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Profile of Tadashi: Quick Facts
Tadashi
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Played By: Flyleaf
Marked Away: muse atrophied; still here but slow
August 31, 2020 — Unknown
Basic Info
Full Name: Matsuyo Tadashi
Subspecies: Alexander archipelago wolf
Sex: Male
Age: 4 (March 4, 2016)
Birthplace: Japanese wildlife sanctuary
At a Glance

regards himself like the living embodiment of one of these edits; frequently acts like he’s on a sugar high. scrawny medic who’d never win a fight. how pitiful.

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Profile of Tadashi: Details
Appearance
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barely 2' at the shoulder, built like a feather

pale as a dying dove, barring a dark smudge over his right (viewer’s left) eye & a dot just below it; a drip of color in baby blue eyes

collared by scars from an attack he was lucky to survive; somewhat hidden by a year’s healing, but ragged fur betrays the marks under examination


bounds along with a puplike energy, always ready to drop into a play bow or roll over. a scrap of poise is reserved for medical pursuits, the only trace of a royal upbringing


voice swings between conan gray and johan liebert (cw alcohol), context depending, albeit more expressive & energetic than both—unless being a smarmy asshole

profile art by yours truly

Personality

uninhibited liveliness in canine form. has been subdued in waves over the years, but at best tadashi is playful & fun-loving

shamelessly “feminine;” world’s worst candidate for the rough-n-tumble domineering masculinity award

helpless in battle and he knows it; pacifist as a personal choice, not a moral preference. his sister was (is?) a samurai; how could he judge?

never grew up, or so it often seems; quick to fall over himself in self-pity when things don’t go his way

not an idiot; his childish whining isn’t always genuine. all the world’s a stage and he’s curated the role of a harmless fool

i-it’s not like he has attachment issues or anything—though he’ll happily flirt and tease for fun

quoted from adoption description, by jay. idk how to describe the vibe as a personality trait but I Tried














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Biography

[Image: 7mlSgn9.png]Mature Content Warning
Tadashi is a chipper boy and these will likely not come up in RP unless otherwise noted; still, He’s Seen Some Shit™. Full bio contains references to (click)

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born march 2016 to the kamiki pack, housed in a japanese wolf sanctuary. as a sickly male, regarded as a bad omen; loved, but sparsely cared for. fondly recalls his sister Minori, the princess general, teaching him the ways of the world; she teasingly encouraged his pacifism, but scolded his refusal to learn to fight. what was the point, he wondered, when he’d never win? instead he tended her wounds with diligence, sharing herbs and knowledge alike.

alas, this and other “differences” made his forthcoming path, away from that of royals or their military, clear. but the Betrayal of higoro, minori’s lifelong betrothed, set hounds and humans upon the pack on the couple’s wedding day. tadashi and his sister were tranquilized and separated; he knows nothing of his other packmates’ fates.


tadashi spent about a year in what humans would recognize as a zoo, of which he remembers little. he Sulked. they kept him healthy, and fed him more when he behaved. he didn’t need to hunt, didn’t know any others. Miserable.

in spring he was released again. unfamiliar woods, still no family in sight. he may have withered away if not for the sympathy of a traveling female; tadashi does not remember her name. linguistic differences kept their friendship on a short tether, but it was a friendship nonetheless.

she found a mate. he too was Japanese, and told tadashi of the relocation program that shackled them in “southwest canada.” otherwise they related sparsely. the couple’s behavior shifted when tadashi dared to confirm Why he’d never taken interest in the female’s heat; they sent him away before their pups were born. his presence would have been “too difficult to explain.”

disgusting.


early summer. heartbroken, drifting through fields of poppy. tadashi came to, lying with him. in his delirium tadashi had healed the ghostly man’s wounds; his pack sorely needed a medic. who was tadashi to decline?

it started small. “don’t use that other language so much, it confuses the patients.” “oh, shush, let me do my job~” verbal spars, a teasing tug-o-war.

packmates adored their master and when tadashi heard Concerns, he was to report every word—for improvement’s sake, of course. wanted the best for his pack, wanted everyone to get along.

stress was scattered through flowery fields. sometimes he would even spar, and it was so rough and he should have known, had to know, tadashi didn’t like fighting—“but why not? didn’t you come from a military? some prince you are, darling. don’t look so offended. have some seeds; you’ll feel Better.”

tadashi’s memory of this time is very, very hazy.


summer to spring to autumn to winter. he couldn’t leave; they needed him. he wouldn’t survive.

when the season rolled ’round again the whore of a leader seemed hellbent on siring a litter with every bitch who succumbed to that Filthy maw. tadashi would not care for bastard children.

as the sole healer, tadashi had leverage. he took his lover behind the shed stuffed wretched face full full full of nightshade, cried crocodile tears as the fool choked on the fantasy gone right.

shortly thereafter the body was discovered. someone mauled tadashi for his troubles; if not for an interloper, maybe a packmate maybe a stranger it’s of no concern anymore they’re Gone, the attack could have been fatal.

but it wasn’t, and tadashi was free.

no regrets. that sorry waste of life had it coming.


nature thawed and tadashi healed. he found refuge with a large traveling family, too small for a pack too large for a single generation; they pitied his condition, and as they welcomed new lives they valued his skills. slowly he became Himself again.

but this too was temporary. tadashi still refused to fight, and bonded closely with no one. incoming chills killed the prey, and his presence with the group became more hindrance than boon. still he clung to the group with the determination of autumn’s last leaf.

only when the season warmed again did he bid them farewell. tadashi wondered if Minori were alive, after all these years… his heart aches for familiarity.

he travels south, as of summer 2020. word on the wind promises packs clustered among Teekon. even if minori isn’t there, tadashi seeks shelter through the incoming cold. after all, he cannot survive on his own.

Profile of Tadashi: Additional Information
Registered on July 16, 2020, last visited (Hidden)

adopted from & original character concept by jay

narrative writing may be experimental & flowery; actual dialogue, less so

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mostly very moody, no order no gods no masters; bold could be pawprints?
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“english” “japanese”
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Player Notes
Usually busy on Fridays & Saturdays.

Hi there! I’m Flyleaf; see Finley’s profile for up-to-date RP info. With Tadashi specifically I’m trying to be looser with timelines and write shorter posts, but no guarantees. We’ll see how this goes :D
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