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=== Mate ===
 
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Revision as of 21:56, 19 January 2020

Description

Born Tiarnach "Colt" Blackthorn.

An assortment of browns lightening to tan as they cascade down. Colt boasted a pair of molten bourbon eyes and the famous Blackthorn stripe extending down his spine.

Colt was suave and somewhat egotistical, especially when he was young. He was constantly aware of his best points and used that knowledge shamelessly. He enjoyed pushing boundaries but knew when to shut up (most of the time).

As he grew older Colt tempered somewhat, gaining more tact but losing none of his charm. He still tended towards reckless over cautions, but he learned to take and give advice when needed.

Connections

Family

A literal shit-ton. I kid you not. Finley Blackthorn is probably the only one that really matters.

Mate

Children

History

Pre Teekon

Growing up among the Blackthorns, Colt's favorite and first partner in crime was always his sister Finley. The two ran his parents ragged, and usually were joined by his best friend Hawkin. When they finally made to set out, the three did so together, just like they did everything.

Colt knew his friend had a crush on his sister, and he thought the two of them would be kinda rad together. Why shouldn't they? Hawkin had some issues, but he was a good guy. When Finley rebuked him, andHawkin took his own life shortly after, Colt unfairly blamed his sister as a result. He confronted her about it and they split ways.

Losing both his best friends like that sent Colt into a self destructive spiral. He passed the next few years in a series of one night stands and pissing contests, always only staying in a pack long enough to mouth off and get chased from their ranks. He fathered a few illegitimate children towards the end of it, but never learned their names, nor remembered the names of their mothers. He couldn't be bothered to care.

It seemed like that was all his life was meant to be until he met Nell. She latched onto him as a friend and, for the first time, someone refused to put up with his bullshit. Somehow she saw the wolf underneath and, by her persistence, they formed a close relationship that soon turned more than friends. They settled apart for the summer, but intended to look for a pack of their own once winter began settling in.

Instead, Nell took ill with paralytic rabies shortly after they made their home. Colt was helpless to do more than watch as she slowly lost the ability to function and then wasted away, passing days later. Grieving, Colt nearly sank once more into former habits, but instead, his thoughts turned to his sister. It was time for him to find his family again.

Redhawks

Gallery