Post by Snow™ on Aug 1, 2008 13:52:39 GMT -5
Name: Aztec
Age: 5
Height: Dx I'm too lazy. He's stocky, very heavily built.
Breed: Timber
Gender: Male
Personality: He knows how to be polite but he'd much rather be himself- Rough and tough. He'll toss around a male in a fight he got in cause he was bored. He's the toughylonertype. :3
Appearance: See example
200 word example post:
A black, furry ball was lying at the base of a tree, just sitting there. A quick glance would cause one to think it was simply a charred spot in the ground. Upon closer inspection, you'd see it was a bulky wolf.
The brute unfolded from his nap, a long salmon pink tounge breaking the sea of black as it peaked out of his maw. If you looked closely, you'd see that his snout was a dark grey that faded into black as it creeped up his maw. His eyes were outlined in the same hue, and his tail was tipped with it. He opened his eyes now revealing normal wolven eyes. A deep piercing yellow/gold color.
He shook his grayscale coat free of dust, and stood up, looking around. He heard the splashes of water and howls, not too far off. Audits flicked to determine in which direction he'd have to travel to find the pack. Once he'd figured it out, he set off in a trot, tail swishing behind him.
As he broke through the tall grasses, he caught sight of a vix, and then a brute. His tounge lolled out as the smell of the cool water hit his nares, making him realize how thirsty he really was. He crouched down, whimpering, trying to figure out how to approach the two.
"Allo." He finally boomed, his voice loud and thick with male-ness. "May I intrude? I'm awful thirsty." He wasn't one to be polite, but he was too weak from travel to fight, so he figured it was something he'd have to do.
Age: 5
Height: Dx I'm too lazy. He's stocky, very heavily built.
Breed: Timber
Gender: Male
Personality: He knows how to be polite but he'd much rather be himself- Rough and tough. He'll toss around a male in a fight he got in cause he was bored. He's the toughylonertype. :3
Appearance: See example
200 word example post:
A black, furry ball was lying at the base of a tree, just sitting there. A quick glance would cause one to think it was simply a charred spot in the ground. Upon closer inspection, you'd see it was a bulky wolf.
The brute unfolded from his nap, a long salmon pink tounge breaking the sea of black as it peaked out of his maw. If you looked closely, you'd see that his snout was a dark grey that faded into black as it creeped up his maw. His eyes were outlined in the same hue, and his tail was tipped with it. He opened his eyes now revealing normal wolven eyes. A deep piercing yellow/gold color.
He shook his grayscale coat free of dust, and stood up, looking around. He heard the splashes of water and howls, not too far off. Audits flicked to determine in which direction he'd have to travel to find the pack. Once he'd figured it out, he set off in a trot, tail swishing behind him.
As he broke through the tall grasses, he caught sight of a vix, and then a brute. His tounge lolled out as the smell of the cool water hit his nares, making him realize how thirsty he really was. He crouched down, whimpering, trying to figure out how to approach the two.
"Allo." He finally boomed, his voice loud and thick with male-ness. "May I intrude? I'm awful thirsty." He wasn't one to be polite, but he was too weak from travel to fight, so he figured it was something he'd have to do.