Name: Zhef (short for
Zhefriél) and
Zharf (short for
Anzharf) (zh=a light z sound, almost an s but with a slight vibration of the vocal cords)
Gender: Male
Age: Zhef stopped counting at 20, but it wasn’t that long ago.
Zharf exactly the same age, like down to the very moment.
R
ace: Human; of the Northern people. Their fathers were of the Wolf Clan, and Their Mothers were of the Cougar Clan. This will take some explanation, so just keep reading.
Evil/Good: Not evil. Will do the right thing if they need to.
Looks Description: The first thing one would notice about them is their strange eyes. Each of their left eyes are a very dark, warm, and earthy
green, and their right eyes are a cold, almost transparent, ice
blue.
Zhef is the human. He has messy dark hair with the occasional feather and/or twig stuck here and there. There would be lighter streaks running through his hair, but it is such a mess that they get a little lost in the tangle. He has a sort of ‘starved’ look about him. He is strong, but it is sort of minimal muscle mass. He has been living in the woods for quite some time with no one but
Zharf for company.
Zharf is a mix between a wolf and a cougar. Believe it or not I found a pretty good drawing of this
here. His tail is long like a cougar’s, but it is a little furrier. His claws retract like his mother’s, but he doesn’t really like climbing trees with them, and they aren’t quite as sharp as they could be because he is always using them to help him run quicker, and is in a bad habit of almost always keeping them out. He is actually quite large like his parents, and he often allows
Zhef to ride on he hates needing anyone.
Character Description: It needs to be explained that the
Zhef and
Zharf are inseparable. It comes from their parentage. The people of the north all have animal counterparts who share their entire lives with them. They are born at the same time, married at the same time, and die at the same time.
Zhef and
Zharf were the offspring of a forbidden union between a man of the Wolf Clan and a woman of the Cougar clan (and of course their animal counterparts).
Zhef should not exist because clan law forbids it, and
Zharf should not exist because natural law should have forbid it. Nevertheless, here they are in all of their quirkiness.
Zhef and
Zharf are actually quite different from one another, which is unusual for their people.
Zhef is quick to act and slow to repent, whereas
Zharf is slow to even speak his mind but he often does so without words.
Zhef is quick-witted and loves to laugh.
Zharf vary rarely laughs (especially at
Zhef’s jokes) and prefers the quiet of the forest over the banter of his ‘brother’.
Zhef changes mood in a flash, while
Zharf is a constant stream of calm. It is not to say that
Zharf has no emotion; he ‘feels’ things more deeply than most people, but he rarely lets his feelings to the surface, whereas all of
Zhef’s inner thoughts and feelings come bursting out of him all of the time.
It is hard to explain why they even tolerate each other, but they have deeper connections to each other than anyone could ever understand. They tend to hurt one another, but if someone else threatens their ‘brother’ they become extremely protective and violent.
Zharf actually prefers his full name (
Anzharf) but
Zhef never calls him
Anzharf even though
Zharf has asked him to several times.
Zharf gets back at
Zhef by calling him
Zhefriél which drives
Zhef mad. In fact
Zhef borders a little on the insane most of the time.
So, yeah… A fun pair to be sure. Sorry if the colors are distracting...I was trying something out.