Post by curse on Aug 22, 2005 18:49:09 GMT -5
name: Crimson
age: 3
gender: brute
orbs: emrald green
pelt: A deep blood red with a splash of white smeared down from his waw, dripping down his spine to the tip of his tail.
personality: He is very secretive about his past. but if you can befriend him you will find he is quite a good gompanion
history: well all i can tell you for now is that his mother was a germain shepard
parents: father: Sasuun Mother: crystal
siblings:unown. sold at an african market place.
whereabouts of parents: unown
whereabouts of silblings: variouse places around the globe
RP example: The crisp night air seemed warm and pleasnt for a winter night. A wolven of red and white appeard from the dence snow that had gathered by the dead tree. his burning face was calm. it looked like a ston. unmoving and unfeeling. his enormouse pads leaving peculier prints on the cold ground. Crimsons tail was held high and proud as the worior slowly walked past the still battle scene. Many ledgends had been told about this brave warrior. some even said his pelt was such a deep red because of the death threating odds between wolves during battle. amazingly he alwaysed emerged without a scratch. he was quick and silent like a stalker. gracefull and perfect like a hawk coming in for the prey. His face and body was of a wolf but his legs had the traits of his mother, long and muscular. when a sprinted he was but a streak of blood in the battle field which had given him the nickname lightning. Noone knew about his mixed blood accept him. it was his secret and his alone. ((ack. crudy post. i didnt sleep last night.))
age: 3
gender: brute
orbs: emrald green
pelt: A deep blood red with a splash of white smeared down from his waw, dripping down his spine to the tip of his tail.
personality: He is very secretive about his past. but if you can befriend him you will find he is quite a good gompanion
history: well all i can tell you for now is that his mother was a germain shepard
parents: father: Sasuun Mother: crystal
siblings:unown. sold at an african market place.
whereabouts of parents: unown
whereabouts of silblings: variouse places around the globe
RP example: The crisp night air seemed warm and pleasnt for a winter night. A wolven of red and white appeard from the dence snow that had gathered by the dead tree. his burning face was calm. it looked like a ston. unmoving and unfeeling. his enormouse pads leaving peculier prints on the cold ground. Crimsons tail was held high and proud as the worior slowly walked past the still battle scene. Many ledgends had been told about this brave warrior. some even said his pelt was such a deep red because of the death threating odds between wolves during battle. amazingly he alwaysed emerged without a scratch. he was quick and silent like a stalker. gracefull and perfect like a hawk coming in for the prey. His face and body was of a wolf but his legs had the traits of his mother, long and muscular. when a sprinted he was but a streak of blood in the battle field which had given him the nickname lightning. Noone knew about his mixed blood accept him. it was his secret and his alone. ((ack. crudy post. i didnt sleep last night.))