Moyasutora (Burning Tiger)
Moyasu or even more informally
3 Years Old
Currently in Kyushu, travelling
Formerly Oka, a small pack in Kyushu (mine;NPC)
Naive - Crafty - Idealizing - Clumsy - Kind-Hearted - Wayward
Although now three years old he's still young at heart. Because of his sheltered background he can be naive, often misconstruing the true reality of things until he's in the thick of it. Getting accustomed to life in the forest has been a tough transition from his previous life as a pet dog in the city, and over the past year and a half he has gotten better at adapting to changing situations thanks to mentoring from his former pack, but there are still things he has yet to experience. He remains outwardly positive even when he's not feeling it inside, both because he wants to convince himself and he truly believes he can make whatever needs to happen- happen. Consequently, he bottles up his true feelings at critical times.
He is also more of a talker than a fighter, and is on the smaller size for a male- hence why he isn't the biggest fan of combat namely one on one. He is actively trying to overcome his fears of battle and work on his strengths, but he's still somewhat of a coward in the face of it. But what he lacks in brawn he makes up for in craftiness. As a pup he was a notable escape artist and could find a way out of almost anything his humans tried to put him in. He is a very out of the box thinker and he prides himself on it, even when it leads to over-complicating things.
He is aware of his faults but is bound and determined to learn more, so he can be more. He has had a hard time finding where he belongs and that is something that drives him to often leap foolishly out of his comfort zone trying to find it. Others' expectations of him can make him nervous, even though he wants to be seen as something
. He can easily lose himself in the stories his mother told him of great bear dogs, as he often strives to be something that he clearly isn't.
As he matures he'll have to learn his limits and come to terms with them, and find himself
apart from his breed and what he thinks he should be.
- His collar (not pictured)
- Sleeping in a pile
- Laid back dogs
- Rabbit meat & dog food
- Humans doting on his coloring
- Mountains, wide open spaces
- Sleeping alone
- Unspoken expectations
- Bears and boars
- Cars, namely loud ones
- Natural disasters
- Big cities and crowds of people/dogs
Born of two brindle akitas used for show, he was actually the runt of the litter but was preferred for his coloring. Consequently his siblings gave him a hard time for it, thus his main source of affection and friendship was his mother. While the other pups didn't really care to listen, Moya would sit eyes-wide with wonder as she told him stories of their ancestors. Tales of mighty bear dogs that ruled the forests and protected them from danger. Immediately he questioned why he was supposed to be for show instead of a mighty hunter, to which his mother replied that they are the ambassadors
of their breed, the beautiful images. This idealized version of himself would gnaw at him often, and although at the time he understood what she said, he just simply... Didn't agree. Or perhaps he didn't feel he fit, after all, he would much rather be a bear dog
As soon as he was old enough he was adopted by a family in the city (somewhere in Kyushu) who planned to show him and one day breed him. He quickly took to being a pampered pet but eventually grew bored of it, and began using his lithe little body to weasel out of any sort of confinement they tried to put him in. He wanted to explore, he wanted to see things, even if those things did frighten him a little. When he talked to other dogs on the street he envied their many colorful stories. He felt sheltered.
At one year old his family decided to take a trip to a family members house, in a cabin further in the Kyushu mounts. Excited to finally see the forest, Moya wasted no time in wriggling out of his kennel and wandering into the night. He ended up running into a small group of dogs, asking him which pack he was from. When he explained he was a pet dog, they said that they were a part of a pack gathering to chase off an evil group of dogs who had been attacking humans on the trails for sport. They asked him if he'd lend his paw in their efforts. Mystified but nervous at the thought of something so heavy, he hesitated. The dogs said he had until noon the following day, and he went home to think with his head down. Suddenly things seemed scary and overwhelming to the point of him wanting to sleep it away, but was this the answer he had been looking for? The kind of calling that would lead him to something bigger than himself?
While being let out the next morning, he made the split second decision to run. His owner's cries gnawed at his marrow but he kept running, until he managed to find the dogs gathering nearest a river. Now having more than enough dogs to chase out the pack- who had now taken up residence at the base of Mt. Aso- they would begin their plan of attack. Feeling a rush of panic he thought of running back many times, what help would he be? But another older dog saw his fear and decided to stick by him. The older dog's name was George, a German Shepherd/Shar Pei mix who had seen quite a lot in his years. He helped give the boy confidence and allowed him to follow his lead. Within a week, they were ready to attack.
The battle was short, the gathering of pet dogs from all around Kyushu had easily overwhelmed the human-maulers and one by one either killed them or drove them away- but not without leaving a mark to remember them by. Moya was nervous but thrilled with the rush of battle, running at their heels and howling in victory with the rest as they rid the evil from Mt. Aso. He felt he had been a part of something, and it was a feeling he didn't want to let go of.
As the week went on many of the pet dogs returned home, but a small few stayed behind and formed a pack that planned to take up permanent residence on the base of Mt. Aso, including George. Moya greatly considered going back, but already knew he didn't want to in his heart. He sought out the leader of the dogs (a black German Shepherd who called herself Saikou) and asked to join them. At first she denied him and told him to go back to his home where he belonged as she could see through his starry-eyed expression, but his persistence eventually wore her thin. She took it upon herself to train him harshly for the next two years, trying her best to shape a rather soft pet into a dog that could survive.
It wasn't easy, at all. Saikou knew how to test his limits and make him want to run home in fear, but he hung on by a thread. He wanted to prove he could be more than just a house pet, even if it killed him. Progressing was slow and frustrating, not to mention they had a point of contention- his idealizing of his breed. He was striving so much to be a legendary bear dog that he was neglecting his true strengths, but nothing she said could convince him. Nonetheless, as the months went on he learned a great deal more of how to traverse the forests and defend himself, gaining enough "street smarts" to feel more confident holding his own.
Now at three years of age, he asks Saikou for permission to leave the pack (now given the name Oka) for a season, as he feels he can't truly move forward if he hasn't seen all he can. Saikou severely doubts his readiness to go on his own and questions his intentions, but knows there's no stopping him. After all, he is a stubborn pup who does need to face some of the world's harsher realities, but she can't always force feed it to him. She agrees reminding him he has a place to return to, and he sets off to make his pilgrimage.
What is he looking for? Even he isn't sure, but he is confident he will know when he finds it.
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Strength - 1
Perception - 2
Endurance - 3
Charisma - 3
Intelligence - 3
Agility - 4
Luck - 4