Post by Dragon on Nov 8, 2009 3:16:36 GMT -5
Name: Ruster (Official greeting, "Ruster Weakler")
Position: Weakler
(Rabbit Positions:
Okar - Leader
Vice - Deputy
Fightwar - Main offense"warriors"
Burrower - Common burrow dwellers, forages and diggers
Denner - a Doe with kits or expecting
Weakler - the Weak and small rabbits, often disrespected and forced to do humiliating tasks.
Young Mind - The kits who have outgrown the den, and learn to be their acquainted set in life.
Kits - the young of the burrow, fawned upon until they turn into a Young Mind where, they will be vigorously trained.
Elder - Elder
Clan: West Field Warren
Gender: Buck
Age: 18 Moon Cycles
Description: This rabbit is unseemly small, his rump close to the ground and submissive. His muscles are insignificant and practically useless when it comes to defending himself. His shoulders are slumped constantly, and his ears hung low, in fear of being cuffed over the ear. But something in the glaze in his eyes, shows that he was not what he once was. His body is often soft and bruised from being bullied by larger and cockier rabbits. Ruster's ears are quite large and unmarked, smooth around the edges and thickly furred on the inside. His beady eyes are bulging to a great extent, and they are very watery. Like submerged clumps of softened ebony. They seem to tear constantly, and dampen the fur around his dark eyes. His eyes are rimmed with dark brown fur that gathers in a crest above his eyes and form a point and between those points in a flare of bright white that cuts through the brown-ginger tinted fur. Down at the bridge of his nose, there is a dark fur rimming it the same color as the fur that surrounds his eyes. The tip of his twitching velvet nose is a creamy brown, that goes across his muzzle and melts soundly like sweet chocolate baking beneath a hot sun.
On the crest of his head a blur of rusty fur begins to blossom down onto his back, it lays down upon it like a blanket, solid and unbroken as it goes down the curvature of his back. Bordering this blanket of fur, it is rimmed by a much lighter color that blends into the surrounding fur. Though he has many variations, he is mostly a dark brown, his paw tips a lovely shade of cream. The fur around his feet is very warm and keeps his paws safe as he runs in the meadows and they conceal his curved nails from view. Finally, his tail is covered by black, and bordered by a dark shade of brown and followed by a slightly lighter color of russet.
Personality: Ruster is quite different from his fellow weaklers, in more then one way. He usually sticks out from the group that makes him more likely to be bullied by the Fightwars and even the common Burrowers. He seems to have carried himself high up at one time, but now he shrinks like pitiful beast with nothing more to live for. To start out, he loathes what he has to do in his day to day life. But he loves the sunlight, which he doesn't get to see nearly enough. He had a very abused look to his face, that also burns into a hot pool of resentment. Ruster is a very angry rabbit, he burns with unhappiness at his troublesome life. He hasn't been even close to content for moons, and his fury has been steadily growing against his captors. He has gotten so twisted beneath the burden of his boiling insanity that he even forgets to fawn over the kits, which is written in the Law of the Burrow. This often causes him to be injured, or put into solitary containment for days at a time. Adding to his resent, he is often very grim looking, like a shadow in the dry soil of the burrow. Many avoid him, but that does nothing to have the cruelty subside. Even though he causes more trouble then he is worth, he is equally scared looking and droopy as a normal Weakler. He crawls in the presence of the Okar, even more then some of the more puny Weaklers. Ruster's ears droop forward submissively and he whimpers about the burrow, which often turns into dark mutterings of resentment and treason. Though he seems angry and insane, he has the shadow of a once proud figure he has clearly shrunk away from that former self, and left in its wake a shriveled soul.
History: This rabbit hasn't had much of a history, and few even acknowledge that he even had one, most rabbits just believe the Weaklers have just always been there and anyone chosen for the humiliating position is forgotten and abused. But Ruster is different from the others, he had a special quality from the time he was born. Something, subtle that few could even perceive it.
When he was born, he had five other siblings. They were all bigger then him, and in their first few days more active and squirmy while he laid there as if he was going to die. And most believed he wouldn't make it half a moon cycle, but he did and after those few crucial days he began to grow, but he didn't grow very quickly, he was a mite next to his bigger brothers and sisters. Even his mother looked down upon him for his scrawny size. But one thing that put the others off about him, was that he didn't speak for a long while. He was almost two moon cycles old before he even began to try. And he often seemed sedate and uncaring, then finally one day he grew unexpectedly bold and fierce. In an average tussle between his siblings on a sun filled day, with not a hawk in sight he joined in the fight and his blows were quick and powerful and he quickly won the fight against the others. But almost immediately he sat down, and stared at them mutely. Many were surprised, shocked even, that this runt could do anything like that but in the higher, wiser ranks they saw potential in this little kit. In the first stages of his Young Mind training he was set up with a particularly brutal Fightwar by the name of, Bellow. He was a fierce trainer and wild in all of his actions, in this decision the Okar made a mistake.
Ruster hated his trainer, and began to rebel and make wise cracks behind his pack. This made Bellow very angry, and every time he heard the jokes at his sake he would belt his claws across Ruster's haunches in punishment, often having him return to his burrow with a bloody behind, bruised and beaten. This treatment continued until one day, Bellow full out mauled Ruster with every intention to kill the ungrateful Young Mind. But just in time, the Okar burst in and broke up the fight. It was quick enough to keep Bellow from killing him, but Ruster was injured badly and condemned to agony for many Moon Cycles. Fortunately, Bellow was striped of rank and forced to be a common Burrower. After his wounds healed, Ruster was deprived of all the built up muscle and very weak. The Okar told him that he was to a weakler for his taunting ways and puny size. Ruster was outraged and could hardly see the regret in his Okar's eyes.
