Post by smat on Aug 8, 2006 11:47:42 GMT -5
Name:
Dark Moon
Age(In Seasons):
64
Alignment (Dark/Light):
Light
Wolf Breed:
Guardian
Gender:
Male
Fur Color(s):
Body: Red, grey, black, white, blueish, gold.
Wings: White with black feather tips
Eye Color:
Teal
*Personality:
Sly, and kind for the most part but if he feels thretened or if some he knows (friend or foe) is in danger he will fight to the death.
*Past:
He was a pup again, suckling at his mother with his other siblings. Noise left his mouth in the form of squealing crys, that thretend to turn into words. He was Older, a pup learning how to see, and smell. Speach was comming to him easily. He was again older. Beguining to understand where he stood as the omaga's son. Whinter came, and his siblings died, one by one. Their mother gone. Moon hang on to life, his fathers ecuraging words rining in his ears. 'so long as you hold breath, you shall be alive.' Not that encuraging, but they sustaned him through the whinter. Later. He was a young pup on the border of adult hood. He was falling in love with a white faced wolf, her movements gracefull, her voice music. His father told him he was foolish to whant an alpha as a mate. Rage filled him. He killed his father. Later. Moon was running through a fieled playing tag with his new found mate, Northern Lights. Later. He was being attacked by dark wolfs, lowering his head, he felt his hackles rise, as the vision in his right eye dissapeared slowly. Two of the other wolfs where down, and two remained. Later. He was in his own lands, Golden Forest, he was attop a rock and looking down at his two pack members, Destiny and Whispering Sounds. Leaping down from the rock he gently licked his mate, Destanies, muzzle. Later. He was looking proudly over the land called Silver Falls. His land, he had a family, a beloved mate, and a thriving pack....
Example Post:
Do I realy need one? XD
OOC Name:
Smat
*Picture:
Workin on it now....
Dark Moon
Age(In Seasons):
64
Alignment (Dark/Light):
Light
Wolf Breed:
Guardian
Gender:
Male
Fur Color(s):
Body: Red, grey, black, white, blueish, gold.
Wings: White with black feather tips
Eye Color:
Teal
*Personality:
Sly, and kind for the most part but if he feels thretened or if some he knows (friend or foe) is in danger he will fight to the death.
*Past:
He was a pup again, suckling at his mother with his other siblings. Noise left his mouth in the form of squealing crys, that thretend to turn into words. He was Older, a pup learning how to see, and smell. Speach was comming to him easily. He was again older. Beguining to understand where he stood as the omaga's son. Whinter came, and his siblings died, one by one. Their mother gone. Moon hang on to life, his fathers ecuraging words rining in his ears. 'so long as you hold breath, you shall be alive.' Not that encuraging, but they sustaned him through the whinter. Later. He was a young pup on the border of adult hood. He was falling in love with a white faced wolf, her movements gracefull, her voice music. His father told him he was foolish to whant an alpha as a mate. Rage filled him. He killed his father. Later. Moon was running through a fieled playing tag with his new found mate, Northern Lights. Later. He was being attacked by dark wolfs, lowering his head, he felt his hackles rise, as the vision in his right eye dissapeared slowly. Two of the other wolfs where down, and two remained. Later. He was in his own lands, Golden Forest, he was attop a rock and looking down at his two pack members, Destiny and Whispering Sounds. Leaping down from the rock he gently licked his mate, Destanies, muzzle. Later. He was looking proudly over the land called Silver Falls. His land, he had a family, a beloved mate, and a thriving pack....
Example Post:
Do I realy need one? XD
OOC Name:
Smat
*Picture:
Workin on it now....
