Post by kibablue on May 9, 2007 12:28:38 GMT -5
Name:Jenga
Age:5
Gender:female
Breed:arctic wolf
Coat colour:ray and white, mostly fray around the ruff and face, but mostly white on the body
Markings:a black back foot.
Allignment~ Dark
Personality (Must be atleast 4 sentences):
Her manners if you wish to call them that are curt and short tempered.She likes her prvacy and needs no one mostly.If you had accepted her into a den or a pack, you would only see her mostly during breeding seaosns.She would feircely guard her pups and could take care of herself spendidly.She only cares ot be a leader, she had always been the second best, but not now as she is ferocious in her 'courtious' manners.
Practice post:
A ashen gray snout scented the wind sharply as it flowed across the trees and swaying grasses.Jenga`s sharp scent picked up more wolves as she padded slowly and cautiously into the new realm she had never known before.It was uncommonly warm here, and she was comfortably and irritable in this accursed weather.She was raised in the Arctic, known to her as Vrael.Her ruff sparked with uneasiness as she passed packs, teeth bared exposing her yellow and rusted blood flecked canines.Stalking past them the breeze wafted a new scent into her sniffing snout; deer.Growing stealkthy and excited, she slinked into the shadows quitely as she waited for the weaker ones to pass before her.As she waited patiently, she counted at least twenty deer.As she scanned the herd she spotted a limping one off to the sides.Gathering her forlegs up under her, she put off a burst of speed, scattering deer.As she bore down upon the wounded deer, her vocals emmitted yips and yelps of hunger and excitement.Nipping the back legs, she jumped for the nck and took the deer down.Then she was alone to finish off her excellent meal by herself the way she liked it.
Age:5
Gender:female
Breed:arctic wolf
Coat colour:ray and white, mostly fray around the ruff and face, but mostly white on the body
Markings:a black back foot.
Allignment~ Dark
Personality (Must be atleast 4 sentences):
Her manners if you wish to call them that are curt and short tempered.She likes her prvacy and needs no one mostly.If you had accepted her into a den or a pack, you would only see her mostly during breeding seaosns.She would feircely guard her pups and could take care of herself spendidly.She only cares ot be a leader, she had always been the second best, but not now as she is ferocious in her 'courtious' manners.
Practice post:
A ashen gray snout scented the wind sharply as it flowed across the trees and swaying grasses.Jenga`s sharp scent picked up more wolves as she padded slowly and cautiously into the new realm she had never known before.It was uncommonly warm here, and she was comfortably and irritable in this accursed weather.She was raised in the Arctic, known to her as Vrael.Her ruff sparked with uneasiness as she passed packs, teeth bared exposing her yellow and rusted blood flecked canines.Stalking past them the breeze wafted a new scent into her sniffing snout; deer.Growing stealkthy and excited, she slinked into the shadows quitely as she waited for the weaker ones to pass before her.As she waited patiently, she counted at least twenty deer.As she scanned the herd she spotted a limping one off to the sides.Gathering her forlegs up under her, she put off a burst of speed, scattering deer.As she bore down upon the wounded deer, her vocals emmitted yips and yelps of hunger and excitement.Nipping the back legs, she jumped for the nck and took the deer down.Then she was alone to finish off her excellent meal by herself the way she liked it.