Post by Myssery on Jun 15, 2010 23:59:59 GMT -5
[/font][/right][/size]XX. Mystery
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Age:
3 years
My Gender:
Female
Breed:
Arctic Wolf
I Am A Member Of The:
Hu'li Pack
I Uphold The Rank Of:
Member
XX. Information
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Appearance(50 words minimum): Mystery is a white Arctic Wolf with grey in her pelt. She also has some flecks of black in her pelt. She has long legs, perfect for running, and petite paws, which can fit in small places. Her eyes are green with flecks of blue in them. Her eyes also contain flecks of black and brown coloring to them.
Personality(150 words): Mystery is nice to her friends. She treats everyone she knows very curtly. But, put her around strangers and a fight you'll get! If someone gives Mystery a bad first impression, watch out, because she won't give you a second chance. She only gives canines who are friends with her friends a second chance, and that isn't many she knows of. Mystery keeps to herself a lot. She prefers to be alone most of the time. She isn't shy though. She is the exact opposite, really. She is a great friend, and can get along with any one who makes a good first impression. She has no mate, but she takes no notice of that. She believes all females mated to a male for life are crazy. They have no idea of how to live their lives in her mind. Mystery is considered to live her life 'on the edge' because of how little she cares about mating, love, and being laid back. Mystery's just different.
History: optional
Personality(150 words): Mystery is nice to her friends. She treats everyone she knows very curtly. But, put her around strangers and a fight you'll get! If someone gives Mystery a bad first impression, watch out, because she won't give you a second chance. She only gives canines who are friends with her friends a second chance, and that isn't many she knows of. Mystery keeps to herself a lot. She prefers to be alone most of the time. She isn't shy though. She is the exact opposite, really. She is a great friend, and can get along with any one who makes a good first impression. She has no mate, but she takes no notice of that. She believes all females mated to a male for life are crazy. They have no idea of how to live their lives in her mind. Mystery is considered to live her life 'on the edge' because of how little she cares about mating, love, and being laid back. Mystery's just different.
History: optional
XX. A Little Extra
Likes:
Dislikes:
RP Sample:
Mystery:
The white, grey, and black wolf walked through the woods carefully. Her petite feet moved swiftly, carrying her through the trees quietly. She scented, longingly. The smell of rabbit crossed her nostrils. She licked her maw happily. She turned in the direction of the scent. A few feet ahead of her was a large, brown rabbit! She crouched low, ready to make her move. Once again, her petite paws carried her small mass through the path and onto the rabbit. She bit fervently on the rabbit's neck. The rabbit was dead in seconds, an it went limp in the wolf's mouth. She carried the rabbit back to camp and placed it on the pile. Then, she went back out for more.
This time, the wollf went the opposite direction. Her name was Mystery. She was an Arctic Wolf of the Hu'li Pack. Her name fit her well, for she was a mystery. One yet to be solved by any wolf. The wolf tilted her head as she scented the air. In the air, the scent of squirrel hung sharply. 'Well that's no good.' She thought to herself. She scented harder, and caught the faintest scent of deer. Deer. They hadn't had that in a while. She followed the scent precisely. She soon came to a small clearing. In the middle of the clearing was an average sized deer. It was grazing gently throughout the field. Mystery crouched low. The deer was straight in front of her. She pounced. The deer went limp, like the rabbit, as soon as her teeth touched it's fragile neck. She dragged the deer back proudly, and stopped. That was enough hunting, for the moment.
- Good friends
- Hunting
- Being alone
Dislikes:
- Mating
- Mean canines
- Hurting those who are younger then her
RP Sample:
Mystery:
The white, grey, and black wolf walked through the woods carefully. Her petite feet moved swiftly, carrying her through the trees quietly. She scented, longingly. The smell of rabbit crossed her nostrils. She licked her maw happily. She turned in the direction of the scent. A few feet ahead of her was a large, brown rabbit! She crouched low, ready to make her move. Once again, her petite paws carried her small mass through the path and onto the rabbit. She bit fervently on the rabbit's neck. The rabbit was dead in seconds, an it went limp in the wolf's mouth. She carried the rabbit back to camp and placed it on the pile. Then, she went back out for more.
This time, the wollf went the opposite direction. Her name was Mystery. She was an Arctic Wolf of the Hu'li Pack. Her name fit her well, for she was a mystery. One yet to be solved by any wolf. The wolf tilted her head as she scented the air. In the air, the scent of squirrel hung sharply. 'Well that's no good.' She thought to herself. She scented harder, and caught the faintest scent of deer. Deer. They hadn't had that in a while. She followed the scent precisely. She soon came to a small clearing. In the middle of the clearing was an average sized deer. It was grazing gently throughout the field. Mystery crouched low. The deer was straight in front of her. She pounced. The deer went limp, like the rabbit, as soon as her teeth touched it's fragile neck. She dragged the deer back proudly, and stopped. That was enough hunting, for the moment.
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