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Post by Ookami on Jan 23, 2011 10:49:48 GMT -5
Name: Ookami
Rank: none yet
Gender: Male
Age: 1 year
Alliance: Thundering Echoes
Description: Ookami is quite a big wolf. At 8 months old he was taller than the Alpha of his home pack. His paws are rather big as well and his tail is thick and bushy. Underneath his body he is a creamish color, as well as his legs. On top of his body and his sides is a sort of goldish color. His eyes match his coat as a deep amber.
Personality: Ookami is a very kind wolf. He doesn't like to see others being picked on or discluded in anything. He respects the ranks but thinks that all wolves should be treated equally. He is deathly afraid of shadows and normally the night. If he sees a shadow that looks at all like a wolf when there is no other wolves around he goes absolutley bizerk.
Ookami feels that he has the most strength when the sun is at his highest. He feels more comfortable when the sun is shining on his back and has always felt as if night rejected him. The only time he feels well off at night is when the moon is shining down on him.
Ookami is not afraid to stand up for himself or to fight when it is nessisary. He doesn't pick random fights, but if you are bothering him, expect a snap. He is a strong wolf with many scars scaterred around on his body. He has lost as many fights as he has won.
Family: Father- Kuna, alive. Mother- Kobi, alive. Brother- Enzo, alive.
History: Ookami was born into a pack that was mean and would pick fights for no apparent reason. They all were dark colors and he was a goldish-amber. They made fun of him for his contrasting colors and often picked on him. He was bigger than them all, yet he didn't fight back unless his life depended on it.
As Ookami got older he developed his skills for hunting. He was young but at the age of 8 months he was leading the pack hunts. He is an excellent traker and hunter and learned to fish when he was younger. He provided the pack with most of its food, yet he gained no respect. He was just a vending machine in the eyes of his pack.
Ookami got older and the Kuna, his father and alpha of the pack, felt threatned by him. Ookami was soon banned from his pack at the age of 9 months. He wondered around for another month until he found these lands. He celebrated his 1 year old birthday alone in the middle of a dark forest. And now he searches to join a pack where he will be respected and loved.
RP Example: The wolf looked around, he was crouched low to the ground. His goldish coat blended in with the dry grass of the plains. His paws dug into the soft ground as he looked at his hunting mates. They looked back at him, signaling him to make the first move. He waited, looking for the perfect moose. He didn't want to go for one that was too big, or one that was too small. There! He spotted it, it was perfect.
A medium sized bull, his antlers weren't big enough yet to hurt that bad, but the muscle was packed on to his flanks and shoulders. The moose breathed gently, you could see his breath on the cool autumn evening. He crawled forward, getting a bit closer. He was in the perfect position, he looked once more at his mates, they nodded, ready for the kill. Ookami pounced. He landed on the moose's flank, he dug his claws into the soft flesh and bit down hard, making blood rise to the surface. The moose called out in pain and bucked, but Ookami held tight. His mates all pounced as well. One landed on his shoulder, while the other was ontop of his back.
The moose bolted forward, running as fast as it could. Ookami struggled to hold on while the other two wolves fell off. He looked back at them, worried. He needed to focus. He managed to crawl forward. He was on the moose's neck now, he bit down on his skin, just behind the ears. The moose was furious he bellowed and shook his head all around. Ookami heard a bark and looked towards it, here came another wolf. Ookami held out his paw for a split second, letting his claws come out, then he bashed it into the moose's head. His claws cut into the skin and the moose stopped. Ookami continued biting it in various places. Then he jumped down off his back. He lurched forward towards the moose's face. He covered it's nose and mouth with his mouth, not letting the moose breath.
The only wolf left pounced at the moose, knocking him over. The moose kicked out with his legs and jerked his head around but Ookami held onto its face. Slowly, the moose's antics slowed and eventually stopped. They had done it, the moose was dead, and for the first time in two weeks, his pack would eat
Other: (Anything else you feel you need to share with us?)
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Post by »MISK on Jan 23, 2011 11:36:28 GMT -5
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