Post by rogan on Mar 29, 2008 17:02:23 GMT -5
Name: Kali
Gender: Female
Pack: Dancing Stars
Rank: Delta
Personality: Kali is free-spirited and loving (usually.) However she is very talented at holding grudges. She can't even hold herself back from them. Once you're on her bad side you tend to stay there for a couple years or the rest of your life. She is an average fighter. There's not a lot to be scared of, but she is fairly strong. She fights like a boar, with lots of courage but little wit. She doesn't like to think before she acts, she often follows her heart. However she is very aware of the fact, but insists on staying the same. She's been through a lot of change in her past and isn't very welcome to it. She believes that life is worth living and shouldn't be wasted with sad feelings. She often jumps over troubles and tries hard to ignore them. This isn't good because later on they come back to haunt her. In the meantime though, it has the exact effect she aimed for; she is happy and carefree.
History: Kali's parents belonged to the same pack she does. Truth be it, she has never encountered a Falling Moon outside the battlefield. she fears them greatly, as her mother told her many stories of how they had tried to kill her during pregnancy. Her father was almost non-existent in her life; except for the few times they went on hunting trips with the rest of the litter. Kali enjoyed these few days away from the pack, but even then her father was distant. Mostly relying on her mother, she learned that her father didn't mean to have pups, it just happened between them. Confused at such a young age, Kali finally understood she was an accident at the age of two. she was a late learner, and soon became frightful that she wasn't good enough for anyone anymore. She tried desperately to keep these feelings under control, and then found herself spiraling into an episode of depression that wouldn't end for a long time. She is over it recently and so overjoyed to be happy once more. She won't speak to her father, and her mother often bugs her over the fact, but she doesn't listen.
Other:
-Appearance: Kali is a medium sized wolf. She has a red coat, mostly on her belly. It's in the darkest of shades, but still obviously red. Her back is blaketted with grey and seeps down the bulk of her tail where it meets red around the edge. Her muzzle looks like it was stuck in a pile of grey dirt. It is speckled with the same grey as her back.
-My (random) Joining Paragraph:
Rogan's head rises as he looks to the eastern sky. The sun is rising, yet another day is dawning. He has traveled this road too many times before. The padding of his feet is strong against the snow. However, despite the thickness in his paws, a chilly shiver creeps across his spine. He stops rapidly and collapses by the knees. ~No wonder they call me omega, I’m not even strong enough to cross the mountain anymore.~ He fears the on-coming blizzard and he knows by heart he must find shelter. It was not smart to cross in the first place. He knew that there might have been dear to tackle, but he also knew the storm was coming. This certain storm came every year. There was no immediate warning, just the knowledge of the years. A single tear sweeps over his muzzle and freezes into the snow. He couldn't have done this alone anyway. The despair and agony bearing down his shoulders began to overcome him, and he closed his eyes. Eventually the snow would cover his curled carcass. In the evening he would wake again, buried beneath layers of snow, yet still alive.
Gender: Female
Pack: Dancing Stars
Rank: Delta
Personality: Kali is free-spirited and loving (usually.) However she is very talented at holding grudges. She can't even hold herself back from them. Once you're on her bad side you tend to stay there for a couple years or the rest of your life. She is an average fighter. There's not a lot to be scared of, but she is fairly strong. She fights like a boar, with lots of courage but little wit. She doesn't like to think before she acts, she often follows her heart. However she is very aware of the fact, but insists on staying the same. She's been through a lot of change in her past and isn't very welcome to it. She believes that life is worth living and shouldn't be wasted with sad feelings. She often jumps over troubles and tries hard to ignore them. This isn't good because later on they come back to haunt her. In the meantime though, it has the exact effect she aimed for; she is happy and carefree.
History: Kali's parents belonged to the same pack she does. Truth be it, she has never encountered a Falling Moon outside the battlefield. she fears them greatly, as her mother told her many stories of how they had tried to kill her during pregnancy. Her father was almost non-existent in her life; except for the few times they went on hunting trips with the rest of the litter. Kali enjoyed these few days away from the pack, but even then her father was distant. Mostly relying on her mother, she learned that her father didn't mean to have pups, it just happened between them. Confused at such a young age, Kali finally understood she was an accident at the age of two. she was a late learner, and soon became frightful that she wasn't good enough for anyone anymore. She tried desperately to keep these feelings under control, and then found herself spiraling into an episode of depression that wouldn't end for a long time. She is over it recently and so overjoyed to be happy once more. She won't speak to her father, and her mother often bugs her over the fact, but she doesn't listen.
Other:
-Appearance: Kali is a medium sized wolf. She has a red coat, mostly on her belly. It's in the darkest of shades, but still obviously red. Her back is blaketted with grey and seeps down the bulk of her tail where it meets red around the edge. Her muzzle looks like it was stuck in a pile of grey dirt. It is speckled with the same grey as her back.
-My (random) Joining Paragraph:
Rogan's head rises as he looks to the eastern sky. The sun is rising, yet another day is dawning. He has traveled this road too many times before. The padding of his feet is strong against the snow. However, despite the thickness in his paws, a chilly shiver creeps across his spine. He stops rapidly and collapses by the knees. ~No wonder they call me omega, I’m not even strong enough to cross the mountain anymore.~ He fears the on-coming blizzard and he knows by heart he must find shelter. It was not smart to cross in the first place. He knew that there might have been dear to tackle, but he also knew the storm was coming. This certain storm came every year. There was no immediate warning, just the knowledge of the years. A single tear sweeps over his muzzle and freezes into the snow. He couldn't have done this alone anyway. The despair and agony bearing down his shoulders began to overcome him, and he closed his eyes. Eventually the snow would cover his curled carcass. In the evening he would wake again, buried beneath layers of snow, yet still alive.