Post by Fang on Oct 6, 2012 19:39:47 GMT -5
Name: Fang
Age: 3
Gender Male
Personality(5): Fang isn't any overly talkative wolf. But, the male is very protective over those he loves. When he or one close to him is threatened, Fang can get very tense and aggressive toward the offender. Due to his past, he can't stand to see another friendly wolf be hurt by others. The male will almost always try to help, no matter how the odds are stacked.
Appearance(7): Fang's pelt is one of different colors. It contains shades of gray, white, and black. His eyes are a mysterious pale blue. His eyes hold kindness, but a fierceness can also be seen in them. Fang is a large wolf from his maw to the tip of his tail, with large paws and a large but muscular frame. Though the male may be above average in size, he is still slender and mostly muscle. This makes the he-wolf fast and light on his paws.
Family: N/A
Mate: N/A
Pups: N/A
Example Post: Fang ran through the forest, his slender form a multicolored blur among the green and brown canvas of the forest. The male's features held a fierce gaze as he darted through the trees. His eyes were set on one thing in the distance. Everything else that passed through his peripheral vision was disregarded at the moment. What he wanted was the plump rabbit that he was now after. The male, wanting to taste the rabbit's meat and satiate his hunger, sped up slightly. To most, it would seem is paws never hardly ever touched the ground. As if he were simply lunging forward, using his own momentum to gain speed and distance. But, with every fall of his paws, he closed the distance between himself and his prey.
The hare knew this and tried to scurry off of their perpetual straight-line path. Fang, being faster and more quick-witted than to simply run past the rabbit when he turned, took a few more bounding steps before lunging off of his paws through the air, where he landed, his front paws on the hare. Not wanting the creature to fear too much, he simply pulled his gums back to reveal his sharp incisors. His head shot toward the rabbit and he closed his jaws around its neck, ending its struggling in a pinch. The male kept his right front paw over its body, it sinking into its tan fur. He gazed down on it, smiling inwardly. At least he'd found something to eat.
Age: 3
Gender Male
Personality(5): Fang isn't any overly talkative wolf. But, the male is very protective over those he loves. When he or one close to him is threatened, Fang can get very tense and aggressive toward the offender. Due to his past, he can't stand to see another friendly wolf be hurt by others. The male will almost always try to help, no matter how the odds are stacked.
Appearance(7): Fang's pelt is one of different colors. It contains shades of gray, white, and black. His eyes are a mysterious pale blue. His eyes hold kindness, but a fierceness can also be seen in them. Fang is a large wolf from his maw to the tip of his tail, with large paws and a large but muscular frame. Though the male may be above average in size, he is still slender and mostly muscle. This makes the he-wolf fast and light on his paws.
Family: N/A
Mate: N/A
Pups: N/A
Example Post: Fang ran through the forest, his slender form a multicolored blur among the green and brown canvas of the forest. The male's features held a fierce gaze as he darted through the trees. His eyes were set on one thing in the distance. Everything else that passed through his peripheral vision was disregarded at the moment. What he wanted was the plump rabbit that he was now after. The male, wanting to taste the rabbit's meat and satiate his hunger, sped up slightly. To most, it would seem is paws never hardly ever touched the ground. As if he were simply lunging forward, using his own momentum to gain speed and distance. But, with every fall of his paws, he closed the distance between himself and his prey.
The hare knew this and tried to scurry off of their perpetual straight-line path. Fang, being faster and more quick-witted than to simply run past the rabbit when he turned, took a few more bounding steps before lunging off of his paws through the air, where he landed, his front paws on the hare. Not wanting the creature to fear too much, he simply pulled his gums back to reveal his sharp incisors. His head shot toward the rabbit and he closed his jaws around its neck, ending its struggling in a pinch. The male kept his right front paw over its body, it sinking into its tan fur. He gazed down on it, smiling inwardly. At least he'd found something to eat.
