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Posted on October 24, 2013 at 05:03:56 PM by Guiltine
Name: Guiltine Age: 4 yrs Gender: MALE color: grey eye color: amber/gold with flecks of light green Appearance: Guiltine is a rather big wolf standing in at almost 38 in tall and 180 lbs. He is not the typical lean bodied wolf, he has a much thicker body type. Although his coat is predominately the normal coloring for the typical Alaskan grey wolf he does have flecks of reddish brown along his spine and at the tips of his tail. Personality: Guiltine is your typical wanna be bad boy. Although deep down he truly does have a good heart not many people get to see it. He is fiercely loyal to his pack and those he deems worth of his attention and affection but over all he is the typical Kerl (loner). History: will be uncovered eventually :D Imprintability: please :D OOC: WolfieG Contacts: still the same :D Sample: recycled from Caladwen's post (bc I haven't started on his yet XP) Darkness shrouds this mysterious new land in shadows. Blackness cloaks the world but it is alive still. Crickets, katydids, and other insect life play in an eerie symphony of life. Every now and then, the sound of an owl’s lonely monotone hoot can be heard echoing through the chilled night air. The cool, crisp breeze lifts, the varying variety of leaves from their branches, causing them to rattle and rustle as though it was their own secret language being conveyed to one another. But there is another creature here that is even far more alive and perhaps adds even more eerie intrigue to the night; a wolf. She moves with as much grace and silence as possible, trained from very young that she, the omega, the one who never truly finds a place among the rankings of the common wolf pack she was born into, must learn to. Her eyes, the intelligent yellow gold shine brightly against the pitch black of her fur. Her fine muzzle lifts only slightly as she breaks through the dense copse of pine and underbrush, sniffing expectantly all the scents that are brought to her on the breeze. She is new here, and where one might perhaps assume that would leave any creature automatically ill at ease, especially if they had any true sense for the world could be a dangerous place for a wolf, but not my girl. She raises her black plume proudly, like some great knight returning victorious from a long distant battle. Her steps are slow and methodical in their placement, barely causing the thick set of grasses with which she sliced through to rustle. Neatly pointed ears stand alert atop her regal crown as she eyes her surroundings almost expectantly. She pauses now, sitting back on her haunches and curling the thick fluff of her tail neatly across her forepaws as she found herself accustomed to doing. Long ago she had observed a pretty little red fox doing just this and well, though she preferred not to imagine herself vain, she just couldn’t help but to mimic the pose. She is nothing odd to look at, pretty though she is with her glossy black fur and deep yellow gold eyes, she is not a rare gem among the common wolf… but it is the intelligence and integrity about her that has always set her apart. She watches her surroundings now, with the same inner strength as one twice her age. Though she cannot quite make them out she knows they are there, others like her… and yet far different. That is why she is here, to learn and see what there is to be seen. Her finely shaped head tilts back now, her fine muzzle pointed towards the heavens as a mournful melody rings from her lungs. It I not necessarily a sad song, but it is a song of longing none the less… a longing to belong and a hopes that perhaps here she might find such a place. Rules: read em Word Minimum: 200... the usual :D action action speech, speech You've heard of me? Fantastic. |
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- x - By Sol October 30, 2013 at 10:53:58 AM
Declined >>> - By Lz October 24, 2013 at 06:58:49 PM
Accepted - By Lz October 24, 2013 at 07:30:07 PM
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