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Position: Weakler
(Rabbit Positions:
Okar - Leader
Vice - Deputy
Fightwar - Main offense"warriors"
Burrower - Common burrow dwellers, forages and diggers
Denner - a Doe with kits or expecting
Weakler - the Weak and small rabbits, often disrespected and forced to do humiliating tasks.
Young Mind - The kits who have outgrown the den, and learn to be their acquainted set in life.
Kits - the young of the burrow, fawned upon until they turn into a Young Mind where, they will be vigorously trained.
Elder - Elder
Clan: West Field Warren
Gender: Buck
Age: 18 Moon Cycles
Description: This rabbit is unseemly small, his rump close to the ground and submissive. His muscles are insignificant and practically useless when it comes to defending himself. His shoulders are slumped constantly, and his ears hung low, in fear of being cuffed over the ear. But something in the glaze in his eyes, shows that he was not what he once was. His body is often soft and bruised from being bullied by larger and cockier rabbits. Ruster's ears are quite large and unmarked, smooth around the edges and thickly furred on the inside. His beady eyes are bulging to a great extent, and they are very watery. Like submerged clumps of softened ebony. They seem to tear constantly, and dampen the fur around his dark eyes. His eyes are rimmed with dark brown fur that gathers in a crest above his eyes and form a point and between those points in a flare of bright white that cuts through the brown-ginger tinted fur. Down at the bridge of his nose, there is a dark fur rimming it the same color as the fur that surrounds his eyes. The tip of his twitching velvet nose is a creamy brown, that goes across his muzzle and melts soundly like sweet chocolate baking beneath a hot sun.
On the crest of his head a blur of rusty fur begins to blossom down onto his back, it lays down upon it like a blanket, solid and unbroken as it goes down the curvature of his back. Bordering this blanket of fur, it is rimmed by a much lighter color that blends into the surrounding fur. Though he has many variations, he is mostly a dark brown, his paw tips a lovely shade of cream. The fur around his feet is very warm and keeps his paws safe as he runs in the meadows and they conceal his curved nails from view. Finally, his tail is covered by black, and bordered by a dark shade of brown and followed by a slightly lighter color of russet.
Personality: Ruster is quite different from his fellow weaklers, in more then one way. He usually sticks out from the group that makes him more likely to be bullied by the Fightwars and even the common Burrowers. He seems to have carried himself high up at one time, but now he shrinks like pitiful beast with nothing more to live for. To start out, he loathes what he has to do in his day to day life. But he loves the sunlight, which he doesn't get to see nearly enough. He had a very abused look to his face, that also burns into a hot pool of resentment. Ruster is a very angry rabbit, he burns with unhappiness at his troublesome life. He hasn't been even close to content for moons, and his fury has been steadily growing against his captors. He has gotten so twisted beneath the burden of his boiling insanity that he even forgets to fawn over the kits, which is written in the Law of the Burrow. This often causes him to be injured, or put into solitary containment for days at a time. Adding to his resent, he is often very grim looking, like a shadow in the dry soil of the burrow. Many avoid him, but that does nothing to have the cruelty subside. Even though he causes more trouble then he is worth, he is equally scared looking and droopy as a normal Weakler. He crawls in the presence of the Okar, even more then some of the more puny Weaklers. Ruster's ears droop forward submissively and he whimpers about the burrow, which often turns into dark mutterings of resentment and treason. Though he seems angry and insane, he has the shadow of a once proud figure he has clearly shrunk away from that former self, and left in its wake a shriveled soul.
History: This rabbit hasn't had much of a history, and few even acknowledge that he even had one, most rabbits just believe the Weaklers have just always been there and anyone chosen for the humiliating position is forgotten and abused. But Ruster is different from the others, he had a special quality from the time he was born. Something, subtle that few could even perceive it.
When he was born, he had five other siblings. They were all bigger then him, and in their first few days more active and squirmy while he laid there as if he was going to die. And most believed he wouldn't make it half a moon cycle, but he did and after those few crucial days he began to grow, but he didn't grow very quickly, he was a mite next to his bigger brothers and sisters. Even his mother looked down upon him for his scrawny size. But one thing that put the others off about him, was that he didn't speak for a long while. He was almost two moon cycles old before he even began to try. And he often seemed sedate and uncaring, then finally one day he grew unexpectedly bold and fierce. In an average tussle between his siblings on a sun filled day, with not a hawk in sight he joined in the fight and his blows were quick and powerful and he quickly won the fight against the others. But almost immediately he sat down, and stared at them mutely. Many were surprised, shocked even, that this runt could do anything like that but in the higher, wiser ranks they saw potential in this little kit. In the first stages of his Young Mind training he was set up with a particularly brutal Fightwar by the name of, Bellow. He was a fierce trainer and wild in all of his actions, in this decision the Okar made a mistake.
Ruster hated his trainer, and began to rebel and make wise cracks behind his pack. This made Bellow very angry, and every time he heard the jokes at his sake he would belt his claws across Ruster's haunches in punishment, often having him return to his burrow with a bloody behind, bruised and beaten. This treatment continued until one day, Bellow full out mauled Ruster with every intention to kill the ungrateful Young Mind. But just in time, the Okar burst in and broke up the fight. It was quick enough to keep Bellow from killing him, but Ruster was injured badly and condemned to agony for many Moon Cycles. Fortunately, Bellow was striped of rank and forced to be a common Burrower. After his wounds healed, Ruster was deprived of all the built up muscle and very weak. The Okar told him that he was to a weakler for his taunting ways and puny size. Ruster was outraged and could hardly see the regret in his Okar's eyes.
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