gasps of air shifting from wolf to human within the water trying to swim only to be pulled under. Caspian in his human form tried to swim for her body watching as she went from struggling to limp. "Ronnie!" He cried out in agony trying to reach her with all his might. Rushing water loudly approaching as a waterfall was mere feet away from the two. He swam reaching out grabbing her hand both going over the waterfall. Caspian grew fearful falling over the edge blacking out when hitting the bottom. All they had was each other anymore and like that the two were separated and alone.
Caspian woke up washed up on a river bank. His body ached feeling as though he had been hit by a bull. His eyes squeezing together tightly, holding onto his ribs as he he sat up freezing cold soaking wet. "Ronnie." He groaned but she was no were to be soon panic set in as he stumbled to his feet in pain. He huffed limping around slowly smelling the air for a hint of her scent. The scent gone as he was completely lost unfamiliar with the area he was set up in. He wasn't able to look thoroughly for Ronnie having to save his strength for hunting but as he healed over time he adapted to the wilderness. He was hundreds of miles away from any form of wolf life. He spent his days traveling in search of Ronnie, his nose kept him alive with an enhanced able to smell herbs, berries, and prey close by him only getting better with age and time. Years had passed as he spent it in solitude now embracing a lone wolf attitude but still keeping in touch with his human side by creating his own books with the nature around him carving out words on thick barks of wood, using charcoal to write on stone, he adapted to even create his own medicines when he found himself sick, having to do first aid when having an open wound. He wasn't much of a fighter unless survival based but mentally he was quick to adapt to his situations. He was only reintroduced into society when the volcano's erupted sending a small pack through his territory. Some were injured, he couldn't just sit back and watch these people die. He sprung to action creating his own herbal medicine for them until of preforming first aid stitching up many wounds of the wolves that needed it. He did feel good being able to help how he could, he joined the pack chasing that high of healing people, feeling like he could do for them what he couldn't for Ronnie. The only issue he had joining a pack was his social awkwardness at the beginning and relearning the fact he couldn't spend every moment naked for all to see anymore as he had gone years without clothes only using blankets and fire to keep warm during the winters. Now he stood as a respected healer of a pack that once was in need of help now thriving. He wasn't the reason they were thriving but he was able to help aid them to high status.

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𝕃𝕚𝕜𝕖𝕤|
✧ Reading
✧ Writing
✧ Hikes
✧ Herbalism
✧ Plants
✧ Rain
✧ Cooking

𝔻𝕚𝕤𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖𝕤|
✧ Swimming
✧ Chocolate
✧ Sugary foods
✧ Shoes
✧ Clothes
✧ Others invading his space
✧ Hard Liquor

𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕞𝕖 𝕊𝕠𝕟𝕘|
I'm Already Gone by A Day to Remember

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𝔸𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕔|

𝔸𝕕𝕕𝕚𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕀𝕟𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟|
Caspian shuts himself off from the pack every now and then, he grew accommodated to the lone wolf life style and such once every other month will head into the woods alone for a week. It brings him comfort secretly being a way for him to still try and find Ronnie. Sometimes he thinks he smells her but soon his trail always goes cold. Believing it's a phantom scent his mind has created, though he tells most it's him getting in touch with the Moon Goddess.
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Caspians finds his hair to secretly be a pride and joy, so he likes to change up his hairstyle every now and then. While he primarily keeps it shorter. He'll sometimes let his curls grow out to be a little bouncer but only allowing it to reach his shoulders.

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