Post by Wolf of the Jungle on Apr 27, 2012 20:47:42 GMT -5
Name//
Rage/ Rauv
Gender//
Male
Mate//
none... yet...
Age//
14 months
Species//
Wolf
Personality//
Rage's name sais all. He is unpleasant and vicious. Anger is often where he turns and he hardly ever softens. His voice is hard and reflects his constant rage. No one knows what could possibly change him. He can be somewhat less horrible when he comes in contact with an injured wolf or a female who sees past his differences. When he sees an injured wolf, he instantly goes into action trying to help them. When he meets a she-wolf who sees him for him, he mellos out and acts shy and smart as he really is. He can tend to have a sense of humor -if not a crude one. Some times others can deal with him, then there are those who cannot stand him. He tends to have many enemies, but can have some friends. He has anger issues as well as a sensitive side. His sensitive side is much better than his angery side. The saying "Bark much worse than his bite" does NOT apply here. It is the exact opposite. He is known for his vicious attacks. His sharp tearing fangs often go after warm flesh with a beating heart, giving him the skills of an excellent hunter.
Appearance//
Rage has the usual white fur, but with a redish tinge, making it slightly easier to see him in the snow. The fur all over his body is long, soft, and downy like that of a wolf pup. His ears and eyes are rimmed by a mixture of drak and light grey. His eyes are a dark gold with thin stripes of amber. He is tall and muscular with large, deadly paws. His right fang is jagged and hangs just below the jaw. Sometimes he cant help but drooling from the long, jutting tooth. His face is muscular and kind-looking. When he is angry, he pulls back his lips and his face takes on that of a demon. His broad muzzle houses razor-sharp teeth that are just waiting to shred. His lips are the black, just like any proper wolf. His nose is the color of a very ripe, juicey midnight beauty grape. His nose is surrounded by a very light shade of pink. Like all wolves he has webbing between his toes for marking sent as well as letting them walk on the snow. Only, instead of black, his is pink. His pads are also pink, but they are as strong as everyone else's
History// MUST BE 250 WORDS
Rage is not his original name. He was born with the name Rauv, but his parents got sick and died, leaving him with only endless andger and turmoil. Others began calling him Rage, and it stuck. Few still call him by his true name. He doesnt enjoy learning history. He despises the fact that the wolves accepted the humans and that they became "one." He doesnt believe that the humans should have been granted a second chance. He doesnt know his heritage and doesnt understand that his ancestors were human. He believs himself 100% wolf. The frozen lands have not always been what his ancestors were used to, but he has had most of the human bred out of him except for his destructive nature. He has no siblings, no living relations. Most of his family was distant, but not ferocious as he is. When he was young, he would make all kinds of trouble. He would love to play in the snow, dig caves, make hills to hide in, all the things he could think of.
He spent his time as far away from the others as he could. If another pup would play his way, he would let them tag along. He loved to chase prey, even from a very young age. His endless practice led to the skill he now has. His fighting skill came naturally, along with his thirst for blood. He doesnt need to practice this, and never has- he even tries to supress it. The best time he's ever had was when he caught his first peice of prey, a snow hare, as it came past an undergorund cave ha had made.
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Rage/ Rauv
Gender//
Male
Mate//
none... yet...
Age//
14 months
Species//
Wolf
Personality//
Rage's name sais all. He is unpleasant and vicious. Anger is often where he turns and he hardly ever softens. His voice is hard and reflects his constant rage. No one knows what could possibly change him. He can be somewhat less horrible when he comes in contact with an injured wolf or a female who sees past his differences. When he sees an injured wolf, he instantly goes into action trying to help them. When he meets a she-wolf who sees him for him, he mellos out and acts shy and smart as he really is. He can tend to have a sense of humor -if not a crude one. Some times others can deal with him, then there are those who cannot stand him. He tends to have many enemies, but can have some friends. He has anger issues as well as a sensitive side. His sensitive side is much better than his angery side. The saying "Bark much worse than his bite" does NOT apply here. It is the exact opposite. He is known for his vicious attacks. His sharp tearing fangs often go after warm flesh with a beating heart, giving him the skills of an excellent hunter.
Appearance//
Rage has the usual white fur, but with a redish tinge, making it slightly easier to see him in the snow. The fur all over his body is long, soft, and downy like that of a wolf pup. His ears and eyes are rimmed by a mixture of drak and light grey. His eyes are a dark gold with thin stripes of amber. He is tall and muscular with large, deadly paws. His right fang is jagged and hangs just below the jaw. Sometimes he cant help but drooling from the long, jutting tooth. His face is muscular and kind-looking. When he is angry, he pulls back his lips and his face takes on that of a demon. His broad muzzle houses razor-sharp teeth that are just waiting to shred. His lips are the black, just like any proper wolf. His nose is the color of a very ripe, juicey midnight beauty grape. His nose is surrounded by a very light shade of pink. Like all wolves he has webbing between his toes for marking sent as well as letting them walk on the snow. Only, instead of black, his is pink. His pads are also pink, but they are as strong as everyone else's
History// MUST BE 250 WORDS
Rage is not his original name. He was born with the name Rauv, but his parents got sick and died, leaving him with only endless andger and turmoil. Others began calling him Rage, and it stuck. Few still call him by his true name. He doesnt enjoy learning history. He despises the fact that the wolves accepted the humans and that they became "one." He doesnt believe that the humans should have been granted a second chance. He doesnt know his heritage and doesnt understand that his ancestors were human. He believs himself 100% wolf. The frozen lands have not always been what his ancestors were used to, but he has had most of the human bred out of him except for his destructive nature. He has no siblings, no living relations. Most of his family was distant, but not ferocious as he is. When he was young, he would make all kinds of trouble. He would love to play in the snow, dig caves, make hills to hide in, all the things he could think of.
He spent his time as far away from the others as he could. If another pup would play his way, he would let them tag along. He loved to chase prey, even from a very young age. His endless practice led to the skill he now has. His fighting skill came naturally, along with his thirst for blood. He doesnt need to practice this, and never has- he even tries to supress it. The best time he's ever had was when he caught his first peice of prey, a snow hare, as it came past an undergorund cave ha had made.
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