You're thinking too fast; like marbles on glass
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Posted on June 30, 2013 at 10:50:37 PM by Charlie
NAME Charlie
AGE 2
GENDER Female
EYE COLOR Her eye colour is a stormy, predominately grey colour with flecks of cadet blue.
APPEARANCE Charlie is a slim Gray Wolf with a very delicate build. She's skinny, but not unhealthily so, and her paws are small and dainty. Her face is narrow and slightly angular. She measures 27 inches and weighs 75 pounds. She's mainly white with a dusting of grey around her paws, shoulders, tail, ears, and muzzle.
PERSONALITY * She is rather reserved around strangers, but polite. She's intelligent and likes to analyze the situations that she's in, always thinking before she takes a course of action, though is able to do this rather quickly. Despite her young age she is already rather cynical and mistrusting, even to the one's close to her. Charlie is very loyal to those she shares a mutual trust with. She always does what is expected of her, though she rarely goes above and beyond, she always fufills her duty and gets frustrated easily with those who don't. All in all, she is cordial, but distant to those she is not used to. It takes some time for her to warm up to strangers.
HISTORY * (I will write this later)
IMPRINTABILITY Can be imprinted on
SAMPLE
Salem had never really troubled himself with being cordial, when he did meet others he either said nothing, or gave a simple nod of his head. Most got the hint that he wasn't one for talking. It wasn't by choice, really, he had been a loner by birth and his ailment only heightened that. With a small flick of his curled tail he was prepared to carry on his way, walking through the dismal forest with his bleak blue eyes staring blankly ahead. One might say that he looked depressed, but there was nothing in his gaze save for detached apathy. He had learned early in life that emotions did him no good, and caring about others got him nowhere. The only other creature he could say he truly cared about was his mother and maybe her second litter, but that was more out of loyalty then anything.
The husky hybrid was deep in his thoughts and so when the other trotted up besides him and began blabbering on about some herb he was rather startled. Salem eyed the smaller canine, a scowl tugging at his maw, though he managed to conceal it for the most part. It was clear that this one wasn't intelligent enough to take a hint- though Salem couldn't really blame him. And maybe, somewhere deep inside, he was grateful to the brute for talking to him.
"So you're a healer, then." he remarked in his deep, gravelly tones. "Never cared much for plants and things, don't think I'll be able to help much." When he was younger and received and injury, usually at the hands of Kiss, his vampiric sister, he had just let it heal on it's own. "Though I could see the use in knowing a thing or two." he finished, his longer strides compensating for the smaller canine's trot. To be honest, he really had no interest in chatting, but he would humour this one for now. Though perhaps in time, he would tell him to get lost, for his own sake. No one should associate with him for too long, Salem believed himself to be a ticking time bomb.
"Name's Salem." he said in way of a gruff introduction, which was much more then any others would get.
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OOC Charlie
EMAIL * moosage2@gmail.com
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