Post by Commian on Aug 17, 2011 12:50:04 GMT
Name: Dark Solace
Gender: Both male
Personalities: First: Solace (Known by his last name) Is benevolent yet quiet. He does not speak if he doesn't have to and usually it is with curt nods or clipped, well toned sentences. He avoids fighting but enforces others to respect his personal space. Slow to anger he usually stares impassively at trouble and will often intimidate the cause as his knowleadgeble stare seeming to scour the subject. He has never coped well under authority or in the matters of breeding. He likes to be left to his own devices yet can pledge his support when he decides to. What he dislikes though is brash, untamed nature such as those of boasting pups. Not an elder he seems advanced in maturity despite his cautious nature.
Second: He was a chatty and somewhat brash pup. As he aged this nature evolved and he came to despise his twin giving up seeking the elder's approval to forge his own path. Always the first to leap in to the face of danger he would challenge anything to show his worth and beat down his brother. This was ultimatly his un-doing. On a hunt a while ago he rushed out into a clearing too close to rebel's territory. He was soon captured and brought before the other Loners, his brother included, in ransom. The Loners would not buy back Dark and Solace once again stood impassive, knowing that to buy him back would kill them both anyway. Scorning his brother in his last moments he faded from this world with a swift bite to the neck.
Age at Beginning: 1 1/2 yrs & Deceased
Ranks:
First: Loner
Second: Deceased
Build: Solace is quite thin due to him being forced to hunt alone, his brother having died a year ago. He has a sturdy frame thick around the neck with muscle though and stands tall compared to other wolves, his legs and spine having formed in a different way Making him stand tall on longer bones. His claws are sharp and a little less firm than a healthy, well-fed wolf and the same can be said for his fangs.
Markings: Fairly boring in colour, Solace is covered in deep brown fur interspaced with black and lighter brown markings particularly around his eyes. The balck around his eyes seem to contrast with the ice blue giving him a permanent haunted yet determined look. Whereas Dark was a deep black with grey lines coursing along his flanks his eyes were a dull shade of greenish-yellow.
Accessories: None
Histories:
First: Solace and Dark came from a small family of wolves within the vergreen forests. His family though often moved around from these forests to the fell and to the beach. These movements came often and never gave either Solace or Dark a permenant place to settle leading to thier roving lifestyle later in life. Pups of Regal and Julia they were born clanless and have stayed that way preffering the freedom it offered them. One night Solace was persuaded by Dark to enter a particular chasm within the fells, as they both entered the pups found that the interesting hole was actually unstable as Dark knocked into a loose piles of stones in the darkness. Swiftly following the collision the entrance to the cave. Left within the sealed cairn the pups were forced to dig thier way out. Thier struggles increased when they realised that thier parents were calling a final warning to them before leaving for a diferent territory. They did not make it out in time. They dd, however, eventually dig there way out before suffocation settled in yet they found themselves alone in the dark woods. Over the course of the next six months the pups matured into wolves and continued thier migratory habits although never coming across any wolves, let alone thier parents, during these travels.
Second: Same as the first. Except he died which is explained further up the post.
Rp Sample: (Umm don't know wether this should be wolf related so I will put in one of my Rp on a different site... Tell me if I need to edit it..)
Victor woke up facing the roof of the rotting store, he had slept rather fitfully through the night waking up continually as he fell of the shelf he slept on. Knuckling the sleep from his eyes he looked round at the decrepid shop, his mouth opening and closing as he worked out the stiffness from yesterday. He lay on top of a top shelf of a small cabinet within the store deciding to sleep thier despite the obvious hazards to get away from the floor dwelling vermin. Nearly everything in the shop was ancient or rotting, even his shelf creaked alarmingly as he got into and out of it. He waited in the dim light savouring every moment of his sloth as he realised he would have to go to "work" soon, not that he didn't enjoy it, taking riches for less than a bump or collecting protection. It was the easy life.
Stretching, he smacked his head against the side of the timber causing him to jolt which in turn emmitted an alarming creak as the wood splintered catapulting Victor onto the floor in a tumble of limbs and showering him with small splinters. Now fully awake Victor moaned softly as he felt the full after affect of the fall as his adrenaline quickly faded and he could feel the begining of bruises on his elbows and chest. Coughing to rid himself of the dust he had inhaled he slowly stood up from behind the counter, wincing as the movement tweaked the raw patches. Once agin he looked around him his gaze lingering on the broken shelf the wood having sheared of at the joint. Muttering as he groped through the darkness he narrowly missed a fallen beam, his finger grazing it before he had walked into it. The open doorway allowed him to peer into the street, wincing as he pulled his head back inside, the light bruning his un- adjusted eyes. about to move out through the portal he heard a few well toned voices coming down the street. Straining he tried to hear what they had said. he caught the last of the sentences.
"Ha. Well I doubt there are any monsters here. I'll check out that building, you get this one..."
'A building sweep? But what were they looking for?' Victor asked himself before he fully realised that they were checking the buildings and that he would be found if he didn't hide quickly. Looking round desperatly he tried to make as little a noise as possible. Whirling his head around he caught sight of a half open cupboard on the floor. He sized it up and found that he would have just enough room to close the door despite a rotten hinge. Pulling himself into a tight ball he shuffled into the small spaceclosing the door behind him, lifting the tilted frame he pressed his finger beneath the wood and closed it most of the way, holding it steady against the boken hinge. Willing the searchers to finish thier sweep he already felt the prickle of pain stabbing his fingers as they supported the weight. Biting his lip he prepared for the sweep with three questions: Why? How? And how long could he last for pulling this door into place.
How did you find us?: Poison arrow reccomended me the site after I said I was interested in a wolf RP after all my others.
