Post by shetan on Jan 11, 2006 8:24:11 GMT -5
Name: Shetan
Age: 4
Gender: Female
Mate: none yet
Pups: none yet
Mother: Keara
Father: Rowren
Siblings: Barree, Lara
Optics Color: dark brown, almost black
Pelt Color: Mostly white, with splashes of browns in different shades.
Personality: Shetan is wary of strangers and it takes her quite a while to trust anyone. If you break her trust, she will not forgive you lightly. Worse, if you break her heart, she may kill you. Easy to anger at times, you must be careful of what you say. Once her temper flares, it cannot be quenched, only allowe to burn out on its own.
History: Shetan's parents had been the alphas of her old pack, and when she had grown older, and they had died during a hunt, she and her sister had fought for the position of alpha. She could have easily beaten Lara, but Barree had jumped in to stop them, and accidently injured Shetan. Angered greatly but them both, she had limped away with both a heart leg and a hurt heart. For two years she wondered until she came to a strange new land with new varg. She decided to give this place a chance.
Example of RP:
The golden sun was sinking, giving up its throne to the moon. Night was approaching quickly, and Shetan was waiting. Her eyes were upon the sky, glued there, searching for the white peril that would soon come upon the land. The sky was cloudy, but instead of soft white clouds, dark monstrous ones floated high above her. The time would come soon. The clouds would not abstain their torrent of swirling white for long now.
Staring up at the heavy sky, Shetan's dark eyes hardened like ice. A deep gutteral noise escaped her maw. She hated the snow, simply because it brought joy to so many others, yet not to her. The night she had fought her sister, it had been snowing...Fangs bared, she rose from her spot on a grassy knoll and stalked away in the dark forest behind her.
Alliance: Dark
Age: 4
Gender: Female
Mate: none yet
Pups: none yet
Mother: Keara
Father: Rowren
Siblings: Barree, Lara
Optics Color: dark brown, almost black
Pelt Color: Mostly white, with splashes of browns in different shades.
Personality: Shetan is wary of strangers and it takes her quite a while to trust anyone. If you break her trust, she will not forgive you lightly. Worse, if you break her heart, she may kill you. Easy to anger at times, you must be careful of what you say. Once her temper flares, it cannot be quenched, only allowe to burn out on its own.
History: Shetan's parents had been the alphas of her old pack, and when she had grown older, and they had died during a hunt, she and her sister had fought for the position of alpha. She could have easily beaten Lara, but Barree had jumped in to stop them, and accidently injured Shetan. Angered greatly but them both, she had limped away with both a heart leg and a hurt heart. For two years she wondered until she came to a strange new land with new varg. She decided to give this place a chance.
Example of RP:
The golden sun was sinking, giving up its throne to the moon. Night was approaching quickly, and Shetan was waiting. Her eyes were upon the sky, glued there, searching for the white peril that would soon come upon the land. The sky was cloudy, but instead of soft white clouds, dark monstrous ones floated high above her. The time would come soon. The clouds would not abstain their torrent of swirling white for long now.
Staring up at the heavy sky, Shetan's dark eyes hardened like ice. A deep gutteral noise escaped her maw. She hated the snow, simply because it brought joy to so many others, yet not to her. The night she had fought her sister, it had been snowing...Fangs bared, she rose from her spot on a grassy knoll and stalked away in the dark forest behind her.
Alliance: Dark