Alkaline
Age: 4
Gender: Male
Eye color: bright turquoise with streaks of gold radiating out from the pupil.


Color: He is 38in high with a weight of 145lbs. He has a slender, almost regal build and is built more for speed then for brawn. His coat is mainly a mahogany in color along his back with some of the hairs being a tawny-rust color giving him the effect of being on fire. The mahogany fades to an obsidian around his left rear leg and his right foreleg, the obsidian hits the tip of his left ear and curls around to spread around his left eye with streaks dropping down his snout giving him an odd sort of fierce look.

Personality: Despite his fierce looks he is a softy at heart, he is the embodiment of life and joy and rarely anything makes him angry. However, he is not afraid to throw down to protect those he cares about but can rarely be provoked into doing so if there is no danger.

Able to be imprinted on.

Ooc: bri

-I have read the rules, there is a 200 word minimum and I tagged along after Mione, owner of Omega.

Chatango: xxBri
Aim: BMV1189
Birthday: November 1st

Writing Sample: Talia to Nathaniel/Julianna

She knew she should have watched her tone of voice as soon as the words left her lips. She knew she had to tread carefully around the younger girl, she kept them all at arms length. Talia wanted to change it and as soon as Jules began to apologize, Talia’s stance changed a bit, her shoulders rolled forward as if she’d let out a breath she was holding. Her hands folded at her waist, “I’m sorry Julianna, please forgive my tone, my—emotions—are all over the place still. But this does not excuse my tone.”

They paused near one of the side hallways as Julianna spoke about her grades, ”I was always good in math, so if you ever need any help, you can always come to me,” There was hesitation in her voice, she wasn’t used to being forward at all. Her words were posed as questions or with apprehension. Her gaze shifts to the ground in front of them just as a cool breeze pebbles over her again bringing with it the scent of the forest and the distinct scent of her mate. Her body had shifted considerably of its own volition as if anticipating the man with the scent while her attention was focused on the young wolf.

There was anxiety that spiked in her for the time it took Nate to walk from the door to her side, as if the thought of being so far from him was too hard for her. She was sure it was the heightened hormones, she wasn’t very needy, she was more of the laid back type and she was sure this was why she was being punished with all of these emotions now. There it was, the way his arm slipped around her and the way she was tugged close and to the way she seemed to draw into him, sliding her arm around his waist with a smile up at him. “Not at all. I was just about to ask Julianna if she would like to go for a run tomorrow?” There it was again, phrased as a question to Julianna and to Nathaniel both. Talia knew that there was nothing like being with the pack and if she could somehow contribute into bringing the young woman under the packs protection and beneath Nathaniel’s watchful gaze.

At his questioning words, she tucked her chin her head laid against his shoulder, ’Our little one is making his mother bipolar.’ She says this with laughter in her voice, the agitation over her earlier thoughts still lingered a bit. ”What do you have planned for the rest of the evening?” There it was, that question to him again, always questions when she knew he’d give her whatever was in his power.