Description
[EDIT: 1/9/2018]: Finally has a written personality and backstory. His past reads a bit choppily right now, but I'll fix it later
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[ Please, please calm down
Steady out, I'm terrified
Sorry, I want us to ally
But you swing on little knives
They're only sharp on one side ]
-- Sylvia
-----| Basic Information |-----
Name: Finnick
[fin - NICK] - Anglo-Saxon - "Farm Town"
"Finn"
"Nicky"
Gender: Male
Age: Young Adult
Height: 36"
Weight: 134lb
Voice: Aaron Tveit
✿ Soft in tone
✿ WIP
✿ WIP
✿ WIP
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Build:
Tall - long, well-muscled legs
Square-ish and angular in conformation
Soft, rounded facial features
Wide-set, triangular ears
Long, flowy cheek fur
Large, full-furred tail
Belly fur grain sweeps upwards towards
his flank and loins
Pack: N/A
[Wanders between Highvalley, Damasca, and Heyl]
Birth Pack: Highvalley
Blood Class: Highblood
Rank: N/A
Scent: Snowberries & Pine
-----| Personal Information |-----
INFP-T
| | Neutral | | | Positive | | | Negative |
Nervous/Awkward
Often in a state of nervous anxiousness, Finnick can usually be found with a submissive smile and ears back. He's fidgety and skittish
around those he doesn't know, and blurts out whatever he's thinking at the time without filter, then tries to backpedal and explain his
thoughts more coherently with little luck. Everything from his speech to his overall demeanour permeates awkwardness, which is something
he's quite self-conscious about. While it can be an endearing trait, Finnick is more aware of it being seen as irritating or annoying.
Mousy/Bashful
Finnick is quite shy and timid, and has trouble socialising because of it. He rarely approaches others for conversation, and when he does, it's
unassertive and humble. Despite his need for approval and affection, being noticed or praised flusters him and he'll immediately downplay whatever
was cause for the reaction, and is reluctant to fully draw eyes to himself.
Hopeless Romantic
While Finnick craves general platonic and familial love, he especially desires romance. He feels as if the love he wishes for can be embodied in a
partner that adores him for him and thus does not see him as low as Finn does himself. While he doesn't actively seek out girls for romance - something
he'd be too nervous to act on in the first place - Finnick does have a problem with becoming infatuated hard and fast. It is unlikely that he'd ever truly
act on his feelings, however, as his need for love conflicts with the deep-rooted idea that he's unworthy of it, ingrained in him by his mother.
Kind-hearted/Empathetic
Despite his anxious demeanour and his lackluster upbringing, Finnick is actually a remarkably warm and caring wolf, once you get to know him.
He's the sort to put the needs of his companions beyond his own, and will dutifully tend to the desires of those he's close too, or those in need,
without complaint. While his past might have jaded another to the emotions of others, it instead only made Finnick more sympathetic and compassionate.
He is a wolf with great empathy towards those who need it. He makes a great effort to comfort his friends in their time of strife,
and his quietness makes him great at just listening when it's needed.
Humble
Although he comes from Highblood origins, his attitude may dictate otherwise. Modest and unpresuming, Finnick does not place himself above others,
and doesn't find much concern when it comes to interacting outside his social class. He treats lowblooded wolves as kindly as he would anyone else,
even to the point that he depreciates himself and his accomplishments under their eye as well. He is slow to take praise, finding himself unworthy of
it, and is much happier complimenting others on their own achievements.
Affectionate
If you're known well enough, Finnick is a remarkably affectionate and loving wolf. While affection to or from him is a cause for flustering and
embarrassment from anyone he's not familiar with, beyond the boundaries of his awkward exterior, Finnick's the sort who just likes to be close to those
he loves, with soft, tender touches here and there. He revels in these small moments, and they're something he keeps dear to his heart.
