Post by Dusk on Feb 8, 2008 13:45:59 GMT -5
Name: Dusk
Age: About Three years
Height: 34 or 35 idk
Breed: Grey Wolf
Gender: Male
Personality: He's more of a lover, romanitic, than a fighter. He's a good talker, and knows how to treat a she-wolf, but when it comes to fighting he will fight for what he loves and for whom ever he loves. He's quite strong-willed, yet know when he has lost, but wot show it. He respects anyone that is high ranked than. The respect he got from his father, for his father was the Alpha of a long distroyed pack, that he left when he wasold enough to survive on his own. His looks he got from his beautiful mother whom died, 6 months after his birth. the reason for his leaving, because once his mother, Okra died, his father Deago wanted nothing to do with him, because he only reminded him of his mother. so he left hopping to find a pack who could truely love him.
Appearance:
Example post: Midnight. The moon high in the sky, as huge as ever seen before, and rip to be plucked out of the sky. Just as Dusk loved it, the light of the moon made his pelt glow a faint color of silver and deep gold. The smells of the night, so crisp as the smells in the morning, yet, the sun and the moon play two different kinds of light, but the moons light made everything mysterios, just how Dusk loved it. His paws briskly touched the ground with each step of his quickened pace that brought him into a run, not stopping to check his surrondings. Till he reached a cleffs edge, and his run stopped to a hault, just before he reached the end sending rocks scardering down the cliffs side as Dusk looked down. 'That was close' He thought to himself, as he backed away slowly then looked up to his faithful light, the moon, his eyes shimmered a deep yet soft shade of chocolate brown as the light refelcted across the land before him, as he wondered what the next day would bring him. Perhaps he will find a pack tomarrow.....
Age: About Three years
Height: 34 or 35 idk
Breed: Grey Wolf
Gender: Male
Personality: He's more of a lover, romanitic, than a fighter. He's a good talker, and knows how to treat a she-wolf, but when it comes to fighting he will fight for what he loves and for whom ever he loves. He's quite strong-willed, yet know when he has lost, but wot show it. He respects anyone that is high ranked than. The respect he got from his father, for his father was the Alpha of a long distroyed pack, that he left when he wasold enough to survive on his own. His looks he got from his beautiful mother whom died, 6 months after his birth. the reason for his leaving, because once his mother, Okra died, his father Deago wanted nothing to do with him, because he only reminded him of his mother. so he left hopping to find a pack who could truely love him.
Appearance:
Example post: Midnight. The moon high in the sky, as huge as ever seen before, and rip to be plucked out of the sky. Just as Dusk loved it, the light of the moon made his pelt glow a faint color of silver and deep gold. The smells of the night, so crisp as the smells in the morning, yet, the sun and the moon play two different kinds of light, but the moons light made everything mysterios, just how Dusk loved it. His paws briskly touched the ground with each step of his quickened pace that brought him into a run, not stopping to check his surrondings. Till he reached a cleffs edge, and his run stopped to a hault, just before he reached the end sending rocks scardering down the cliffs side as Dusk looked down. 'That was close' He thought to himself, as he backed away slowly then looked up to his faithful light, the moon, his eyes shimmered a deep yet soft shade of chocolate brown as the light refelcted across the land before him, as he wondered what the next day would bring him. Perhaps he will find a pack tomarrow.....