Post by Ayame on Nov 8, 2011 15:43:37 GMT -5
Name: Styx
Nickname: None
Gender: Male
Age: 4yr 6m
Species: British Columbian Wolf (Canis lupus columbianus)
Element: Air
Pack&&Rank: Loner/Rogue
Short Description: An intimidating, large black wolf with unusual silver markings.
Appearance: Styx has a fairly large build, as he is one of the largest wolf breeds on the planet. He towers over most of the wolves he meets; a trait that immediately comes to mind when his name is mentioned. He has silky dark gray fur, almost black. But, in the sunlight, it seems as if it has a vibrant cerulean sheen; especially over his unusual silver markings. His most notable marking is the sign on his forehead; excluding the four white dots placed underneath his eyes. His underbelly is the same shining silver, as well as his paws and the tip of his tail.
Styx's irises are the spitting image of the night sky; a dark, royal blue that shines interminably, even in complete darkness. His vibrant eyes are the first thing other wolves see when they look directly at them; as they are so luminous and inviting.
Personality: Styx is very intelligent and brave, and would rather fight then run like a coward. He is really headstrong and needs to be put into his place a lot but he is a good friend and ally as long as you don't make him to mad. He is a great fighter and is almost a master at his element, and is still testing his limits. He loves to go on adventures and explore his surroundings. Styx thinks a lot of things through before he acts and he can get really focused on his tasks.
History: Styx was born into a loving pack and was forced to leave when the demon wolves (that's what he calls them) attacked his home and killed most of the pack. He does not know if his parents or brother and sister survived or if they were one of the ones that had died. He is hoping that one day he will be reunited with his family, if they are still alive.
Sample Post: "Styx, come back here!" Styx ignored his mother and kept running and exploring. He loved to be out here, out of the den. He flapped his wings but found they still didn't work. 'oh well, they will one day, soon' he kept telling himself. he then turned back towards his mother and ran towards her. "Why do you ignore me Styx?" He looked at her beautiful face and replied, "Why cant we come here more often?" She just laughed and turned back towards the den "Come, your father, brother and sister are waiting for us." Styx followed his mother still trying to flap his wings trying to fly.
When they got back to the den his "little" sister, Tala, was curled next to their father fast asleep. Styx though for a moment and ran towards her and jumped intending to land on her, but that failed for she opened her eyes and put her paws up into the air and stopped him. They then started to tumble all over the floor playing. "Ok you two that is enough. Your father is going to get dinner for us." The pups stopped and looked at their parents. "Ok" they replied at the same time. Tala walked over to her father and said "Good luck. I hope you can find food." Their father looked at his daughter and licked her face. "Thank you, Tala. I will do my best." He then turned and left.
Nickname: None
Gender: Male
Age: 4yr 6m
Species: British Columbian Wolf (Canis lupus columbianus)
Element: Air
Pack&&Rank: Loner/Rogue
Short Description: An intimidating, large black wolf with unusual silver markings.
Appearance: Styx has a fairly large build, as he is one of the largest wolf breeds on the planet. He towers over most of the wolves he meets; a trait that immediately comes to mind when his name is mentioned. He has silky dark gray fur, almost black. But, in the sunlight, it seems as if it has a vibrant cerulean sheen; especially over his unusual silver markings. His most notable marking is the sign on his forehead; excluding the four white dots placed underneath his eyes. His underbelly is the same shining silver, as well as his paws and the tip of his tail.
Styx's irises are the spitting image of the night sky; a dark, royal blue that shines interminably, even in complete darkness. His vibrant eyes are the first thing other wolves see when they look directly at them; as they are so luminous and inviting.
Personality: Styx is very intelligent and brave, and would rather fight then run like a coward. He is really headstrong and needs to be put into his place a lot but he is a good friend and ally as long as you don't make him to mad. He is a great fighter and is almost a master at his element, and is still testing his limits. He loves to go on adventures and explore his surroundings. Styx thinks a lot of things through before he acts and he can get really focused on his tasks.
History: Styx was born into a loving pack and was forced to leave when the demon wolves (that's what he calls them) attacked his home and killed most of the pack. He does not know if his parents or brother and sister survived or if they were one of the ones that had died. He is hoping that one day he will be reunited with his family, if they are still alive.
Sample Post: "Styx, come back here!" Styx ignored his mother and kept running and exploring. He loved to be out here, out of the den. He flapped his wings but found they still didn't work. 'oh well, they will one day, soon' he kept telling himself. he then turned back towards his mother and ran towards her. "Why do you ignore me Styx?" He looked at her beautiful face and replied, "Why cant we come here more often?" She just laughed and turned back towards the den "Come, your father, brother and sister are waiting for us." Styx followed his mother still trying to flap his wings trying to fly.
When they got back to the den his "little" sister, Tala, was curled next to their father fast asleep. Styx though for a moment and ran towards her and jumped intending to land on her, but that failed for she opened her eyes and put her paws up into the air and stopped him. They then started to tumble all over the floor playing. "Ok you two that is enough. Your father is going to get dinner for us." The pups stopped and looked at their parents. "Ok" they replied at the same time. Tala walked over to her father and said "Good luck. I hope you can find food." Their father looked at his daughter and licked her face. "Thank you, Tala. I will do my best." He then turned and left.
