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Posted on February 23, 2014 at 06:12:45 AM by Sorcier
 Name : Sorcier Gender : Male Age : Four Eyes: As a pup, the elders would claim him as “Un avec le feu dans ses yeux,” or “the one with fire in his eyes”. A brilliant pair of topaz irises, which would adore flecks of copper and splinters of ruby, encompassed his irises that were not abnormal in their diameter. Build/Coat/Height/Weight: The male boasts of a pelt like no other. It was thick all over, disregarding the change of seasons. The base colour is a rust darkened brown that covers the majority of his build. Variations of red and gold tones glisten through the depths on every occasion, not needing the sunlight to bring their hues to life. A patch of crème lays at the bottom of his jaw, the jowls of his cheeks, and his belly before it can subtly be noticed at the bottom of his paws. While rustles of charcoal follicles litter across his profile, mostly seen at the crown of his skull, it also can be found mid-way through the length of his tail, and becoming more solid at the tip. Lastly, the only black patches that can be found blemishing this rich coat is around his eye sockets, only by faint brushes, just to enhance the power of his eyes and bring an unfathomable contrast. As for his build, one may consider it to be average at first glance. Standing at thirty-six inches tall and weighing in at a hundred and forty-six pounds, the male has a very proud stature. With a swollen chest, his head is not held high like one would predict, but rather it allowed the weight of gravity to let it hang comfortably down past his shoulder blades. The overall structure was slender and lithe, but his muscular composition defined the power in his flanks that carry the weight of him at speeds greater than some. History: Where he came from was uncertain, aside that he was taken into the care of an elder wolf whose pack had come across the remains of a forest that had been swept by some plague. There were no sign of others and despite his fatal conditions, the pup had pressed on through some miracle. He was given the name Sorcier, which would be translated into “witch-doctor”, for the wolf had an immune system that knew no equal. The pup was brought up by the elder that had taken him in and continued to mentor the pup in methods of hunting and gathering, but Sorcier was more in tune with the gathering as he became aware that some of the mundane things around him were surreal in their healing opportunities. By the age of three, just as he was in the middle of maturing, it was dawned upon the wolf that he needed to branch from the pack of elders as they made their course for territories that he would not venture to. Sorcier has been lone for seven months now, and has come to the border of Taviora and awaits acceptance, or denial, by the hierarchical suitors. Personality: Sorcier is a healer, a “witch-doctor”, so he is always accepting of any company but keeps himself reserved at all times. He’s a jack-of-all-trades, being skilled in various fields that would be of benefit—yet the wolf is always eager to acknowledge anything unknown and learn from it, and every experience. He is also stern when needed, for since he is a witch-doctor, he will not keep dire medical information withheld from anyone, but saves the worst of it if there is no other alternative. The wolf is known to be extremely protective over elders and pups and would go to great lengths for their safety. Imprintable. -I have read the rules and agree to them. -200 word minimum. -Referred by Chloe -Email : xskeleton@live.com -Chatango: Skeleton |
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- *in* - By Meryl February 23, 2014 at 12:27:55 PM
Sample/OOC - By Sorcier February 23, 2014 at 02:05:26 PM
x - By Meryl February 23, 2014 at 02:33:24 PM
Accepted!! >> - By Meryl February 23, 2014 at 02:27:21 PM
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