the boundaries which divide life from death
are at best shadowy and vague.
who shall say where the one ends,
and where the other begins?
Character Bio
Name
Hymeshe
Age - 5
Gender – Male
Eye Color- Incredibly Light Blue
Appearance
Hym is a black wolf, speckled with white throughout his coat, in a sense, it looks like snow flakes along his back. He has a white tuft on his chest in the shape of a thin oval and it doesn’t run along his stomach. He is a very fluffy male (: but beneath that coat he is well muscled and bulky, it’s easy to see his massive figure and even with his fluffiness you can’t mistake him as fat! He would be very insulted if he were called fat. He is 42" and weighs about 210
Personality
Hym is very reserved and has a dark aurora surrounding him at all times, he’s definitely a loner and would prefer not to socialize with a pack. Although, he has the makings of an Alpha, he chooses not to.
History
N/A
Imprintability
Hym is able to Imprint
OOC
Girly<3
OOC Information
Sample
Hymeshe prowls through the wilderness, his massive form padding silently under the dense forest. The moon’s light hardly breaks through the thick canopy making the world beneath those trees dark and mysterious. His icy eyes stray to the west as he comes to a halt. Turning his body in that particular direction, he let’s the swampy scent waft into his nostrils. Narrowing his eyes, a sense of curiosity overwhelms as he quickly changes directions. The scents of other wolves linger in the forest, some old, some fresh but Hym ignores them, carefully avoiding the others in the perimeter.
Coming to a clearing, he tilts his head, inspecting the trees that have fallen into the murky waters, the light breeze rippling across the stagnant surface. Lowering his head to the water, he sniffs the stale water, inspecting the particles that float along the façade. Sneezing at the sour smell, Hym takes a step back and shake out his fluffy coat. His massive frame practically blended in with the night, his fur the deepest black they came, with the exception of the white flecks along his spine and tail, making it look like snow had just fallen and refused to melt into his coat.
Then, there was that white beacon, just below his throat, a white, thin oval shaped patch a fur on his chest. An unusual marking, yet it suited Hym quite well. Without that mark, he would look like any other black wolf in the world. Gazing across the swamp, he engulfs himself in the silence, enjoying it immensely; his journey had been quite obnoxious, listening to the other packs howl at the moon. Listening to the sorrowful songs of a pack that had just lost a member was quite irritating, or even the howls of the kill.
Spotting a rather odd, fallen tree, he padded closer, inspecting the dead log. Reaching out a large paw he pushed on it, detecting the sturdiness off the rotten wood. When it didn’t budge he leapt gracefully on top of it, the log creaking under his weight. Waiting a moment to see if he would fall through, he walked slowly forward as it bent out across the murky waters. The log itself was over four feet wide and easily maneuverable. Coming to a stop he plopped down, resting his head on his paws, his tail dangling over the edge as he watched the rippling swamp in silence.
Rules Read?
Yes
Word Minimum?
200
How did you find us?
GOOGLE! YAY FOR SEARCH ENGINES
Email
ktbarnes@live.com
hymeshe
lord of snow
{ 5 }{ male }{ 42” }{ 210lb }{ imprint }{ loner }{ no mate }
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