UPDATE 4/3/18: Juvenile art up! Personality updates to follow shortly.
Meaning: In Greek mythology, one of the five rivers of the underworld, and the principal river of Tartarus, also known as the "River of Woe."
Age: Juvenile (born in late November)
Height: 35" as adult
Weight: 110lbs. as adult
As a pup: Skinny and a bit underfed, but fluffy enough to hide it.
Juvenile: Lithe and lean, he already cuts a graceful figure. Though his slightly oversized paws hint at some of the inherent awkwardness of youth, he bears himself with a care and regality that more than make up for the occasional stumble.
Rank: Omega (probably future Viper)
Quiet and withdrawn as a pup, Acheron is an information sponge, and takes to his lessons in Vektreni culture with an appetite. Virtually ignored by his birth family, being given a purpose and held as valuable in his new home was like water to a wolf dying of thirst. He believes in the Shunned Gods and his place as their servant out of a desperate need to believe it. He treats his teachers as if they are all-knowing, and applies himself to his tasks/training with enthusiasm.
Though he is respectful of his packmates and holds them in fear and awe as a newcomer, he does not feel the need to connect with them on an emotional level. He is geared toward siezing opportunities and is interested in pleasing others, but only so far as it brings him more physical and social security. This is something he does instinctually as a product of his life before Vektren, and it has the potential to develop into more intentionally manipulative behavior as he ages.
He has a budding sense of self-righteousness due to his newly discovered purpose, which will likely develop into a personal vanity as he ages. Due to this he has trouble handling criticism or insults, and will often bear a long-standing resentment toward the offenders. Though he is contained and wise enough not to act on this toward his superiors, the pent-up stress can manifest itself in obsessive behaviors, most often excessive grooming. As a result, Acheron is an unusually clean and tidy pup.
Acheron has an unhealthy relationship with food and tends to get agressive when he's eating/over-eats. This may develop into an eating disorder as he ages.
Acheron was born to a small, nameless pack that wanders the southern wilds. Constant territory disputes and few able-bodied hunters always kept the pack lean and kept pup survival rates low, and so the alpha pair, Helios and Demia, were the only pair permitted to bear pups. Born in the late fall, Acheron was the second youngest of an unusually large litter of seven. His younger brother failed to thrive and died, nameless, soon after birth. The other six, much to the pack's chagrin, were hale and hearty creatures. They were weaned as soon as possible to allow their mother to fully return to her hunting duties and given scant attention after that, save for a salty old creature guarding the den to ensure that they did not run off or get eaten. Food was often in short supply, and Acheron had to use cunning to steal every scrap he could from his larger siblings.
Though things were lean, the pack managed to keep all of the pups alive into the winter. Unfortunately, a large male loner soon began poaching on their territory, spurning all warnings given to him. Unwilling to risk any of their precious few wolves in scrapping with the intruder, and unable to sustain any drain on their meager food supply, they turned to Vektren, known by the alpha from previous dealings. An agreement was made, and their problem disappeared. Soon after, however, a Vektreni came to exact their payment. The pack was thrilled to know that the asking price was something they were rich in: a single pup, and one fewer mouth to feed. They surrendered Acheron, and he left with the stranger to begin his new life in Vektren.
Hes so handsome i just love his design <3
Im so happy to see him here! I'd love for he and Helh to meet sometime if you'd like!