Post by sun on Jul 25, 2008 0:22:41 GMT -5
Name:Souka
Gender:Male
Age:4 months
Breed:Grey Wolf
Affinity:Water
Pack:Phantos
Hopefull Rank:AssAssin
Description:Souta stands at 2 ft tall, and weighs 75 lbs. He has black/grey fur with a nearly jet black muzzle. He has silky green eyes with a scar over his left eye. His his tail ends nearly while at its tip, stretching at half the length of his body. His paws are as black as his muzzle, causing him to stick out when it snows.
Personality:Souta is usually clam around other wolves, only letting his anger get the better of him when it is necessary for him to do so. He can kill any wolf without a second thought, he doesn't get sad about anothers death. When hunting he usually hangs back a ways, giving the other wolfs room to maneuver while he takes out anything that tries to get away while watching their backs. While his tracking skills are not to be tested, he can easily lose track of what he is doing if he doesn't care about the task given. Even though he doesn't blend in with the snow, and is constantly in a 'i don't care' mood, he loves to roll in it, and if he is by himself he will burrow down into it and roll around.
History:Being born he had two brothers and no sisters, that he knew of anyway. He would spend the days playing with his brothers, growing and getting stronger as the days pAssed on. At the ago of about a month and a half a wolf with an unknown scent to him entered the den while they had been out learning the area. As they came back their their mother picked up the strangers scent and told us to stay back as she checked it out. After she entered the den he heard her yelp and that was all, his brothers ran forward to check what had happened, but as they reached the entrance a large black wolf stepped out and killed them both. Using that chance Souta slipped into the forest, hoping that he had gotten away from the large wolf. As the seasons pAssed he had managed to stay alive by using what little hunting skills he Had to catch small prey, growing off of that until he had grown of a proper age. Knowing that he wouldn't survive long without more than himself he searched the area far and wide, going far beyond what his mother had ever shown him in search of a home.
Family:Soultas mother Seira: Dead, Soutas brothers Critog and Demia: both dead, Soutas father: Unknown
Picture (optional):webspace.ship.edu/jychoi/wolf.jpg
Other: He has a tail :3
Role Playing Sample:Souta stepped out of the bushes and into a small opening, he had to get away and fast. After watching his mother and brothers die he knew that the big wolf would not be far behind, if he caught him he would surely kill him. Charging through another growth of bushes he tripped on a root, sliding across the snow covered grAss and slicing open a section across his eye with a branch. Holding back a yelp of pain he charged farther into the woods, avoiding all the paths normally traveled by the wild animals that roamed the area. If he tried taking the easy way out he would be caught for sure, it would leave a trail right to him. He had to stretch the trail as much as he could, and double back a few times if need be. Reaching a clearing he quickly scanned the area, just to make sure the wolf hadn't gotten ahead of him. Slowly creeping out he shot across the clearing, checking his back to make sure that he hadn't caught up. Souta stopped in the next small clearing that he found, if the wolf caught him he would be dead, but he didn't have the strength to go any further. Panting lightly he slowly curled up, he needed to rest. After he woke up, if he woke up, he would have to find food. He would grow strong, he would become what his brothers were not aloud and use there spirts to get stronger then that black wolf......then he would kill him.
Gender:Male
Age:4 months
Breed:Grey Wolf
Affinity:Water
Pack:Phantos
Hopefull Rank:AssAssin
Description:Souta stands at 2 ft tall, and weighs 75 lbs. He has black/grey fur with a nearly jet black muzzle. He has silky green eyes with a scar over his left eye. His his tail ends nearly while at its tip, stretching at half the length of his body. His paws are as black as his muzzle, causing him to stick out when it snows.
Personality:Souta is usually clam around other wolves, only letting his anger get the better of him when it is necessary for him to do so. He can kill any wolf without a second thought, he doesn't get sad about anothers death. When hunting he usually hangs back a ways, giving the other wolfs room to maneuver while he takes out anything that tries to get away while watching their backs. While his tracking skills are not to be tested, he can easily lose track of what he is doing if he doesn't care about the task given. Even though he doesn't blend in with the snow, and is constantly in a 'i don't care' mood, he loves to roll in it, and if he is by himself he will burrow down into it and roll around.
History:Being born he had two brothers and no sisters, that he knew of anyway. He would spend the days playing with his brothers, growing and getting stronger as the days pAssed on. At the ago of about a month and a half a wolf with an unknown scent to him entered the den while they had been out learning the area. As they came back their their mother picked up the strangers scent and told us to stay back as she checked it out. After she entered the den he heard her yelp and that was all, his brothers ran forward to check what had happened, but as they reached the entrance a large black wolf stepped out and killed them both. Using that chance Souta slipped into the forest, hoping that he had gotten away from the large wolf. As the seasons pAssed he had managed to stay alive by using what little hunting skills he Had to catch small prey, growing off of that until he had grown of a proper age. Knowing that he wouldn't survive long without more than himself he searched the area far and wide, going far beyond what his mother had ever shown him in search of a home.
Family:Soultas mother Seira: Dead, Soutas brothers Critog and Demia: both dead, Soutas father: Unknown
Picture (optional):webspace.ship.edu/jychoi/wolf.jpg
Other: He has a tail :3
Role Playing Sample:Souta stepped out of the bushes and into a small opening, he had to get away and fast. After watching his mother and brothers die he knew that the big wolf would not be far behind, if he caught him he would surely kill him. Charging through another growth of bushes he tripped on a root, sliding across the snow covered grAss and slicing open a section across his eye with a branch. Holding back a yelp of pain he charged farther into the woods, avoiding all the paths normally traveled by the wild animals that roamed the area. If he tried taking the easy way out he would be caught for sure, it would leave a trail right to him. He had to stretch the trail as much as he could, and double back a few times if need be. Reaching a clearing he quickly scanned the area, just to make sure the wolf hadn't gotten ahead of him. Slowly creeping out he shot across the clearing, checking his back to make sure that he hadn't caught up. Souta stopped in the next small clearing that he found, if the wolf caught him he would be dead, but he didn't have the strength to go any further. Panting lightly he slowly curled up, he needed to rest. After he woke up, if he woke up, he would have to find food. He would grow strong, he would become what his brothers were not aloud and use there spirts to get stronger then that black wolf......then he would kill him.
