Post by JARIK` on Dec 27, 2012 12:03:30 GMT 10
[/center]OOC name:[/b] JagTHE PLAYER
Gender: FEMALE
Where’d you find us: I have my sources...
Other characters: n/a[/blockquote]
THE BASICS
Name: Jarik
Age: 2 years
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Pack rank: Omega
EXTERIOR
Build: Lithe and slender--on the thin side
Pelt: Very dark brown with a black face
Eyes: A cloudy, sky-blue
Markings/scars: n/a
Other:
INTERIOR
Positive traits: Optimistic, Gentle, Kind, Patient, Loyal, Honest
Negative traits: Shy, Introverted around strangers, Paranoid, Clingy, Occasionally dim-witted
Fears: Being alone, bees
Values: Friendships, Honesty
Family:
- Jagash -- grandfather/deceased
- Spira -- grandmother/deceased
- Belial -- father
- Alaska -- mother
History:
- Born and raised in a pack in a distant land.
- Grew up with his current best friend, Kalyn.
- Now that they have both 'come of age' they left their respective pack and wondered for a while.
- Discovered a new pack in the city and decided to join them as omegas.
- Limbo
First appearance: A really wiry, energetic young wolf that smiles a lot. Unless you're a stranger to him, he's very friendly and can be very sweet and gentle--though if he doesn't know you he's very quiet and shy.
THE SAMPLE
Sooo bored. Where's the color in my life? Her thoughts whispered to themselves, her tongue unfurling from her lips in a low yawn. Ugh. She was going to fall asleep at this rate, the warm sun on her belly, the warm metal on her back, the gentle weight of Francisco becoming non-existent as drowsiness began to wash over her. Man, it seemed like this was going to be another uneventful day in the life of Spira, just another one to add to the growing pile that was accumulating in the back of her mind. Yes, she was counting them, mostly because she didn't have anything else to do with her time. At night, she could often be found trying to count the stars, though everyone knew what a lost cause that was. She didn't care.
It was then the lukewarm breeze rolled over her again, nose twitching as a familiar scent washed over her, carrying its own unique tinge yet still mottled with the scent of many other wolves. Pack. Crimson eyes snapped open wider as she turned her head, trying to peer at the wolf who was growling at her with a rather nasty tone in his voice. Geez. Someone's grumpy today. Unable to see him properly, and not content with just seeing his raised hackles, she sighed and repositioned herself before rolling over onto her belly, her chest and everything above it now clearly visible. Her lifeless tail slumped over the side of the vehicle while her black forelimbs dangled in front of the windshield, obsidian claws lightly tapping on the glass while she looked him over. Ooh. Scary.
"Calm down, Mr. Macho. I'm not scaring anything away," she reprimanded, the smooth, seductive tones of her voice never wavering as she looked him over again. Not bad, not bad. And that feather was quite the exotic touch. She snorted at his telling her to move on, despite the prick in the back of her mind telling her to obey so he didn't hurt her. If anything, she'd take off if he tried to come up here after her, so she had a bit of space between them in order to get a nice head start. She was probably faster than him anyway. "Puh. Who are you to tell me to leave? If I recall correctly, there"aren't any borders or boundaries I have to watch out for. You guys don't do territories. This place is free reign, she lifted a paw, gesturing to the land around them and all its strange, snake-like statues. Among other things. Her crimson gaze never left his face, a customary smirk curling the black leather of her lips. She seemed totally relaxed, which was probably going to get on the grumpy wolf's nerves. Ah well, he could suck it up, its a nice day anyway. Might as well not ruin it with a sour attitude.
"On a lighter note, what's your name, handsome?" she crooned, tilting her head and keeping one hind-leg draped over Francisco, she'd managed to save him from falling to his death off the side of the car, though now he was trapped face-down under her leg.
Not that he was complaining.
EXTRA
Are you interested in your wolf receiving 'The Gene'?:Nah
If yes, list three powers or physical mutations you would interested in your wolf recieving if they recieve 'The Gene':
