Post by wolfsong15 on Jun 26, 2006 18:05:15 GMT -5
Name: Alia
Age: 3
Appearance: she has coal black fur. her eyes are a violet color. she is a medium sized wolf with long legs for running swiftly through snow. she has absolutely no white marks on her fur. she strong and muscular for a female because she likes to hunt. she looks like a north American wolf with a thick pelt in the winter. her fur doesn't change during seasons and is constantly a deep black. at times, she can stick out like a soar thumb but she blends in with the darkness at night.
History: Alia was born into a strong pack. she had 5 other brothers and sisters. when she was about 2 humans started to build homes around the packs territory. soon, the alpha lessened the amount of territory they owned for the safety of the pack. the humans didn't live in a huge metropolis and therefore had pens of sheep and pigs and herds of cattle. their territory had thick trees and vegetation, but to make room for houses and ranches the humans had cut down the trees. the grasses dried and the area became desolate. one night, a huge fire started in a field and spread fast. winds picked up and carried the blaze through the homes and the wolves' territory. the fire had killed Alia's parents and some of her siblings including the homes of the humans. the rest of the pack that survived had split up to escape but they had never reunited. Alia became a wanderer and taught herself to hunt solo. she learned how to survive without the safety of a pack but she became lonely. now she seeks a pack and the rest of her family.
Personality: Alia is incredibly skilled at surviving on her own. she can sometimes look down on others who can't keep up with her skill and depend on a pack to survive. she can be stubborn but she knows what she wants out of life and will search for it. she is extremely loyal to those she trusts which aren't very many wolves. it takes a while to gain her trust but when she knows she can confide in you, she will trust you forever.
Roleplaying Sample: Alia sprinted through tall grasses, a small black streak in a field of green. she pumped her long legs and picked up speed. her presence disturbed the flowers and petals flung in the air like a colorful trail. her violet eyes glittered with joy. birds flew up in a daze and perched back in there original spots as Alia whizzed by. she snapped her jaws playfully at a butterfly floating along the surface of the grasses. she slowly came to a stop and seemingly danced along in the field, her head held up high. for a moment she had forgotten about the fire and the deaths of some of her family. she trotted over to a stream and peered into the glassy water. little guppies swam in and out of vegetation, their gills flashing a fiery red. in a rush, the memories came back to her. tears streamed down her muzzle much like the night when the blaze had started and the smoke had stung her eyes. she layed down and rested her head on her paws mournfully. will she ever get a break from her melancholy memories?
Other: i have been rping for a while now. i have always liked to write so rping had come almost naturally to me. i rp any where at any time. i love to do wolf rp's and therefore, i have been using my character for a while now.
Age: 3
Appearance: she has coal black fur. her eyes are a violet color. she is a medium sized wolf with long legs for running swiftly through snow. she has absolutely no white marks on her fur. she strong and muscular for a female because she likes to hunt. she looks like a north American wolf with a thick pelt in the winter. her fur doesn't change during seasons and is constantly a deep black. at times, she can stick out like a soar thumb but she blends in with the darkness at night.
History: Alia was born into a strong pack. she had 5 other brothers and sisters. when she was about 2 humans started to build homes around the packs territory. soon, the alpha lessened the amount of territory they owned for the safety of the pack. the humans didn't live in a huge metropolis and therefore had pens of sheep and pigs and herds of cattle. their territory had thick trees and vegetation, but to make room for houses and ranches the humans had cut down the trees. the grasses dried and the area became desolate. one night, a huge fire started in a field and spread fast. winds picked up and carried the blaze through the homes and the wolves' territory. the fire had killed Alia's parents and some of her siblings including the homes of the humans. the rest of the pack that survived had split up to escape but they had never reunited. Alia became a wanderer and taught herself to hunt solo. she learned how to survive without the safety of a pack but she became lonely. now she seeks a pack and the rest of her family.
Personality: Alia is incredibly skilled at surviving on her own. she can sometimes look down on others who can't keep up with her skill and depend on a pack to survive. she can be stubborn but she knows what she wants out of life and will search for it. she is extremely loyal to those she trusts which aren't very many wolves. it takes a while to gain her trust but when she knows she can confide in you, she will trust you forever.
Roleplaying Sample: Alia sprinted through tall grasses, a small black streak in a field of green. she pumped her long legs and picked up speed. her presence disturbed the flowers and petals flung in the air like a colorful trail. her violet eyes glittered with joy. birds flew up in a daze and perched back in there original spots as Alia whizzed by. she snapped her jaws playfully at a butterfly floating along the surface of the grasses. she slowly came to a stop and seemingly danced along in the field, her head held up high. for a moment she had forgotten about the fire and the deaths of some of her family. she trotted over to a stream and peered into the glassy water. little guppies swam in and out of vegetation, their gills flashing a fiery red. in a rush, the memories came back to her. tears streamed down her muzzle much like the night when the blaze had started and the smoke had stung her eyes. she layed down and rested her head on her paws mournfully. will she ever get a break from her melancholy memories?
Other: i have been rping for a while now. i have always liked to write so rping had come almost naturally to me. i rp any where at any time. i love to do wolf rp's and therefore, i have been using my character for a while now.
