Post by shadoe on Oct 7, 2009 3:09:14 GMT -5
Character's Name: War Paw
Age: 3
Gender: Male
Species: Canadian White Tundra Wolf
Physical Description: War Paw is solid white; with a long scar running just above and adjacent down the outer corner of his eye from fighting. His legs are long and thick lined with powerful Muscle, ears are short wide and round. His snout is medium length with Thick short deadly sharp teeth for crushing and bleeding out prey. Unlike his counter parts with long sleek fangs for ripping. His chest is wide and deep making him an excellent runner and fighter. His paws are massive; he is big by wolf standards weighting in at meaty 150 lbs. It was rare for wolves to commonly grow so heavy; but he wasn't an American wolf; he was Canadian.
Personality: He is mellow and makes hard choices easy based of the better of the pack; rather then getting himself ahead. He is very intelligent and wise beyond his years. He isn't cocky or stuck up; but he isn't a push over, its hard to piss him off but it can be done. His worse pet peeves are; males being dominant and aggressive...without rank or cause. And Females who run their mouths and act like adolescents because they are the fairer gender and think its cute. He is a strong willed wolf and a great leader.
Pack: NONE (aiming for the mist)
Rank: Loner
Other: If he becomes alpha; whatever you do and whatever your gender may be. DO NOT cross over the boarder for anything without permission, he does kill trespasser without warning.
History: War Paw grew up on a predominantly male dominated pack; his mother was the alpha's...whatever you call her. She was treated okay, being the alpha's not many dared touch her. He grew up being the first born; he was expected to be the heir. But his older brother had a problem with that considering; he'd been born two years prior and was bigger by age only. But something had injured him as a pup; something had damaged his brain power and his ability to function and tell right from wrong if you will. Something made him no understand properly; and it was the packs job to protect and care for him. So Naturally when the brother arose with the challenge, War Paw having been trained well in fighting. Rose up to meet his brothers challenge. The pack waited in silence; there wasn't much they could do.
Until the fight started; War Paw started to win viciously; he brother placed a deep gash above his eye for him to permanently remember this day. War Paw..Killed his older brother....
the pack exiled him. for harming the defensless...sound unfair? oh yea.
Age: 3
Gender: Male
Species: Canadian White Tundra Wolf
Physical Description: War Paw is solid white; with a long scar running just above and adjacent down the outer corner of his eye from fighting. His legs are long and thick lined with powerful Muscle, ears are short wide and round. His snout is medium length with Thick short deadly sharp teeth for crushing and bleeding out prey. Unlike his counter parts with long sleek fangs for ripping. His chest is wide and deep making him an excellent runner and fighter. His paws are massive; he is big by wolf standards weighting in at meaty 150 lbs. It was rare for wolves to commonly grow so heavy; but he wasn't an American wolf; he was Canadian.
Personality: He is mellow and makes hard choices easy based of the better of the pack; rather then getting himself ahead. He is very intelligent and wise beyond his years. He isn't cocky or stuck up; but he isn't a push over, its hard to piss him off but it can be done. His worse pet peeves are; males being dominant and aggressive...without rank or cause. And Females who run their mouths and act like adolescents because they are the fairer gender and think its cute. He is a strong willed wolf and a great leader.
Pack: NONE (aiming for the mist)
Rank: Loner
Other: If he becomes alpha; whatever you do and whatever your gender may be. DO NOT cross over the boarder for anything without permission, he does kill trespasser without warning.
History: War Paw grew up on a predominantly male dominated pack; his mother was the alpha's...whatever you call her. She was treated okay, being the alpha's not many dared touch her. He grew up being the first born; he was expected to be the heir. But his older brother had a problem with that considering; he'd been born two years prior and was bigger by age only. But something had injured him as a pup; something had damaged his brain power and his ability to function and tell right from wrong if you will. Something made him no understand properly; and it was the packs job to protect and care for him. So Naturally when the brother arose with the challenge, War Paw having been trained well in fighting. Rose up to meet his brothers challenge. The pack waited in silence; there wasn't much they could do.
Until the fight started; War Paw started to win viciously; he brother placed a deep gash above his eye for him to permanently remember this day. War Paw..Killed his older brother....
the pack exiled him. for harming the defensless...sound unfair? oh yea.