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Sharpen your Knife
IP: 199.96.49.40

NAME
Leonard

AGE 0 to 25
4 years of age
GENDER
male
EYE COLOR
Deep amber eyes, almost like an extremely dark orange, rest within his cranium.

APPEARANCE
Weight: 175lbs
Height: 40 inches

A black robe rests thickly on the shoulders, neck, back and tail of this magnificent beast. Dark greys, highlighted by the shadowy cloak, run the length of his legs, stomach and muzzle giving him the appearance of an older gentleman. Finely laced scars lay prominent on his snout and just under his eyes- marring his otherwise handsome face. Despite his look of aging, Leo is well within his prime and the excess muscle, hidden beneath his coat, tell of his fine physique. He stands at an average height for any male wolf and added to the muscle that he has built up over the years- he is a force to be reckoned with.

PERSONALITY
is the definition of the perfect gentleman, always going out of his way to help others. He is generally a peaceful soul who takes a keen interest in ‘fixing’ those who are broken. The brute always finds a way to help those who are in trouble and likes to become a mentor to those who are lost. This sir is very family orientated and would do anything to protect his kin. However, a darker side resides within this brute that others should be very wary of. Elijah is not afraid to get his hands dirty and the scars that lie upon his skin, hint at the past he tries so hard to hide. Demons haunt this gentleman in ways most would never dream of and so he locks them away behind a metaphorical door, convincing himself that he had never committed such terrible deeds. He is a calm and collected soul but the evil within him is sometimes hard to control. He would even go so far to kill those who pose a threat to the wolves he cares about most.


IMPRINTABILITY - Yes
OOC - Archy

OOC Information
(for new members)

SAMPLE - The sunlight is very bright and it causes him to squint. His bleared vision spins and his head throbs painfully. Sleep is the best option, he decides in his muddled mind, and he hunches tighter into the small ball he was sleeping in. Confusion floods his system as an empty loneliness surrounds him. The only breathing he can hear is his and there are no warm bodies crowding into his space. He suddenly feels very, very cold and he shivers as his muzzle searches out the warm bodies of his family and finds nothing. He forces his eyes to open despite the throb it creates in his skull. He unfolds himself onto shaky legs and leans against the wall of the den for a moment before he wanders out like a newborn deer toddling on fresh legs. They quake underneath him and he almost falls a few times. He makes it, though, and stands outside in the fall morning with his chin tucked to his chest. The tears flow like a river down his face as he mourns the loss of his true love and he feels very alone. He mourns her as he lays there, his heart thrashing in his chest like some kind of wounded creature. Around noon, when he’s out of tears and the ache in his chest has become numb, he comes out of the grief he was drowning in. His chest heaves as he breathes in low gasps and his throat is raw. He stumbles to his feet again, emotionally wrung out and completely shattered. He doesn’t pay any mind to where he’s going, just let’s his paws move. He’s hyperaware of the things around him. Sees the reds and oranges and vibrant colors for the first time in a long, long time. The crunch of dead leaves under his feet seem to ring in his ears as though they were amplified. He shivers every time a damp leaf brushes his coat and more than once does he freeze when something rattles or drags somewhere around him. Anxiety crawls up his throat and he has to stop again and again to get a grip on himself.



RULES READ? Yes
WORD MINIMUM? 200 words
HOW DID YOU FIND US? friend use to play on here and recommended that i give a look
BIRTHDAY (month, day) March 15th

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