Name: Pompeii
Age (pup, teen, adult): Adult
Gender: Brute
Appearance: Pompeii is a very large, very thick, Russian wolf. His fur is coarse and a beautiful fiery red-orange that has been singed around the face and along the spine. He has chrome beneath the chin and on the underbelly. Even his eyes reflect the burning embers of the volcanic terror that was once Mt. Vesuvius. He has a considerably short but thick maw. He is incredibly athletic with toned muscle and hardly any fat. His legs are thick as tree trunks and his head square and heavy. He's a force to be reckoned with, built like a brick from ear to tail.
Personality: This is the kind of wolf that you will never be able to figure out, no matter how close you think you are to him he will always be able to surprise you. Pompeii is smart, cunning, and absolutely fearless. He does exactly what he has to do to get whatever needs to be done, done. He's good at what he does, one of the best in fact. Pompeii can be the most loyal companion one will ever have the privilege of knowing. However, he could easily turn around and ruin your entire existence if you do him or his loved ones wrong. He's not afraid today, he's not afraid of pain, the fear has left this beast long ago. And that is precisely what makes him so dangerous. So get on his good side, or run baby run.
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Player (OOC) Name: Pompeii
Email: dkw-designs@comcast.net
Pompeii
The smell of smoke lies in the air
Ashes, ashes in my hair
I stare into the graying skies
Only then did I realize
The fire shooting from the mountain
Like a big, hot, reeking, boiling fountain
Stone-still, I await my death
Smoke obstructs my every breath
I hear my people’s deadly cries
Quickly, quickly, I close my eyes
Male || Lone || Young Adult
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