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Post by Shadow on Mar 26, 2005 16:07:11 GMT -5
-Dubbing : Silver Mist. -Gender : Female. -Race : Timber Wolf. -Optics : Crimson Hazel I believe not very sure. I have only seem them in the water while I drank. -Pelt : Ashen though there are patches of a rubby red upon my coat. I think its from on of my fights though i'm not really sure. Anyways it gives me color. -Winters : Three I believe i'm not very sure. I was left with the two legs too long I believe. -My Past : My life began within a den with my mother. Thy father had left leaving with the rest of the pack. Wandering out of sight leaving my mother to care for her pups alone. When I was merely eight months old she had been killed before my own eyes. Taken in by the man who had taken my mothers life because she had taken his sheeps. Though I had ran away no longer wishing to live with these two legs. So here I wander just as my father had when he left. -Personality : I'm rather strong hearted, Not easily taken down by words. I have learned the ways of my people. If I make a kill others shall wait till I have had my fill. Of they shall leave with the wounds of my pride. -Sire : Unknown -Dam : Unknown |
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Post by Shadow on Apr 27, 2005 21:51:38 GMT -5
 -Dubbing : Mika -Gender : Female. -Race : Timber Wolf. -Optics : I loafy yellow like those of a birds. I have seem many birds of prey with the same yellow. -Pelt : My coat is made of the most dimess blacks and greys. Though I honor everything I am. I miss the pure ebony hue I had as a pup. Though beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder. -Winters : Two just about threes years now. I cant believe how much I have ground in these past years. Thank you Spook, Thank you Spike. For showing me the right path. -My Past : My own father brought my siblings to their death. Known for felling faes after killing all but one or two of their kin then leading human to their pack to clear the rest out. Well he didnt kill me or my own mother now did he for I am still here? When I was about a year old my I had still yet to know my father and had left my mum for the second time. This time leaving forever to be with two brutes with a bad rep. Though I myself have grown my own rep in place of growing with them. Who'd think I would have killed my own father eh? -Personality : Dont think I can just be pushed to the ground like some weak fae. I fight my own battles and dont let others take my place. Dont pick a fight with me trust these eyes of loafy yellow they dont lie, I shall win and trust me you wont leave with pride. Just shame and pity upon your poor soul. -Sire : Thy da? This name has no place in my blood lines. Let the beast rot in the firey pits of hell. -Dam : Snowfall thy shameful mother. To believe I am a kin to this gift of god. Aye, I would have rather been born of the great one, Wolfbane. |
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Post by Shadow on Jun 1, 2005 16:26:47 GMT -5
     -Dubbing : Myra -Gender : Female -Race : Timber Wolf -Optics : Midnight hinted orbs like those of the night. Specked with gold marking the sky as all light is stripped from the sky. -Pelt : Unlike my mother I was given a pelt like that of thy father. The mixture of browns, greys, blacks and whites thorwn together to make me what I am. -Winters : I have walked upon this world for five months now in hidding. Though it is about time my mother comes closer to her death. As I come closer to my showing to the others. (Other pictures are her when shes older.) -My Past : I was left unknown by all. For none to see though the years I have grown yet she has fallen. The sire lost in his own little world left to bid to others. While my dam killed herself. Bodice left to rot upon thy uncles land. Side tore as had been her heart no more then a lead stone. The pain she weep those nights he wandered within her dreams. A curse now dead though I was left unknown I walk this earth for all to see. Sinned by the one my mother once loved for thy am the next wolfbane. -Personality : I have one much like thy mother. Though I am heartless I refuse to let one rule me. I am my own leader left to find thy place. My mother dead she stood there watching him leave her but he would never known of the pup granted to her though gods. -Sire : Unknown -Dam : Mika |
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Post by wowposter on Nov 9, 2008 21:08:31 GMT -5
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