OOC: I used to play here YEARS ago and lost the url :( SOOOOO glad to see LC has survived an excited to return!!!

Character Bio
NAME : Talien
AGE : 4 years 6 months
GENDER : female
EYE COLOR : the outer rim is almost pure silver while closer to the pupil shades into a deep sapphire blue

APPEARANCE :
Talien is a small creature. In height she only measures about 46 inches in length and 32 inches in shoulder height. Her base coat is a deep steel gray though her overall appearance at first glance is a startling white. During the summer, as with most artic wolves, the brilliant white fades and gives life to the steel colored gray of her undercoat although her black points (ears, muzzle, and tail) remain prevalent. She has a black snip on the bridge of her nose that runs halfway up her muzzle and ends just below her eyes. She has an unusually long tail tipped in black of 16 inches that appears slightly disproportionate to her small lean body. She is not as lean as the timber wolves but neither is she as thickly built as most Artic Wolves. She is intelligent and cunning and uses her stealth to feed herself during the months when her coat contrasts her surroundings the most.

PERSONALITY : She is calm and laid back for the most part though she has a fierce sense of curiosity that often puts her into questionable situations. She is intelligent in that she does not react first, but is cautious and would rather stand back and observe to gather all facts before acting. She is fiercely loyal to those that manage to gain her trust and companionship and she will do anything possible for the benefit of the pack and those she cares for.
HISTORY : for now will remain a mystery.
IMPRINTABILITY : yes she is imprintable
OOC - WolfieG

OOC Information

SAMPLE : posted below. Taken from Beyond the Mountain (www.beyondthemountains.neocities.com)
HAVE YOU READ THE RULES? : yes
WHAT IS OUR REQUIRED WORD MINIMUM? : 200 words
HOW DID YOU FIND US? : pure luck! jk I was doing some advertising for BTM and happened to run across the link
EMAIL : littlewolfgirl1217@gmail.com
CHATANGO : none
OTHER CONTACTS : alaina.cato1217@gmail.com (this is my business/school email account... if you for some reason cant reach me on the other... I'm available here for emergencies.


Sample Post


She knew he would come. Although their time together had been rather short lived, there was one thing about him that Talien had learned... he always protected what he believed to be his. For as long as Talien could remember, the Forbidden Dale had been around. Although Ichiro had never allowed his headstrong daughter venture over the mountains, Talien had heard the stories of the horses there.

She had been surprised when he has spoken of the Dale. A part of her knew that their coupling would break the heart of Ichiro were he to ever know... but none the less there was something about the rugged gruff stallion that intrigued her. Zurok and Triple Strike had showered her with words of adoration, kindness, and promises of love and devotion. Rhaego... he was much different.

Talien watched him in mild fascination now as his russet figure came into view. He moved towards her at a heavy hoofed trot, his thick neck holding his proud head high as his own dark brown eyes seek out the intruder. A coy smirk ghosts across the ash dusted lips as Talien took note of the recognition as it traveled across his face, and the lustful hunger in which his eyes still trailed over her supple, sultry curves.

A single tipped dial flickers amid the mass of tangling chocolate tresses that tumble in wild curls along the arching slope of her graceful neck as he speaks, his gruff voice breaking the silence that had built up between the trio. Subconsciously, she is soothed by his voice. While everything else she may have known seems to have been swallowed by the thick fog that even now wisps over the mountain crevices... he at least, is still here.

He wears a wolfish smile as he slows to a halt before her. A single dial twitches as a coy grin of her own toys at the corners of her ash dusted labrums. For a moment she does not say a word, merely stands there, letting her icy blue eyes meet his fierce gaze. "Rhaego..." she purrs, letting the syllables of his name play across her lips like it had that summer night. Her unusually long tail whipping about her hocks as the cold autumn winds drift across the hillside upon which they stood. "It has been awhile.." she murmurs, more to herself than to him directly. She had almost forgot how ruggedly hansom he could be with that wolfish smile and hunger dancing in his eyes. It made her feel like some prized show dog on display but that did not bother her, if anything it made her proud little head rise just a bit higher.

A single brow arches as the petite mare of bronzed gold dips her head to nudge the young filly at her side. "Baylor..." she finishes, tiny, pointed ears stand alert amid the thick layer of hairs that tumble in wild, wind tangled curls against her cheek. Every now and then a soft chilled breeze would twist its invisible fingers through them, causing them to appear to have a life of their own. Her proud neck arches, ashen muzzle pressing neatly against the golden concave of her chest cavity as she takes a single bold step towards him, a sultry smile ghosting once more across her lips, "I figured it was about time that you meet your daughter." …