Submissive/Resigned Finnick is a wolf unlikely to fight for pride or opinion. His timid and self-conscious nature cause him to immediately default to others'
authority, making him particularly susceptible to bullying, as he'll just sit, head low, and take all venomous words thrown at him, thinking them
true. This also means he rarely stands up for himself in a physical fight, allowing more aggressive packmates to attack him without defense.
Self-conscious/Lacks Self-worth
If there's a wolf that thinks lower of themselves than Finnick, they would be extremely hard to find. His mother's treatment of him during
most of his life has ingrained so little self-worth within him that he near-constantly feels ashamed of himself and unworthy of his Highblood
heritage. Almost every trait of his personality can be rooted back to this fact.
Lovesick/Craves Approval Finnick craves love and approval to an unhealthy degree. Starved of both from a young age, he compulsively, subconsciously, seeks
validation and affection from his peers and loved ones, and greatly fears rejection. Due to both this fear and his immanent lack of
self-worth, Finnick rarely makes a move to voice or act on his own emotions, feeling as if his packmates already hold a negative
opinion of him and that he is inherently unlovable. Still, he wishes nothing more that to please Highvalley and do justice to his
bloodline, but he lacks the willpower to do so.
Minor TraitsSmart
Genteel
Amenable
Repressed
Accentuates the negative
Pre-group History
Finnick, like many Highblood wolves, was born from an arranged marriage, but one of mutual amicability and tolerance it was not. His mother,
a monochromatic beauty of grey and white known as Coventina, had fallen in love with a Keeper called Cerdic and the feeling was reciprocated.
On multiple occasions, the lovelorn noble pleaded with her father to allow them to wed but every time he refused, for he had a better prospect
in mind. Abernathy, yet another strapping young keeper and one of Adela's sons, had been noted to cast mooning eyes at his
daughter from afar. Her father would've been a fool not to play into such an advantageous opportunity, but Coventina had little care for social climbing.
Often, the she-wolf would creep away with her star-crossed lover, even after Abernathy was approached by her father with the offer of
marriage. When the king's blessing was given, in an act of angered rebellion she began to steal away into the night with Cerdic, their sleepovers
cradled in warmth and intimacy. Coventina hoped their frequent unions would bear fruit, convinced that a pregnancy would force her father to wed
her to Cerdic in fear of shame.
Oh, how very wrong she was.
Enraged by the news, she was dragged her kicking and wailing to a secluded alcove in the mountains and forced by her sire to be rid of her burden.
Her stomach stabbed and twisted in excruciating pain, but Cerdic's pups were gone, and no physical pain could compare to that.
Soon after she was married to Abernathy, but despite this, she refused to bond with her new husband, and instead a festering spite grew for his attraction to
her; after all, it cost her Cerdic and his pups. Eager to make their relationship work, Abernathy suggested pups of their own, feeling that it may help them grow as a
couple, but as Coventina all but loathed him, she refused the idea. Her parents were furious, threatening to disown her and strip her of her status
if she denied the litter, so, pressured, she soon fell pregnant.
Thus Finnick was born, the only surviving pup in his litter, and he looked remarkably like his father.
His parents' relationship, contrary to Abernathy's expectations failed to improve with his birth, and Coventina's bond with her son was sour from the start. Still traumatised
and hurt by the forced loss of her first litter and her distaste for her marriage to Abernathy, Coventina was barely motherly
to Finnick, reacting icily to him in every sense of
the word. The only affection he received was when he was young and nursing, after which he was forced to sleep away from her.
His relationship with his father and grandmother, Adela, were much better, both trying to compensate fo the love his mother refused him from birth, but the love of a
father could not replace his mother's, which he began to crave with every breath as he grew.
As Finnick began talking, walking, and thinking beyond primal instinct, Coventina's disdain only became more intense. His mother regularly put him
down, spitting hurtful phrases and criticising his every move and word. This abuse only caused little Finnick to grow shy, mousey, and anxious, ever fearful
of the judgement of others within the pack - because if his mother said so, it must be true, right? That was the only reason his naive mind could comprehend
her treatment towards him.