Other: When Life gives you lemons, make APPLE juice and leave the world wondering how.
Gender: Both male
Personalities: First: Solace (Known by his last name) Is benevolent yet quiet. He does not speak if he doesn't have to and usually it is with curt nods or clipped, well toned sentences. He avoids fighting but enforces others to respect his personal space. Slow to anger he usually stares impassively at trouble and will often intimidate the cause as his knowleadgeble stare seeming to scour the subject. He has never coped well under authority or in the matters of breeding. He likes to be left to his own devices yet can pledge his support when he decides to. What he dislikes though is brash, untamed nature such as those of boasting pups. Not an elder he seems advanced in maturity despite his cautious nature.
Second: He was a chatty and somewhat brash pup. As he aged this nature evolved and he came to despise his twin giving up seeking the elder's approval to forge his own path. Always the first to leap in to the face of danger he would challenge anything to show his worth and beat down his brother. This was ultimatly his un-doing. On a hunt a while ago he rushed out into a clearing too close to rebel's territory. He was soon captured and brought before the other Loners, his brother included, in ransom. The Loners would not buy back Dark and Solace once again stood impassive, knowing that to buy him back would kill them both anyway. Scorning his brother in his last moments he faded from this world with a swift bite to the neck.
Age at Beginning: 1 1/2 yrs & Deceased
Ranks:
First: Loner
Second: Deceased
Build: Solace is quite thin due to him being forced to hunt alone, his brother having died a year ago. He has a sturdy frame thick around the neck with muscle though and stands tall compared to other wolves, his legs and spine having formed in a different way Making him stand tall on longer bones. His claws are sharp and a little less firm than a healthy, well-fed wolf and the same can be said for his fangs.
Markings: Fairly boring in colour, Solace is covered in deep brown fur interspaced with black and lighter brown markings particularly around his eyes. The balck around his eyes seem to contrast with the ice blue giving him a permanent haunted yet determined look. Whereas Dark was a deep black with grey lines coursing along his flanks his eyes were a dull shade of greenish-yellow.
Accessories: None
Histories:
First: Solace and Dark came from a small family of wolves within the vergreen forests. His family though often moved around from these forests to the fell and to the beach. These movements came often and never gave either Solace or Dark a permenant place to settle leading to thier roving lifestyle later in life. Pups of Regal and Julia they were born clanless and have stayed that way preffering the freedom it offered them. One night Solace was persuaded by Dark to enter a particular chasm within the fells, as they both entered the pups found that the interesting hole was actually unstable as Dark knocked into a loose piles of stones in the darkness. Swiftly following the collision the entrance to the cave. Left within the sealed cairn the pups were forced to dig thier way out. Thier struggles increased when they realised that thier parents were calling a final warning to them before leaving for a diferent territory. They did not make it out in time. They dd, however, eventually dig there way out before suffocation settled in yet they found themselves alone in the dark woods. Over the course of the next six months the pups matured into wolves and continued thier migratory habits although never coming across any wolves, let alone thier parents, during these travels.
Second: Same as the first. Except he died which is explained further up the post.
Rp Sample: (Umm don't know wether this should be wolf related so I will put in one of my Rp on a different site... Tell me if I need to edit it..)
Victor woke up facing the roof of the rotting store, he had slept rather fitfully through the night waking up continually as he fell of the shelf he slept on. Knuckling the sleep from his eyes he looked round at the decrepid shop, his mouth opening and closing as he worked out the stiffness from yesterday. He lay on top of a top shelf of a small cabinet within the store deciding to sleep thier despite the obvious hazards to get away from the floor dwelling vermin. Nearly everything in the shop was ancient or rotting, even his shelf creaked alarmingly as he got into and out of it. He waited in the dim light savouring every moment of his sloth as he realised he would have to go to "work" soon, not that he didn't enjoy it, taking riches for less than a bump or collecting protection. It was the easy life.
Stretching, he smacked his head against the side of the timber causing him to jolt which in turn emmitted an alarming creak as the wood splintered catapulting Victor onto the floor in a tumble of limbs and showering him with small splinters. Now fully awake Victor moaned softly as he felt the full after affect of the fall as his adrenaline quickly faded and he could feel the begining of bruises on his elbows and chest. Coughing to rid himself of the dust he had inhaled he slowly stood up from behind the counter, wincing as the movement tweaked the raw patches. Once agin he looked around him his gaze lingering on the broken shelf the wood having sheared of at the joint. Muttering as he groped through the darkness he narrowly missed a fallen beam, his finger grazing it before he had walked into it. The open doorway allowed him to peer into the street, wincing as he pulled his head back inside, the light bruning his un- adjusted eyes. about to move out through the portal he heard a few well toned voices coming down the street. Straining he tried to hear what they had said. he caught the last of the sentences.
"Ha. Well I doubt there are any monsters here. I'll check out that building, you get this one..."
'A building sweep? But what were they looking for?' Victor asked himself before he fully realised that they were checking the buildings and that he would be found if he didn't hide quickly. Looking round desperatly he tried to make as little a noise as possible. Whirling his head around he caught sight of a half open cupboard on the floor. He sized it up and found that he would have just enough room to close the door despite a rotten hinge. Pulling himself into a tight ball he shuffled into the small spaceclosing the door behind him, lifting the tilted frame he pressed his finger beneath the wood and closed it most of the way, holding it steady against the boken hinge. Willing the searchers to finish thier sweep he already felt the prickle of pain stabbing his fingers as they supported the weight. Biting his lip he prepared for the sweep with three questions: Why? How? And how long could he last for pulling this door into place.
How did you find us?: Poison arrow reccomended me the site after I said I was interested in a wolf RP after all my others.
Other: When Life gives you lemons, make APPLE juice and leave the world wondering how.