Status:

2713: Renegade

Personality: A "Renegade", Renegade lives up to his namesake. He is an outlaw, bold, controversial, unapologetic and dominant. Renegade likes to bring himself to the fight and not the other way around. Renegade likes to speak his mind, and acts on what he thinks benefits him and his own values the most. Renegade doesn't like to be crowded, and is not a social being. He loathes narrow-minded creatures and the pack mentality, instead valueing free-thinking and finding one's own way. He hates rigid authority and structure and censorship...he will tell you how it is and values honesty even if he might not take that honesty at face value. A rugged male, he hates the feeling of being powerless and not without reason. Renegade respects those who make their own way without dragging others down with them.

Physical Description: Not particulerly tall, about of average length, and slim for his size, Renegade is not a large Anteosaurus. He never really got any good pickings as a child and lives in a hostile place for the most part. While he doesn't really need to put some weight on, one may just mistake him for that. His feathers are dense and prickly unless smoothed down. He is just pale in general, his skin, his feathers, his mouth is mottled pink and his eyes a shade of blue that matches the sky on a clear day.

Story: Renegade wasn't always known by this name, but instead he took up this name after wearing it for long enough in a pack he used to be part of. He doesn't know who his parents are, nor where he came from, but he does remember this pack and his supposed caretaker. This pack he remembers being a strict place, and the highest was always expected out of Renegade..or..Lorcan as he was known. His first name. 

Lorcan took after some of the qualities of the pack, fierce, not particulerly well-mannered, but he did not do well under the strict and expecting eye of them. To them he was never good enough, his opinion was always wrong and he always seemed to fall short. He wasn't conforming to what tehy expected and wanted of him and he grew more and more interested in looking out for only himself. Constantly he butted heads with them, always differing in opinion it seemed. Eventually, he butted heads with the pack one too many times and he was thrown out of the pack..literally. Tossed from a ledge and left to recover and fight and survive on his own, or die. 

Lorcan took the experiences from his childhood pack very personality and became a loner under a new name, drifting from territory to territory, place to place. While trying to perhaps find himself, or something new and enjoyable, anything "Easy" just never seemed to satisfy him. Far too used to survival, comfort and conformity, stability, feels like death to him.

-Adopted lore-dad to Calamity the Anteo.