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Oct 25, 2012 21:29:35 GMT -5
Post by Possanza on Oct 25, 2012 21:29:35 GMT -5
Emery "We are strong, we don't belong, born in this world as it all falls apart." this is me in the flesh,NAME: Emery NICKNAME(S): Ems PRONUNCIATION: Eh-more-ee POSITION: Dominor
taste the sky,AGE: 3.5 Years old. GENDER: Male BREED: Great Plains Wolf HEIGHT: 40 in. APPEARANCE: Emery has a deep ebony coat. It has some dazzling silver highlights as well, along his tail, chest, underbelly, inner ears, and along his front and hind legs. His eyes are a deep, vivid yellow. They tell a story. Of love, hate, and understanding of the world before him. His nails are short, due to all of the walking he does on a daily basis. His paw pads are a grey-type color. Along his silver front legs are tiny scars, from past fights. They are a light (almost white) pink, and leave parts in his fur. His fur is thick, and at times a bit messed up. Emery is a muscular wolf, that leaves you with a "I do not wish to mess with this fella" thought in your head. He oozes "tough", and "strong". Just above his nose is a patch of dirt brown fur. Overall he is an attractive, yet rugged wolf.
thoughts that make me go insane,PERSONALITY: Emery is not a sane wolf. He has his fair share of problems... in fact, more than he probably should have. He has evil/sinister thoughts. Murderous evil thoughts. He has a very controlling personality, and always would like to be in charge. If he is not he becomes quite angry and upset. He has been known to lose his cool and lash out at others. He generally does not like to associate with others. Only when he has to, or when he would like to give orders.
Emery tries to keep others away from him. But if you do win your way into his heart, he will not let you go. I mean that quite literally. He will do anything and everything to keep you with him. He will become protective. Most wolves do not realize this going in to a friendship/partnership/courtship with Emery. When they do find this out, it is already too late. He would rather have the wolf he cares for close by and miserable, than happy and distant. all over my shoulder,FATHER: N/A MOTHER: N/A SIBLINGS: N/A HISTORY: Emery doesn't much remember his pup-hood. The thought of it angers him, simply because it is so far out of reach in his mind. His memory starts to kick in at about the time when he went out on his own. At the time he didn't much care for joining a pack, or finding a mate for that matter either. Eventually (at about two years of age) he wanted to pass on his genes. He found a potential mate. She seemed strong, powerful, healthy, and like the perfect mate. She was not interested in him, but he forced her to stay. He force bred with her. Turpa did not want to bless them with fertility apparently, so the pregnancy was a no go. Non-existent in fact. He let this wolf go, and was left with nothing but sour feelings. He never knew what had happened to this wolf, and he didn't much care to be quite frank. As he went about life he began to want to become a pack leader. He did not want to roam... He wanted to have a pack of female slaves, who he could breed with at whim. He wanted male slaves to go out and do his dirty work. He wanted to run a piece of land that no one dare cross over into. This brings us to now, at 3.5 years of age, and he is no longer sure what he wants, but is willing to go with the flow of life.
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Nov 3, 2012 21:51:58 GMT -5
Post by Possanza on Nov 3, 2012 21:51:58 GMT -5
Simone "You make me happy, whether you know it or not We should be happy, that's what I said from the start I am so happy Knowin' you are the one that I want for the rest of my days For the rest of my days, yo all of my days" this is me in the flesh,NAME: Simone NICKNAME(S): Simmy PRONUNCIATION: Si-moan POSITION: Free-roamer
taste the sky,AGE: One year. GENDER: Female BREED: Red Wolf HEIGHT: 26 inches. APPEARANCE: Simone has a gorgeous, slender figure. She has a red, almost auburn fur color. It has hints of grey-black going down her spine and over the top of her tail. She has a creamy underbelly, as well as on her inner legs. Her eyes are almost a Halloween orange. They are beautiful, and sparkle with life and zest. Her nose is jet black, the darkest part of her body. The top half of her snout is orange like a fox, and the bottom is that creamy white color. Her paw pads are a deep ebony color, and her paws seem a bit too big for her body. Her nails are short, seeing as she is a free roamer and does a lot of walking around. Simone has a semi-thick coat. There are no scars on her body. She has not been any fights, so she has none. Hunting and such never gave her a scar either. She seems to have a flawless beauty. Regal, almost, but at the same time has a street rat attitude which rubs off in her appearance.
thoughts that make me go insane,PERSONALITY: When you meet Simone you will notice her spunky personality! She almost carries herself with a hop in her step. She is most certainly an optimist, and loves to meet new wolves. Along with all of this, she has a flirty personality. She finds herself flirting with any attractive, strong male that she comes in contact with. She realizes she is young, but she want to be right there with the males. She has a pup-like personality. She is always looking for a good time, and expecting the best in every situation. Naive would be a good word to describe her. She doesn't think about the bad that could happen. She doesn't think about the dangers in particular situations. She thinks the world is just a good place to have fun in. She is enjoyable to be around. She can always keep a conversation going. She is also willing to ask questions that not all wolves would ask.
She is a compassionate being though. She has a heart, and a big one at that. She loves, rather than hates. She refuses to use the word "hate" in fact! She's just happy-go-lucky, spunky, cheerful, and naive. all over my shoulder,FATHER: N/A MOTHER: N/A SIBLINGS: N/A HISTORY: Simone had a lovely pup hood. Mom and pop loved her very much. She had three brothers and another sister. She enjoyed their company quite a bit. They always seemed to find some sort of adventure. Her mom and dad were the alphas of a pack. She felt good growing up in a safe environment away from the dangers of the world, dangers that she barely knew existed. She always seemed to have a full belly, as their land had plentiful amounts of food in their land. She was taught to hunt only by the best. She excelled I hunting.
She never had that dominant spirit. She didn't like to be told what to do, but she also didn't like telling others what to do either. She was just a neutral wolf. She found peace in solitude, even in her days with the pack. She would find herself taking an evening stroll so she could be alone and think.
Eventually Simone realized that the pack life really wasn't for her. She told her family of her intentions to leave the pack. They were quite displeased, but told her if she ever needed a pack to call her own she was always welcome back.
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