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Sorrel
Apr 1, 2010 8:32:01 GMT -5
Post by Sorrel on Apr 1, 2010 8:32:01 GMT -5
// in the fate's hands. name: Sorrel nickname: None age: 4 years gender:Female element: Water
animalia: Wolf breed: Timber
homelands: Kronos rank:Alphess(?)
appearance: Sorrel stands at approximately 2.5 ft which is about normal height for a timber wolf of her age, meaning that she walks with grace that most wolves have and hardly ever seems in the need to hurry. Black is a good fur colour to have because when your pelt gets dirty no-one seems to notice, and this is what she loves most about her coat, apart from the fact that when it rains, the water droplets seem to just slid off each hair as smoothly as if the fur had been greased.
markings-
- Her front left paw is a cream colour.
- She has a fleck of white in the centre of her forehead.
- She has a white ring around her tail just before the tip.
build- Small and lithe, with powerful hind-quarters. eyes- Although it is not unsual for wolves to have peircing green eyes such as Sorrel's, she finds the fact that they seem to get even brighter when she is upset is uncommon.
personality: Sorrel often finds herself stuck in the middle of situations, as her mother had taught her as a young pup to be loyal and fair, and it is for that reason that she has learnt to be a very good peacemaker and often thinks up compromises after sleeping on the problem at hand. Being a wolf who doesn't take sides, she finds great joy in helping others no matter who's pup it belongs to or which pack it came from. Unfortunately she was forced to stop doing this when she became Alphess. If she hadn't of, her pack would have been vunerable. Yet she tries to show that caring side as much as possible within her pack, to make up for the wolves she couldn't help because of their birthplace. While she has to care for her pack, she has to find new places for them to move to all the time as well, as the prey needs time to thrive again after they have hunted. It takes great skill and bravery to venture into the un-known, both skills that Sorrel possess.
likes- - Jumping
- Running
- Bumble Bees
- Swimming
- Freedom
- Peace
- Comprimising
- Laughter
- Elk
- Day-dreaming
dislikes-
- Winter
- Starvation
- Seeing others Suffer
- Snow
- The Human's Dogs
- War
- Blood
- Forest Fires
- Order
- Other Wolves Bossing her around
fears-
history: Sorrel was too young to remember her true mother or the pack she was born into, and therefore no wolf knows her true identity. Even her. But she was nursed by a kind wolf called Fawn, who cared for her as if she were her own, they spent many months together while Fawn trained the pup how to use her powers. Though Fawn could see how unhappy the pup was and asked the Alpha to send out a search party. Fawn continued to train the pup but the pup couldn't concentrate; she spent most her time lying down, sleeping or drawing in the dust. A couple of days later and the pup had not progressed at all with her powers and Fawn was beginning to worry that the pup's powers would never develop. But that night, everything changed, the search party returned with a single flower clasped in each of their jaws. "There was blood and fur everywhere. The whole pack must of been wiped out. The fur smelt of that pup. So we knew. We found these flowers growing all over the place." Fawn sniffed the flower cautiously. Sorrel. For no apparent reason Fawn gazed over at the pup. "Sorrel." She murmured rolling it around in her mouth. "That's it, that's the pups name. Sorrel." The sleeping pup heard a name, so familiar that she woke from her sleep. A flower lay in front of her and as she fell back asleep, she felt that somehow a hole in her heart had been mended.
// it's all about you. name: Poppy age: 15 other charries you play: None place to bs:
role playing sample: Sorrel's eyes flickered opened as sunlight streamed into her den. She smiled happily, winter was over and prey would be rich, yet she couldn't help thinking about the hunters that would come into the woods now that the snow didn't prevent them from driving up here in their great metal beasts. With a sigh she hauled herself up onto her paws and padded briskly outside to begin the search for hunters. "Stone, Avig!" She called, naming the two best trackers. Without waiting for a reply she began to head out of camp. Before long she began to have to feeling she was being watched, but she pushed the feeling away as soon as it came. "I don't have time for that right now." She told herself beginning to wish she had waited for Stone and Avig. Denying the fear that formed a lump in her throat was the best she could do for now, even if it was a hunter it couldn't do her any harm, she was the hunter, she was the most powerful out of them, summoning a ball of water to prove it to herself she began to think of witches and regretted that immediately, she'd have no chance against one of them. The Hunter was being Hunted.
((I'll do another sample if you want XD One I've actually planned out.))
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Sorrel
Apr 1, 2010 12:10:28 GMT -5
Post by Kumo on Apr 1, 2010 12:10:28 GMT -5
Before I accept this, there are a few things you need to fix. First off, I think quality is better the quantity. While it's true you have a lot to appearance, history and your roleplaying sample, you seem to like repeating the same words over and over again. This doesn't really make it 'Flow' the way it should.
Also, you didn't follow the character registration form that has already been laid out. You need likes, dislikes, fears etc. As well as the proper coding to make it look decent. All of that can be found in the original character template.
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