If anyone knew what was going on, Finnick never saw them act on it. Perhaps they did, behind hidden walls, but to Finnick, it was a private affair.
Worried and ignored by his wife, Abernathy convinced his son that perhaps impressing Coventina would earn her favour. So, Finnick worked for her attention,
bringing her presents, tidying the den, and whatever else he could manage to gain her approval, but everything he did for his mother was either dismissed or met with a
cold shoulder, and after hearing his mother's disgust at his appearance, he started to wonder if she'd have loved him if he was born looking like her, rather than Abernathy.
One day, at five months old, his mother sought him out for the first time in his life. "There's one thing he's good for," she told him, as she groomed and
tidied him up, informing him that the father of one of his cousins is looking for a betrothal, and so she sent him off to impress them both. Finnick was intent
on trying his best, believing that this will finally be his chance to earn Coventina's affection, but his anxiety and nervousness were, as he feared, hardly impressing,
and his cousin was engaged to someone else. This failure only brought more scorn from his mother, as he couldn't even be a good suitor.
Tragedy struck a month later, when Abernathy and Cerdic are sent out on patrol together. Finnick's father promised him that he'd be back soon, hoping to
calm his fretting son, and Finnick believed him. But his heart only fell with dread when a dishevelled Cerdic quickly returned without him, shouting that a band of rouges
ambushed them, and severely wounded Abernathy. Wolves are sent out to retrieve him, but all that was left of his father was a pool of blood and his beloved red-soaked
feather.
Finnick had never felt more heartbroken in his short life than when he ran to find comfort in his mother's fur, only for her to stand and leave him alone to
his sorrow in the den.
Coventina and Cerdic's love for each other was hardly a secret to the wolves of Highvalley, as were their hatred for her marriage and their susequent inability to be
together. A hushed rumour that Cerdic was responsible for the Keeper's disappearance, hampered by a lack of proof, was only pervaded when the two
star-crossed lovers were married soon after.
After the marriage, Coventina ignored her first son, eager to forget the past's pain. After harshly telling the juvenile that he was old enough to live without
her, she cut all ties, preferring to forget his very existence.
Forever stunted by Coventina's treatment, Finnick's growth into young adulthood was strained to say the least. The damage was done, leaving him with
little ability to forge friendships, feeling unworthy of having them. What few friends he did have were cherished, though the thought that he was undeserving
refused to leave.
Everything came to a head when, unable to handle her rejection any more, Finnick once again sought out his mother in a very public confrontation.
He screamed and cried and shouted, pleading for her love and whimpering at her paws. The display was shameful, and only when he noticed the many pairs
of eyes planted on him did Finnick flee Highvalley.
For a week he wandered the border, wanting desperately to return home, but too ashamed and fearful to do so.
Then the flood came, and he ran.
Group History
N/A
-----| Relationships |-----
Family
[Parents]
Abernathy [Father; missing], Coventina [Mother]
[Siblings]
Aetius [Half-brother; paternal]
[Other]
Adela [Paternal Grandmother]
Cedar [Paternal Grandfather; deceased]
Eadric [Great-Uncle; deceased]
Rune [Great-Uncle]
Mikhail [Uncle]
Niklaus [Uncle]
Kesta [Uncle; missing]
Rodwen [1st Cousin, Once removed]
Klaus [1st Cousin]
Vladimir [1st Cousin]
Ava [1st Cousin]
Sveta [1st Cousin]
Nike [1st Cousin]
Pretty much every other Highblood in Highvalley
[Mate]
N/A
[Offspring]
N/A
Sexual Orienation: Heterosexual
Romantic Orientation: Het
Type: WIP
Sexual History: Virgin
Romantic Experience: None
Turn Ons:
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Turn Offs:
◇ WIP
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-----| Other |-----
Likes/Dislikes
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Trivia
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