Post by io on May 30, 2008 10:54:24 GMT 10
Name
Io, for now. I might change it if the Admin Gods aren't fond of it. I haven't decided quite what I think.
Breed
Standard Grey Wolf
Age
2 years-is. (About 30 Moons)
Gender
Female
Description
Io is tall but there isn't much to her. Her pelt is pale, almost white up around her muzzle but twin streaks of ashy fur run parallel to her spine from her shoulders along the sides of her body to the base of her tail. She is missing fur on her right fore paw; a gift she received from an incident with a human trap. Thankfully it was faulty and she escaped with little more than what is now the scar.
Personality
Io is loyal to the cunning and powerful for she believes herself to be very clever. Her parents were omega wolves and for this, among other reasons, she resents them. She is young and due to this retains some pup-like qualities; idol worship, daydreaming, and the need to prove herself to name a few. But in her heart there is a place for wolves that can make her laugh although she tries desperately to hide this fact.
History
Io is young to be in search of a new pack but a strange sickness took hold of the Aphla Male. Those he didn't bite he chased away in a fit of madness with foam spewing from his muzzle. Io took the opportunity to become 'separated' from her Dame and Sire in search of adventure. She has been traveling ruffly a month when she stumbled into these lands and decided to seek acceptance.
Sample Post
The young she-wolf scented the air happily, a familiar smell tickled her nose and her pace quickened. Over the last week she had grown weary of the life of a lone wolf and ached for the taste of an animal larger than a rabbit. She paused only at the side of a babbling creek to lap at the cool water and toss a cry to the wind, a long low howl to alert whomever might be nearby.
Io, for now. I might change it if the Admin Gods aren't fond of it. I haven't decided quite what I think.
Breed
Standard Grey Wolf
Age
2 years-is. (About 30 Moons)
Gender
Female
Description
Io is tall but there isn't much to her. Her pelt is pale, almost white up around her muzzle but twin streaks of ashy fur run parallel to her spine from her shoulders along the sides of her body to the base of her tail. She is missing fur on her right fore paw; a gift she received from an incident with a human trap. Thankfully it was faulty and she escaped with little more than what is now the scar.
Personality
Io is loyal to the cunning and powerful for she believes herself to be very clever. Her parents were omega wolves and for this, among other reasons, she resents them. She is young and due to this retains some pup-like qualities; idol worship, daydreaming, and the need to prove herself to name a few. But in her heart there is a place for wolves that can make her laugh although she tries desperately to hide this fact.
History
Io is young to be in search of a new pack but a strange sickness took hold of the Aphla Male. Those he didn't bite he chased away in a fit of madness with foam spewing from his muzzle. Io took the opportunity to become 'separated' from her Dame and Sire in search of adventure. She has been traveling ruffly a month when she stumbled into these lands and decided to seek acceptance.
Sample Post
The young she-wolf scented the air happily, a familiar smell tickled her nose and her pace quickened. Over the last week she had grown weary of the life of a lone wolf and ached for the taste of an animal larger than a rabbit. She paused only at the side of a babbling creek to lap at the cool water and toss a cry to the wind, a long low howl to alert whomever might be nearby.