Post by kiran on Feb 24, 2006 23:10:46 GMT -5
-Name: Kiran
-Age: 4
-Species: Wolf
-Breed(optional): Gray
-Gender: Brute
-Color: Grey
-Eye color: Amber
-History: Though some things are blurred and blank, Kiran does remember some things about his past:
Kiran was alone in the world ever since he was weaned. He barely survived the harsh winters as an abandoned pup. Many times Kiran faced life-threatening moments. This, only made him stronger. He grew, learning the ways of the world around him. He has traveled far, from one land to the next. In one land, he entered a cave. This part after he entered the cave is the part he can't remember. After he came out, he realized he was stronger, older, and had many scars from battles. What had happened there? And why couldn't he remember? He went on traveling, not knowing what he was traveling for. Was it a simple reason to travel? like prey, a home, and a mate? Or was the reason for complicated? Not even Kiran knows.
-Description: Kiran is painted with dark and light shades of grey and white. His pools are a light amber hue. His build is strong and his pelt is thick. Kiran has massive paws and almost never loses his footing.
-Sample Post:
Silvery brute made his way through the deep snow. His pads brushed against the ivory ground. Claws pierced the snow as he walked forward. The wind forced snowflakes against his massive bodice. He lowered his dial against it. The wind blew harder, as if challenging him. He pushed himself forward. Pistons sunk deep beneath the snow. The wind and snow started to die down. That is odd. The brute thought. He felt lighter, almost weightless. He was able to move more quickly now. Amber pools spotted a small ivory hill. He bounded toward it. The sun was rising. It shone brightly against his pelt. The brute smelled other wolves and many scent markers. Below him, was a territory. Nodding slowly, he walked forward to the very edge of the Territory's border. He threw back his dial and parted his maw, letting out a long, lonely howl. The silver brute lowered his dial once more to its regular height. The brute awaited the presence of the alpha. He, was Kiran. The Ray of Light.
Where did you find us?:
Pip
-Age: 4
-Species: Wolf
-Breed(optional): Gray
-Gender: Brute
-Color: Grey
-Eye color: Amber
-History: Though some things are blurred and blank, Kiran does remember some things about his past:
Kiran was alone in the world ever since he was weaned. He barely survived the harsh winters as an abandoned pup. Many times Kiran faced life-threatening moments. This, only made him stronger. He grew, learning the ways of the world around him. He has traveled far, from one land to the next. In one land, he entered a cave. This part after he entered the cave is the part he can't remember. After he came out, he realized he was stronger, older, and had many scars from battles. What had happened there? And why couldn't he remember? He went on traveling, not knowing what he was traveling for. Was it a simple reason to travel? like prey, a home, and a mate? Or was the reason for complicated? Not even Kiran knows.
-Description: Kiran is painted with dark and light shades of grey and white. His pools are a light amber hue. His build is strong and his pelt is thick. Kiran has massive paws and almost never loses his footing.
-Sample Post:
Silvery brute made his way through the deep snow. His pads brushed against the ivory ground. Claws pierced the snow as he walked forward. The wind forced snowflakes against his massive bodice. He lowered his dial against it. The wind blew harder, as if challenging him. He pushed himself forward. Pistons sunk deep beneath the snow. The wind and snow started to die down. That is odd. The brute thought. He felt lighter, almost weightless. He was able to move more quickly now. Amber pools spotted a small ivory hill. He bounded toward it. The sun was rising. It shone brightly against his pelt. The brute smelled other wolves and many scent markers. Below him, was a territory. Nodding slowly, he walked forward to the very edge of the Territory's border. He threw back his dial and parted his maw, letting out a long, lonely howl. The silver brute lowered his dial once more to its regular height. The brute awaited the presence of the alpha. He, was Kiran. The Ray of Light.
Where did you find us?:
Pip
