Profile of Haskell

Where his sister is of fire; he is the coals and smoke from which give fire life and the ice that tempers it from spreading unless he desires it. A beautiful assortment of silvers, he stole his color palette from his late grandfather, though his pelt seems to be decorated in the intricate timbers of his father. His eyes the embers that never fades from the coal, threatening to blaze anew. One of the only things he had taken from his mother besides her tiny stature but don't let his miniature size fool you. What he lacks in mass, he makes up for in nimble movements and sheer speed.

"Why worry about being fire so long as you can tame and master the flames?"

A sweet little boy with a heart of gold. Treasuring his family more than anything in the world and equally willing to fall on a sword for any one of them, especially his sisters. Even from a young age, he is the type to take a stand and put his body in the way if it means shielding whatever he is protecting from harm or getting in the way of whatever he doesn’t agree with. He might be soft and delicate, but he still has the burning ambitions and aggression that many of those before him have tried to harness to its full potential. He rarely uses this in means for destruction but sometimes chaos creeps its way in and implodes, leaving him to pick up the pieces he left in his wake.

With a taste for the finer things in life, he often wonders why he doesn’t get a castle all his own, but he is not selfish enough to think he deserves one either. Work hard or die trying seems to be his unspoken motto, believing nothing comes without a price and if he desires it enough, he might be willing to pay any price to achieve it. This can sometimes put others in harm's way if he becomes too hyper focused on something.

He has a mild morbid curiosity for the dead and fire, this will feed into his impending future and the fate he seals for himself.

Born from two loving parents within a small cottage in Melrose, followed closely by his sister Sheik that seemed to swap his colors. He spends much of his time bothering his sisters, though his half siblings a little less so than his littermate. On those occasions Auntie Nassar has nothing going on, she's his favorite wolf to bother most of all, finding her title intimidating but her nothing but warm.

Raised within the Tiamat Manse during the rising tensions between Royalist and Jacobite armies in order to remain safe, protected by family. All while learning what being a Tiamat means despite taking his mother's surname: Asgaut, upon traditions of both bloodlines.

sibs art by supernova