K A I N E K H V A D I
Pansexual - Engaged - x1
Jack Dawes. Where would Kaine be without him.
What started as a friendship between the
two wolves quickly blossomed into something
even Kaine thought he wouldnever try and
pursue after being let down so many a time
in the relationship scene. This kid helped him,
changed his mind, and has been through hell
and back enough times that Kaine decided he
wouldn't be much without Jacky.
On Christmas day, it was Jack that had
decided to tie the knot and proposed to Kaine. He said Yes.
Kaine's past is very much just that; history. There are few that have lived by his
side long enough to know the trials of his upbringing. Even less that are alive
through immortality have heard him spin his tale. For the seldom few
he will speak highly of his bloodline, of how honor, glory, and war were of the
highest priority. Kaine added a sense of integrity while growing up
to that mixture, and he lived through it all.
His family consisted of many- Brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles, cousins.
These were what he knew as family, and all he knew up until the demise
of his bloodline. He does not mourn their loss, their death is considered the
highest honor; and to cease in battle was like breathing air. Easy, comforting in a way.
Kaine was a dominant individual with high standards of his blood.
He continuously kept his siblings in line, never letting one stray too
far from their lifestyle and how things were meant to be. Suppose
you could say he was quite traditional in his ways.
For whatever reason, known only to him, his family are no more.
Perhaps some remain in Romania with the Khvadi bloodline
in their veins though certainly a rare find, and one such search he is not willing to take.
6'3'', 194 lbs
Dark hair. Sometimes slicked back or left to
freely move. facial hair often left as a dark shadow.
Toned, bodily structure is sculpted to perfection.
Narrow hips, muscular arms, legs, and abdominal cavity.
Perpetual use of cigarettes. A pack a day.
Button down shirt, white. Black dress pants,
tailored to his body and size. Suite jacket
tailored to his height and size. Red tie often
tucked behind the buttons of his suit. Rounded
and shined to perfection.
Black form fitting shirt, short sleeved.
Dark denim jeans. Boxers. Fine chain necklace.
Black Alaskan diamond ring on his right ring
finger. Sunglasses perched atop his head.
Other (Scars, ink work.)
Two little scars running through his right
brow. Slightly obscure the symmetry of the
right brow to the left.
Calloused hands. Nicks and signs of physical
abuse on his knuckles and fingers from rigorous training.
A single scar on his left hip leaning towards the rib cage.
kaine is intimidating, yes. he has different sides to him that have not been
mentioned just yet. his gentle nature is one of them. well, mostly. he usually
prides himself in taking up a good book and sitting for hours just… immersing
himself into it. don’t be surprised to see a man donning reading glasses and a
book lamp late at night. aside from that side, he is also fiercely competitive
and widely known to be stubborn and relentless in just about any area of challenge.
scoring a kill count with a fellow brother? he’s there. extreme cupcake making? you bet.
if there is a point to prove he is often at the front line of it all. generally those
who think they are tough shit get the brutish, competitive nature. he can sometimes
be a sore loser though. kaine has a habit of worrying over those he cares deeply for.
he is very expressive about it as well, be it small gestures to cheer up those who need
cheering, or being a solid shoulder to lean on. he will gladly meet death before his friends
beat him to it.
kaine is honorable and certain things keep him from actively fighting
at times. one thing being; he will not fight women, or rather, he just doesn’t
want to. there is a deeply routed respect for the opposite sex, for whatever reason,
he is much more gentleman like and will often do his best to pacify the situation.
the darker side to kaine is simply his self-loathing at times. he will beat his confidence
black and blue if something should happen to those he cares about. the strong will to protect
those he holds dear is an exhausting thing at best, but something he gladly upholds.
whether if be guidance, company, or leadership, he is often the one who will take up the
mantle quietly and without hesitation.
the beast that kaine can turn to has always been with him. in some sense, he considers the curse a gift and unabashedly tends to turn to this gift whenever he wills. it is a monstrous thing; a dark creature that towers over most upon two feet with a wolfish head and body structure. his pelt is black as can be. no brown dilutes are in his fur and often in the light his coat has a blue-ish tint in it.
thick and course with softer underfur, it is longest around the neck, shoulders, chest cavity, and tail. this fur hides a spread of battle scars and ailments that even the beast itself might neglect to tend to. kaine tends to keep his fur rather groomed and well in the range for standard cleanliness.
he does not like his fur being caked in blood or the mud of the forests he bounds through. finally, large, hollow, and intense eyes stare with a blood orange coloring being their medium. often mistaken for crimson in certain angles of lighting. it is worth noting that kaine looks like a classic, bipedal werewolf.
human traits still dilute the complete and vicious feral side of him. he is conscientious in what he does, and what he kills. the intelligence laden within his amber eyes, are more than enough to afford a second glance.