Post by Aza on Apr 22, 2006 14:26:28 GMT -5
Name «
Remedy
Age «
Four years
Gender «
Male
Breed «
Timber Wolf
Appearance «
Shaggy long hair is a multitude of browns, reds, whites, blacks and greys. He has a narrow, almost scrawny, body, looking down his long nose with dull grey eyes.
Refer to the picture for more detail.
^^
Picture «
img151.imageshack.us/my.php?image=remedy4lx.png
Personality «
Remedy is calm, cool and collected, his raspy voice ringing out strong with his beliefs and opinions. He holds charming manners, like those of blue blood, but doesn't hold the kindness that most would believe the hierarchy has. This wolf is rather arrogant and thinks nothing nice of those who stay omegas and loners. But even with higher class wolves, he lacks social skills, and has no natural tact. He may have the manners on his side, but sooner or later a conversation will be expected. If he wants something, he asks straight out, if there's something he doesn't agree with, he states other wise. He makes rash and rather bad choices, but he does have the brains and words to back up his opinions, and the stubbornness to not let others convince him otherwise. Fighting with him is like fighting with a brick wall. Unlike most brick walls, he might crumble after a few kicks. He is unlucky in battles and hunts everything really.
RPG sample «
Snow was falling gently on the emerald pines, whose arms reached out protectively. The blurs of white swirled around the forest and the field of ice, dancing to the silence in the cold territory. The wind whistled through the trees and screeched along the ice, taking the helpless patterns of snow with it. The frozen water fell from the dark grey clouds below, each curved edge of the clouds sharp and noticeable. The blinding sun's light was not able to reach the frozen ground.
Birds flipped their wings, replying to one another with quiet clicks and louder screams. But the sounds were dulled by the winter air. The creatures hid in the comfort of the pines, layers of feathers to keep the birds warm. The younger ones dared to challenge the unforgiving wind, pushing against his gusts and breezes.
Their wings flapped almost frantically, quite a difference to the effortless way the eagles had soared over the lone brute that hid in the snow.All of his paws were under his body, giving the look of a helpless seal.
His shaggy white coat blended easily into the blanket of snow, only the dark grey markings running down his back, flecking his sides and masking his fogged green eyes kept him from being invisible. Still, to the weak eyes of prey, he was simply snow.
His thick tail curled around one of his hips, head arched so that it was rested against one of his shoulder blades. Dark green eyes watched the movement of the thicket behind him, the chatter of the birds continuously snapping the ribbons that tied a cloak of silence to the land. Hopefully, there would be other wolves to help him keep the binds broken.
Too many times he was lost in the folds of the comforting blanket, which saved him from the glares and whispers triggered by his unrealistic appearance and ways. Against the sharp corners of the clouds and trees, he was a hazed mess of white. With a sigh, he closed his eyes letting images flicker against his eyelids. Many of the pictures were of his family, friends and his old territory.
Some about the many wolves he had met on his journey, the whether winged or miserable, they all gave him a suspicious look before speaking. A few of the more bold femmes had been lured by his 'handsome' looks, and had spoken to the quiet beast. Most of the conversations ended in disaster, he never asked questions nor answered them. And very few of the faint memories were ones of the blood stained snow, and the aching pain always thriving in his neck.
|| This one isn't about Remedy, but at the right times I can actually write and describe this much.
||
Remedy
Age «
Four years
Gender «
Male
Breed «
Timber Wolf
Appearance «
Shaggy long hair is a multitude of browns, reds, whites, blacks and greys. He has a narrow, almost scrawny, body, looking down his long nose with dull grey eyes.
Refer to the picture for more detail.
^^
Picture «
img151.imageshack.us/my.php?image=remedy4lx.png
Personality «
Remedy is calm, cool and collected, his raspy voice ringing out strong with his beliefs and opinions. He holds charming manners, like those of blue blood, but doesn't hold the kindness that most would believe the hierarchy has. This wolf is rather arrogant and thinks nothing nice of those who stay omegas and loners. But even with higher class wolves, he lacks social skills, and has no natural tact. He may have the manners on his side, but sooner or later a conversation will be expected. If he wants something, he asks straight out, if there's something he doesn't agree with, he states other wise. He makes rash and rather bad choices, but he does have the brains and words to back up his opinions, and the stubbornness to not let others convince him otherwise. Fighting with him is like fighting with a brick wall. Unlike most brick walls, he might crumble after a few kicks. He is unlucky in battles and hunts everything really.
RPG sample «
Snow was falling gently on the emerald pines, whose arms reached out protectively. The blurs of white swirled around the forest and the field of ice, dancing to the silence in the cold territory. The wind whistled through the trees and screeched along the ice, taking the helpless patterns of snow with it. The frozen water fell from the dark grey clouds below, each curved edge of the clouds sharp and noticeable. The blinding sun's light was not able to reach the frozen ground.
Birds flipped their wings, replying to one another with quiet clicks and louder screams. But the sounds were dulled by the winter air. The creatures hid in the comfort of the pines, layers of feathers to keep the birds warm. The younger ones dared to challenge the unforgiving wind, pushing against his gusts and breezes.
Their wings flapped almost frantically, quite a difference to the effortless way the eagles had soared over the lone brute that hid in the snow.All of his paws were under his body, giving the look of a helpless seal.
His shaggy white coat blended easily into the blanket of snow, only the dark grey markings running down his back, flecking his sides and masking his fogged green eyes kept him from being invisible. Still, to the weak eyes of prey, he was simply snow.
His thick tail curled around one of his hips, head arched so that it was rested against one of his shoulder blades. Dark green eyes watched the movement of the thicket behind him, the chatter of the birds continuously snapping the ribbons that tied a cloak of silence to the land. Hopefully, there would be other wolves to help him keep the binds broken.
Too many times he was lost in the folds of the comforting blanket, which saved him from the glares and whispers triggered by his unrealistic appearance and ways. Against the sharp corners of the clouds and trees, he was a hazed mess of white. With a sigh, he closed his eyes letting images flicker against his eyelids. Many of the pictures were of his family, friends and his old territory.
Some about the many wolves he had met on his journey, the whether winged or miserable, they all gave him a suspicious look before speaking. A few of the more bold femmes had been lured by his 'handsome' looks, and had spoken to the quiet beast. Most of the conversations ended in disaster, he never asked questions nor answered them. And very few of the faint memories were ones of the blood stained snow, and the aching pain always thriving in his neck.
|| This one isn't about Remedy, but at the right times I can actually write and describe this much.
||